Lindsay Sledge

a blog about life with Micah, Denver, Everett, Savannah, and Presley the dog

Month: April 2016


The last five months of my life can be defined by one word: waiting. First I was waiting to get pregnant, then I was waiting for ultrasounds to confirm that Baby is developing as expected, then I was waiting to save enough money to start looking for a house, and now I am waiting for the right house to be listed on the market. I spend hours each day waiting to feel Baby kick, praying that Baby stays healthy, worrying about whether or not I’ll be able to have a natural birth, and wondering what it will be like when Baby and I meet face to face. Will I be a good Mom? How will Baby affect my marriage? Where will Baby sleep if Micah and I haven’t found a house yet? How will Presley and Baby get along? The list goes on and on.

As a Type A, control-freak, waiting can be stressful. I don’t mind waiting if I can put forth effort during the process to work towards a tangible goal. Examples include training for a race or paying off debt. I loathe waiting when the effort is out of my hands and I am forced to trust in God’s timing and plan. And yes, talking about God’s timing and plan seems really dorky to me since people throw around sentiments of the sort so frequently. Truly, though, the Bible tells me to wait on the Lord, to trust in the Lord, and to hope in the Lord.

“Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.” (Psalm 27:14)

“We wait in hope for the Lord; he is our help and our shield.” (Psalm 33:20)

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.” (Proverbs 3:5-6)

“But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. (Isaiah 40:31)

Why should I wait on the Lord?  Because He is my help and shield. Why should I trust in the Lord? Because He will make my paths straight. Why should I hope in the Lord? Because He will renew my strength. Indeed, renewal is what I need. Waiting should not warp into worrying. In fact, when I remember that God is in control, it is impossible to worry. Do I think that everything will turn out as I plan? Absolutely not. What a sad life it would be if God was confined to my often ridiculous and self-centered expectations. When I wait on Him, though, He transforms my heart. He leads me in directions I wouldn’t often seek for myself, and there is peace when I’ve reached the end of the path because He is there, waiting for me, confirming all along the way that He’s been in control and been watching over me.

This morning in church the band played “Great Is Thy Faithfulness.” The following words grabbed ahold of my heart, and I pray that I’ll remember them often in times of waiting: “All I have needed, Thy hand hath provided. Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord unto me.”

Truly, great is Thy faithfulness.

With love,


21 Week Survey

Time is starting to fly by. Here’s the latest weekly survey.

  • How far along are you? 21 weeks
  • What size is baby? 7 inches, roughly the size of a banana. My app is still measuring crown to rump as opposed to head to heel, so we’ll stick with it even though it seems unusual.
  • Gender prediction? We are having a baby boy!
  • Planning a natural or medicated birth? Natural
  • How much weight have you gained? 13 pounds, good grief
  • Food cravings: Cadbury eggs, ice-cream, and brownies. This may be contributing to the weight gain.
  • Maternity clothes? My mom sent me some beautiful maternity dresses and a cute casual outfit! The dresses are very colorful, like the springtime.
  • Exercise routine? It’s amazing how motivating a baby is in the morning. I still wake up three days before work to exercise, and I walk whenever it’s nice outside on the weekend.
  • Sleep Habits? Sleep is getting harder since my belly is getting bigger. I normally sleep on my left side, and some mornings, around 3-5am, I wake up with hip pain. I can’t complain too much when I consider the lack of sleep I’ll be getting in a few months. I am praying for a sound sleeping baby.
  • Best moment of the week? Announcing the baby’s gender to family and friends. Thanks to my sister-in-law, Brooke, who organized a wonderful gender reveal party. Thanks to my mother-in-law for baking a cute monkey cake. Thanks to so many of our friends for joining in the celebration. Baby Sledge is definitely loved.
  • Biggest discomfort of the week? Upper respiratory infection
  • Weekly wisdom? Find ways to calm down during mood swings that don’t involve complaining to Micah. He’s been so sweet and understanding. I really wish I had a house and a piano because this used to be my stress remedy. Reading fiction has helped recently.

Below is the latest bump pic as well a pic and video from the gender reveal party.




With love,



20 Week Ultrasound

Before delving into the ultrasound, I must write about week 19. This was my favorite week of pregnancy so far, since it’s the week I started feeling baby move! I literally looked down at my belly one day at work and saw it moving. Later that evening, Micah witnessed the movement for himself. It is a such a relief seeing and feeling baby move. I found out in the ultrasound that I have an anterior (frontal) placenta which is making it harder for me to feel baby. Now that baby is getting bigger, I should be able to feel more movement. Praise God for little baby kicks that bring such joy!

Now for a summary of the ultrasound. I woke up so excited the morning of, and Micah woke up pretty sleepy. I kept thinking, “Wake Up, Mister! This is a big day!” He’s so funny sometimes with his persistent calm. We both worked a half day, and then we headed to the doc around 1pm. This is when I started to feel nervous. I actually made Micah wait in the car with me until 5 minutes before the appointment because I was feeling so anxious. I was excited to find out the gender, but I was nervous about the anatomy check because it would be the first close look at baby’s heart, spine, kidneys, etc. We finally got out of the car, checked in for the appointment, and sat down in the waiting room. During the wait, Micah decided to read us a horrifying article from a pregnancy magazine about tearing during labor and delivery. Way to keep things calm, Micah.

We were finally called back, and the ultrasound commenced. The technician who did the scan was amazing. She provided commentary on each of the pictures she was taking, which was super helpful since I honestly had very little idea what we were looking at. I could make out the head and body, and the heart was obvious, but baby was curled into a ball so it was difficult to determine which body part was which. It didn’t help that one hand and one foot were above baby’s head, and one foot was down at my bladder. I have no idea where the other hand was. Baby was so comfortable in the little ball that the tech kept jabbing my belly to encourage baby to move. Halfway through the appointment I was concerned that we wouldn’t be able to determine the gender, and the tech said she already knew and was waiting for a better picture! The tech checked the last few organs and paid special attention to the kidneys since I’d had kidney problems as a baby. Then it was time to play. We say baby open its mouth and put its hand inside. We saw baby reach out and touch the placenta. We even saw baby’s little foot, which ironically seems to be a little version of Micah’s foot since the second toe is longer than the first toe. Finally, the tech showed us a picture and said, “Do you see this? This means you’re having a BOY!” I honestly felt like time stopped for a moment. I was in the ultrasound room, and yet I was also somewhere else hearing these words. Who is having a boy? I am having a boy? Micah is having a boy? We’re having a son?!! I turned and looked at Micah, and he had the biggest grin on his face. What a sweet moment in life.

Praise God for this little miracle growing in my belly. Praise God for healthy organs and an estimated 13 ounces of baby weight. I love this little boy, and I am thankful that God has chosen Micah and me to be his parents. I pray that we will love him well and raise him to know the Lord. I pray that he will be a godly man who is kind to others. I pray that he’ll be full of energy and joy and that we will spend many days laughing and playing together.

“Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in one’s youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with their opponents in court.” Psalm 127:3-5

With love,


P.S. Below are two pics from the ultrasound. One is a profile, and the other is a little baby foot!

Baby Sledge ProfileBaby Sledge Foot

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