baby haven

By definition, a haven is a safe and secure place. We all need havens. A haven doesn’t have to be a room or a physical place. It can be a person or even a state of mind. In a world that can be cruel and unkind, havens can serve as a respite or a creative place to be inspired. Tamara and Scott (sister in love and brother) have been busy at work creating the perfect haven for Baby Hooper or as I like to call he/she, petit cub (small cub).





I have never known anything, to date, that encompasses God’s love like that of a new babe born of love. Isn’t that the very nature of God? That He creates life out of nothing? That he would take away and GIVE? There seems to be this undeniable rhythm to it all. I love our future niece or nephew so much it makes me cry sometimes with tears of joy.



I can’t imagine how Scott and Tamara must be feeling. Scott and Tamara have been so gracious to let us be a part of the process. I wanted to share with you all some pictures of the nursery I took. The picture in the weathered window frame is from Canton. It is a blown up image of a postcard from the 1930s.



I think it is so sweet and nostalgic. The little camo boots won’t fit the tiny guy for quite sometime but I feel certain they will be put to good use in no time.


One more quick story, Scott sent us all an email the other day at work with an attached PDF map of the hospital with directions on where to go once we arrive at the hospital. He also gave everyone their quickest routes to the hospital from all of our various location, either work or home. So sweet. He is already Father of the Year!






We love you baby Hooper, only bake as long as you need to and then hurry up and come out already; we can’t wait to meet you ;-)