Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Parking Lot Fireworks

On Saturday, we spent the day at my mom's house.  Matt was helping hang siding on their new addition, and Jack was getting in some quality playtime with his cousin.  We were there until around 8, so we gave the boys their baths, after which they ran around in my mom's t-shirts (because we hadn't brought pajamas).

We headed home and on our way we ran into some stopped cars where the traffic police were directing us.  We noticed people crossing the street holding lawn chairs and blankets, and as we drove on we realized it was a fireworks show.

I bit my tongue for almost a whole minute, before I finally just blurted it out.  'Can we stop?! I know it's past bedtime, and I know you've been working hard all day, but can we stop?  It's the last time he can see fireworks this year!' 

If you know my husband at all I bet you can guess what happened next.  We saw the fireworks show start from the window of our car, whipped into an empty parking lot, and settled in.  
Note the big white t-shirt rolled up at the arms?  Like I said...no jammies!
It was one of those moments that are unexpected, and all the more beautiful for it.  Jack's little eyebrows were raised in wonder (just like Daddy's), and it was such a blessing to experience this little gift of a family adventure. 

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Luke's Nursery

I gave you a little look into the nursery about two months ago, so how's about we revisit that and see what has changed?  Sound good?  Okay good...here we go!
I got a LOT of great ideas from pinterest, I'm telling you...that website will suck you in and not let go.  But anyway...

Here is the picture you have already seen...which shows you the mobile, two little airplane pictures, and his salvaged toybox.
Since then, I added a few little touches here and there.    Above his crib are the canvasses that I painted for him.
Above the window is this cute little banner that my sister made...

And on the other side of the window is this little print I made for him.  Luke's middle name is MacCrae, which means 'son of grace'. 
 Some of the letters are definitely lopsided, but this is one of my very favorite things in the room.  It's pretty much the first thing you see when you walk in the door...and I like that.  

On the wall opposite the crib I hung two little stitched pieces that I whipped up one evening while we watched TV.  And can we talk about the pinwheels?  How cute are they?!  My sister had made them for the surprise shower she hosted for me...and before I left I asked if I could take them home with me! 

 The dresser will go under this, and on top of the dresser is where we will keep our changing pad and supplies.  The cool thing about Luke's dresser? Matt's uncle is making the entire thing by hand! He did the same thing for Jack, and I just think it is so cool that both of my boys will have a handmade heirloom piece like that!

Now I know what you are thinking.  Bekah!?  Where will you sit and nurse your baby at all hours of the night?   Well...my baby is going to sleep all night so I don't have to worry about that.  Haha ha ha....no?  Oh, okay... 
Then I guess this rocking chair from my Dad and step-mom will have to do the trick!  It's nice and big, and it rocks so smoothly...I'm almost looking forward to nighttime feedings again.  Almost.  The little cloud pillow is actually an old pillow from my first apartment that I made a new cover for and painted some clouds onto.  

So now...we wait for little Luke to decide it is the right time to join us on the outside! We are ready buddy! Are you?

Monday, September 26, 2011

Upping the Ante

On my 37 week post, I asked if anyone was interested in making a guess as to Luke's birthday and one of the comments was a GREAT idea!  My friend Beth has volunteered to up the ante a little bit and will send the the person who can guess the details about the birth a 3 oz. Gold Canyon candle! (Her house ALWAYS smells amazing...so trust me...you want to win this!). 

Leave a comment with your guess! Include the birth date, the time, the length of labor, and whether he will have hair or no hair!

For reference: Jack was born at 38 weeks 1 day, at 8:37pm, after 15 hours of labor, with a good bit of very fine dark hair!

Happy guessing!

Friday, September 23, 2011

It's the Fall-iday Season

Well, it's official.  Fall is here, summer is gone (although really...it was gone a while ago around our house), and I gotta say...there is something so inviting and warm about a house decorated for fall.  
The oranges and reds just make everything so comfortable to me.  I don't go overboard in decorating for a few reasons.  1. My toddler tears most of it apart anyway...so anything I put our needs to be either super tough, or out of reach.  and 2. I'm just not that good at it!
That pinecone?  Jack found it under the couch.  I have no idea...

Also - at some point there must have been a mouse in our basement, because I had a LOT of Indian corn down there, and this little cluster was the only one that had any kernels left when I unpacked my fall stuff.  Another casualty was the Styrofoam acorns.  Punky little mouse took a bite or two out of each one just to make sure none of them were edible. 

BUT ANYWAY - Happy Fall Y'all!

* For the record - I don't actually say y'all.  I just always laugh when someone says that!

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Choo choo!

This almost two year old (whaaaaat?) is so in love with trains right now.  They are one of the first things he asks for in the morning (I play choo-choos?!), and one of the last things he says goodnight to in the evenings (Ni-night choo-choo). 
We scored this great little mega-blocks train set at a consignment store for $4, and I gotta say...it is probably the best $4 we have ever spent on a toy for this tot! 
And can you even handle the engineer hat? It is on loan for a little while from his cousin Emerson.  (Keep an eye out for it around October 31st...that's all I'm saying!) Also, as a sidenote...he refused to wear pants that day.  Just his hat and his dino shirt.  We were staying home...so what's the harm?!
It is really amazing to see how his play time has changed recently.  It has gone from just kind of exploring his toys to full out imaginative play.  He says things like 'through the tunnel!' and 'down the track' as he runs the trains through the set. 

Have I ever mentioned how fast they start growing up?  Yes?  Once or twice? Oh okay then...I'll try not to say it again...today.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

37 Weeks

Blah.  I'm kind of...you know...over it.  I'm not necessarily ready to have him yet either though...basically I'm irritable.  

Sorry about the bathroom mirror self portrait, Matt has been doing a great job taking picture for this time around...but I decided today that I hate the outfit I wore in the last one...like I said...irritable. 

Jack was born at 38 weeks, so 37 weeks was actually the last belly picture I took with him...
I am definitely more torpedo shaped this time around...also I have more stretch marks.  They are worth it though,

The best part of this week of pregnancy is that Jack finally 'gets it'.  He has always had an obsession with 'big belly' (he actually says that, and pushes up my shirt), but last week he gave my belly a kiss and told Luke to 'come out'.  He also loves to feel him move in there now.  He lays his little head on my belly and his eyes get so bright when Luke moves.   
It's pretty precious!

So now...we wait.  Matt is convinced Luke will be born on September 30th, I think October 7th...any of you care to make a guess??  (Neither of us has any REAL reason to think those dates are the right one...we just do).

Monday, September 19, 2011

SWORDFIGHT!

Saturday was a bit dreary...nice and cool outside, but drizzly all day.  So...we made our own fun.  I noticed Jack trying to use part of his train track to challenge Daddy to a swordfight, so I snuck down into the basement to rummage up some cardboard and duct tape.  I set to work, and it no time at all (and with some instructional help from Matt) we had some real swords!
He was thrilled!
This is where he noticed me taking pictures...
And charged!
The swords didn't hold up for long, in fact, they were rather floppy after the first few fights, but the memory of the way his little face lit up when we handed him his sword?  That will last much longer than cardboard and duct tape ever could. 

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

A Surprise Shower

On Friday afternoon I got a text from my mom asking if I'd would want to go to lunch with her and my sister, Emily, on Saturday afternoon. After making sure Matt didn't mind, I agreed and was looking forward to a little time with just the girls. 

Little did I know...they are all are a bunch of liars!
Those little stinkers had a surprise shower for Luke (and me), and I really had no idea it was coming! I arrived at my sister's house to find not only my sisters, stepmom, and grandma, but also all the women from my growth group!
I couldn't believe it! It was so sweet and I know both Matt and I are incredibly grateful for all the sweet gifts (yay for diapers!! Luke appreciates them too...he just doesn't know it yet!). 
I know they put so much thought into the whole day, and I feel so blessed to have such thoughtful family and friends. 

I wish I had gotten a picture with everyone there, but I was so flustered that I didn't even think of it...not to mention I didn't bring a camera because...you know...I thought I was just going to lunch!  I guess we really are just waiting on the little guy at this point, because we now have everything we need, thanks to the generosity of our dear loved ones!

Monday, September 12, 2011

Delight

1 Fair + 3 tickets + 2 toddler boys + 1 digger = Pure delight.
We went to the York fair on Friday, and while Jack loved the animals and everything there was to see in general, there was one definite highlight to his trip. 
The diggers.  I will be honest, I was very apprehensive about letting him onto a ride without Mommy or Daddy.  In the end though, I gave in to his wonder at the sight of diggers that were just his size. 
So often I find that I want to hold him back, but what he needs to for me to allow him to grow...and in this instance that meant a little bit of independence for Jack and for cousin Emerson. 
The looks of pure joy that came over both of their faces was enough to illicit nothing but squeals and smiles from both of their mommies (and daddies, uncle, and grandparents)...proudly snapping pictures of the big boys from behind the railing. 
The both sat still in their seats and were SO intent about spinning their steering wheels...you could tell they thought they were big stuff!
Every time they would come past where we were standing they would both smile huge happy smiles and say something like 'I'm driving the digger!'.

The man in charge of the ride gave them a nice long turn on the diggers, and when it was over, Jack was so heartbroken that the sweet guy gave them ANOTHER turn on diggers...for free!
 There is really nothing like seeing your little one experience the world.  Nothing like it. My Momma heart was near bursting all night at the memory...and Jack spent a good deal of the rest of the night talking about the diggers.  To the point that when we got home (WAY past bedtime) he woke up just long enough to say 'Momma, I drive the digger' before laying his sleepy little head on my shoulder as I carried him up the stairs. 

These are the moments I never want to forget. 

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Rising Water

You see that cute little orange spot over Pennsylvania?  That's where we live.  It's pretty crazy, it would be funny if it weren't for the danger aspect but people are being evacuated in boats, roads are flooded, schools are closed, businesses are closing, there is a four foot deep pond behind my house (which is about 6 inches away from flooding the road down there).

My poor mom had to leave her car due to a flash flood at her workplace and slog barefoot out to the highway to get to a bank where she could be picked up.
That is the driveway back to the building in which she works.

They are currently trying to remove water from the highway with snowplows...which seems a tad silly if you ask me.  But no one did ask me.
This is a picture of the street near my mom's house...yeah...there is a street somewhere in there. 

I feel like I need to remember to write down all the ridiculous things that happened during Luke's gestation.  Let's see...we have had a tornado (that I slept through...oops!), a huge tree feel on our house during a storm, there was an earthquake, then Hurricane Irene, and now the worst flooding in our area since 1972 (so I am told).  What's next? A blizzard? 

**UPDATE** Welp.  Our basement has partially flooded...not too badly, maybe an inch in about 1/4 of the room.  The bummer?  That's where all the baby stuff is.  Sigh...for the most part it's nothing I can't fix/wash, it's just one more thing to do before Luke comes.   Hold me.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

35 Weeks...and Giving Up

First...the giving up part.  He has been offering since I was 20 weeks pregnant, but my pride has forced me to say no.  But this week, after contorting my body for a few minutes, I took him up on that offer. 
That's right...my husband paints my toenails.  I just can't quite get there to paint them if I want to be able to breathe at the same time, and breathing is kind of important, you know?

I am right around 35 weeks along now, and for whatever reason - be it hormones or just reality - I am starting to get pretty anxious.  I worry about my ability to mother two children at once, I worry that I won't be able to love this new life the same way, that so much of my heart is already full that he will get slighted.  Like he deserves more.  I have talked to so many moms who tell me that that is simply not the case, that your heart just explodes with just as much love for this one as the last, but I still worry.  I just want to be the best mommy I can be, the mommy these little guys deserve.

I remember feeling sort of like this before I had Jack, worrying that I wouldn't be able to be a good mommy to him, and the minute I saw his little red face I never had that feeling again.  I pray that the same thing happens as soon as I see Luke's little red face. 

So anyway...now that I have made myself cry...here I am at 35 weeks. 
Rather large. 

Stats:
Weight Gain:  I honestly don't know...it was still around 30 lbs last week.
Movement:  Yes, it's actually getting rather painful and I can tell that my little guy is starting to get pretty cramped in there. 
Cravings:  No...I think I am pretty much past the ravenous pregnant woman stage, and into the no room for food in here stage.
Labor Signs:  Yeah, kind of.  I went in to be monitored for a little while last week due to some very slight bleeding, and while I am not IN labor, I am still contracting every 4-6 minutes.  Some of the contractions I can feel, and oddly, some of them  I cannot feel.  I am 1cm. dilated at this point, but that really doesn't mean that he will be here sooner rather than later.  I am not expecting any baby action for at least another 3 weeks. 
Milestones: Less than 40 days to go until my due date! 

Just for fun, I did a comparison between this week, and the last time I took a picture wearing the same shirt (27 weeks along). 
Yep...I'd say that's grown a little.

Matt and I shared a little laugh in the car a few days ago, talking about Luke's arrival.  I have been stressed out worrying about his curtains being the right color, or his room looking just right, and Matt always reminds me that all we really NEED when he is born are diapers and the carseat.  Well...now that the day is approaching, guess what two things we still haven't checked off our list? 

Diapers.  And the carseat.  I mean...the carseat is in the basement, it just needs to be installed, but still.  It's a little ironic. 

I really can't believe that I am 35 weeks along, part of me still feels like we just found out I was pregnant a few weeks ago!

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Thank You August

When I realized I would be 'heavy with child' (how awful is that phrase, by the way? yikes) in the peak of summer, I assumed that August would be the worst month by far.   I saw myself sitting on the couch in my underwear, sucking on a freeze-pop, bemoaning my largeness.  Honestly though, last month was gorgeous.  Just...wonderful!

It was hot enough to feel like summer, but the cooler nights and the crisp mornings were such a gift to this beluga sized momma!

I am happy to see September arrive, but I am sad to see August go. 
Thank you for a beautiful summer August! I expect a repeat performance next year!

PS: Dad is doing better, still not a lot of answers, but everything is encouraging! Now he mostly just doesn't like the hospital food! Thank you for your prayers!

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