We've had so many fun moments this holiday season, I will be doing some catch up posts of our fun Christmas and visitors soon...
Molly doesn't really enjoy the snow, because she can't wear her leotard or ballerina dress outside. Here she is doing Pilates with her mom (I edited out myself because Jon took a very unflattering picture of my big bottom).
Then, school was cancelled Monday, and then Tuesday, followed by Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. I feel like I am living the movie "Groundhog's day." Each morning when I wake up, it feels exactly like the day before...luckily, Jon wasn't able to get out of the driveway Monday or Tuesday, and had to cancel his business trip Wednesday through Friday. The snow was a blessing in more ways than one...and there is more to come tomorrow! We just hope it waits until our visitors arrive safe and sound, after that, let it snow!
I can't do this alone, Mom, PLEASE COME BACK!
It's what I do these days...I rock. Not to Guns N Roses anymore, but at 33, I do still rock. Even at 4 AM, I'm still rockin' and have been since 2 AM. I am thankful to my newborn son for that. He is keeping me young, although I think Garth Brooks said it best when he said, "I'm much too young to feel this damn old." I have decided to be thankful for this fussiest of all babies, because he is forcing me to slow down, let things around me fall apart, and just ROCK. It's the only thing that calms us both. So, in case you are wondering why I don't call, email, or post on my blog anymore, it's because I am way too busy rockin'!
Quick update: I went to the hospital this morning after being up since 2:30 AM with contractions. They monitored the baby and me for three hours, and determined that I am simply not progressing much, so they sent me home. This is the first time in my life I have ever hoped for something to get MORE painful. I am hoping this is the beginning of the end. Sorry to all who have guessed days gone by for the big day. Also, I am worried no one has guessed a high enough weight. The doc assured me that this is a BIG baby. I will update or have Jon update if anything changes, but for now I am looking forward to a big Halloween week with the kids, while I suffer through these non-painful-enough-contractions!
Molly had a hard time picking one out. She wanted a "teeny" one, that she could lift and carry herself. She finally found one that she could at least heft.
The latest news is that I am HUGE, ready to POP (and yes, my arms are totally chubby, I hate this picture). I am dilated to a ONE (that's it???) and having some irregular contractions. I am hoping for a baby any day, but the reality is that it could be a week or two still.
My dear Aunt Carolyn passed away this afternoon after a long struggle with brain and breast cancer. She was 62 years old. This is a picture of her(on the left) with my mom, her younger sister. I have so many wonderful memories and thoughts of Carolyn going through my mind tonight. My heart is aching for those she left behind. She was such a force for good in her family, her neighborhood and her community. She had so many friends and touched so many lives. She was amazingly kind to everyone. We would always say, "Carolyn never meets a stranger." I was so shy growing up and I would just look at the way she treated people, and the way she brought joy to people, and I was always awe-struck by the magnitude of her heart, and the fearless way she reached out to everyone from the bag boy at the market to the people she took care of in her long career as a nurse. She had a love for her Savior that she was never afraid to share with others. Her faith was inspiring. It is a comfort to know that the painful ending of her life is over and that she has found rest with God.
