I'm writing this post with a sleeping baby in my lap. I know I should probably put him down, but his hand is sweetly touching the side of my arm and when I start to lay him down his grip tightens just a bit. I know he won't wake up, he's a great sleeper. He's content and laid back and everything I hoped my newborn would be. I just can't lay him down. Not right now. When Braylen was born everyone was adamant that I should soak up this time. Don't get me wrong here, of course I did. Against the premise that I might spoil her, against the premise that I might get her off schedule. I held her tightly. I remember smelling of her sweet hair and closing my eyes tightly, … [Read more...]
a to-do list worth checking off
I've given myself quite the list of to-do's prior to baby boy's arrival. I spent part of Saturday and between church on Sunday tackling a few things on the list. In that time I managed to clean out and organize the kitchen cabinets, clean out the pantry and refrigerator, organize our master bedroom closet, and start packing a hospital bag. It's a perfect example of nesting at it's finest. You know, no closet can be left unorganized, no drawer in disarray. Clearly, my tiny newborn is going to be so concerned about the cereal boxes being out of place in the pantry, that it just has to be done. There is absolutely no logic to the madness, but it certainly won't hurt to have a … [Read more...]
on your birthday
Today, Allen turns 30 and I've thought of at least 30 ways to give him a big shout out on the blog. Instead, I think I'm going to tell you a story about another birthday of his that I'll never forget. It was on Allen's birthday that he proposed to me. Right back in the same place we met. It was genius, really. I never for a moment thought he would be putting a ring on my finger, I thought it was just a great spot for a birthday picnic. I think back to the day, years ago and still remember it like it were yesterday. Actually, I probably remember it better than some things that happened yesterday. The details, the weather, the things he said, the crazy butterflies. We were young, … [Read more...]