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My Kind Of Day
A couple weeks ago my little notch of south eastern Pennsylvania had a bit of a heat wave. Weather was anywhere from 70 to 90 degrees and it was glorious. Jim and I were off together and decided to take the boys up to a little place near our house. It’s an orchard and a cute little store that you can buy pies and doughnuts and all sorts of things I shouldn’t be eating. You can pick apples or pumpkins depending on the season. There are hayrides and flowers and it is such a great little place.
There is also a little playground that the kids made the most of. They love to be outside and run and run and run.
On the move
Chase will take a break from running to take a pass down the slide.
Jimmy only pauses to crawl in the dirt.
Then? They saw the goats. THEN? They realized they could feed them.
That made for some ridiculously happy baby men. I so cherish being able to spend time with them. My life is going to get insanely hectic for the next couple years and I am so afraid I am going to miss out on some of this time with them. They deserve a million days out playing in the sun with us.
Easter Recap
We had a really nice Easter! The weather was PERFECT and Jim’s brother Mike and his wife Kyley hosted Easter dinner this year in their new house. They did a really nice job and the best part?
Fenced in yard. The boys ran free for hours and had such a good time.
There was bike riding…which Jimmy was NOT amused by.
There was Easter egg hunting, which Chase took very seriously and Jimmy didn’t quite understand.
He did however understand what to do when M&M’s spilled!
It was a fun day with the family and I once again realize how blessed I am to have married into a family like this. I couldn’t have asked for anything more.
PS-The best part? Chase informing everyone that the Easter Bunny was “Jeebuses pet Wabbit.” You rock baby-man.
Waiting Is The Hardest Part…
My boys drive me completely and totally insane some days. Other days they are the most womderfully snuggly little men. Some days I get to see glimpses of who they will become. Some days I think they look like Jim. Some days I know they look like me.
I had two “whoops!” pregnancies, both resulting in healthy babies. I do not take for grnated how lucky I am in that matter. Every day I thank whoever it is up there taking names for my sons. My world would be so empty without them and they truly gave meaning to my life.
Not everyone is so lucky. Infertility is something that affects so many people. I would like to share a little something that was written by the wife of a childhood friend.
i had a dream that died last year.
a dream of little babies that looked like Devin and me.
a dream of being a co-creator of life.
a dream of feeling life grow within me.
a dream of surprising our family and friends with the blessed news.
a dream of getting flowers in the hospital.
a dream of hearing the heartbeat.
a dream of Devin and i alone in the hospital room with an hours old baby in our arms.
a dream of the little ankle bracelet with my name and baby’s name on it.
a dream of maternity clothes.
a dream of taking pictures each month to show how much bigger the baby had gotten in my tummy.
a dream of counting down the days.
a dream of experiencing the spirituality of the delivery room as my mother described it.
a dream of having a baby when i wanted to have one.but…
those days after the “bad” news were hard.
(that’s the understatement of the year!)
we fasted and we prayed and we poured out our hearts.
i cried and cried and cried …because the dream had died.those prayers were answered.
and we were blessed with a miracle.
the miracle of understanding and accepting.
the miracle of gaining a testimony and a desire for adoption.
the miracle of feeling the power of the sealing power seared into my soul.
the miracle of peace.
When I stumbled across this on Lynette’s blog I was struck with emotion. Being someone who was adopted I’m sure added to it. I have my feelings on that, some good some bad, but I am above all gratefully that someone gave me the chance and welcomed me into a family.
Lynette and Devin have been approved for adoption for over a year. The wait is brutal and they are asking for help. All they want is for people to remember them. Just remember that this wonderful couple who want a baby more than anything are waiting for their forever child. Keep them in mind when you hear of children waiting for a home.
This is their adoption profile blog. Lynette says it better than I ever could. So go take a look and keep them in your prayers. They will be such amazing parents and I know for a fact that the amount of love that this family has to offer is amazing.
Little Things
I may have not gotten all the laundry done.
I may have left dirty dishes in the sink.
I may have had the equivalent of a box of Cheerios mashed into my floor.
I may have played hookey from a meeting at work.
But I didn’t miss this on a beautiful spring like day last week.
It was worth it.
Birthdays and Balls
It’s been a crazy week, filled with birthday wonderfulness. Jimmy turning one was bittersweet, like I think most first birthdays are. My little baby is getting big so fast, and time goes faster and faster each day. However I adore the little person he is evolving into and I am so proud that he is mine.
We began his birthday on the 27th with a trip to Toys R Us. It is something we did on Chase’s first birthday so we decided it was what we would do for Jimmy as well. Since the whole surprise context doesn’t really come in to play at one, we had a good time walking around and letting the boys mess with stuff. Jimmy was out of his mind happy.
It's Toys R Us time, beeshes!
We ended up leaving the store with a variation of the same gift we gave Chase for his first birthday. We also left with a VERY ANGRY toddler in tow, as he was ticked off he couldn’t bring everything home with us. We got home and set up Jimmy’s present. It was love at first sight.
Look at MEEEE!
Then he danced on Daddy for a bit…
We had dinner and a bath and then…wait for it….
BACK INTO THE BALL PIT! The smile on his face just kills me. He is the happiest little person ever in this thing and it makes the 100 play balls that are now covering my living room at all times completely worth it. Sort of. Well, now that I have made it a game for Chase to put them away. Maybe.
Last night we had dinner and cake with the family, it was a great night and Jimmy had a great time rounding out his birthday the right way.
OH YEAH.
Aquarius
When I learned I was pregnant with Jimmy in May of 2008 I was in serious shock for a while. I literally cried on and off for weeks, I just could not wrap my head around the idea that I was having another baby. I still HAD a baby. Chase was 9 months old when I became pregnant. I was weaning him off the bottle, but now instead of packing them away I was moving them to a higher shelf. I was pregnant.
Right after Chase had his first birthday in July, we transitioned him to a twin bed(which he adored) after he began to climb out of his crib. Instead of taking the crib down, it was simply moved to another wall in the nursery. I was 3 months pregnant.
Fall came and with it came beautiful weather in Pennsylvania. I love fall. Sweater weather is my favorite time of year, just cool enough to need long sleeves but not a jacket. Jim, Chase and I were all in a wedding in October, and Chase was the best little ring bearer ever. Chase loves to play outside and I did my best to keep up with his 15 month old self. He had adventures that needed tending to…I was just along for the ride. I was 6 months pregnant.
The Holidays arrived in a blur of activity that year. I was getting bigger and bigger every day and my February 10th due date was looming. I tried to concentrate on Chase, making this a special time for him. I felt bad that his world was about to be turned upside down, and he just was not at an age yet where I could explain it to him. I was still working weekends as a bartender. I was 7 months pregnant.
New Years Eve Day. I went to my lady bits/baby doctor because I felt awful. She checked me, not expecting to really find anything. She then informed me I was 3cm dilated and needed to head over to L&D for monitoring. I was 34 weeks pregnant. My girlfriend drove me to the hospital, and the looming threat of a premature birth loomed in my head. I was hooked up to the monitors and luckily sent home, but on bed rest until delivery. Chase was 17 months old and I was on strict bed rest.
January 17th. Chase gets croup and we land ourselves in the ER at 3am for a breathing treatment. I am 4cm at this point and crying because I don’t know what to do if I have the baby before Chase gets better.
January 24th. Chase is 18 months old.
January 26th. I am 5cm dilated but not in labor (whaaaaaaaaaat?)
January 27th, 2009. My baby makes his way into this world and into our hearts. Born at exactly 38 weeks, 6lb 12oz and healthy.
Happy Birthday James Mason. My Jimmy Jamboree. The Jamster. Jimmy Bo-bimee. Little J. Jimbo Junior.
I love you.
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Brothers
My boys are 18 months apart, almost to the day. It has been a wild ride, one that I wouldn’t change for the world.
The first meeting in the hospital
6 weeks and 19 months
5am, at least THEY are happy
6 months and 2 years
Watching the progression of their relationship has truly been an amazing experience.
December 09 and in a new house
Hey Mommy!
2 1/2 years and 11 months
Oh the brotherly love!
I think the faces they are making at each other in the last picture really says it all.
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Hold Me
It’s coming…I can feel it in my bones.
BABY FEVER
Oh gawd. I figured it would be soon anyway, since Chase has gone from this
To this
And Jimmy Jamboree (who is going to be ONE in ONE MONTH *SOB*) has gone from this
To this
I am for sure feeling the lack of baby in my house. THEN to add to the ache, not one…not two…BUT THREE of my friends are all newly pregnant. My best friend from middle school is having her first, one of my best friends from high school is having her second and one of my most favorite online girls too.
Sigh. I may need to re-think this no more babies thing.
Somebody talk some sense in too me and remind me of the four months of screaming colicky hell that was Jimmy as a newborn. The two weeks of bed rest with Chase and the five weeks with Jimmy. Someone remind me that I have a damned good chance of a preemie if I have another baby, or the fact that Jim is a total no go on the idea. Someone tell me I would just be trying for a girl and then end up with three boys and thereisnofrackingwayIcouldhandlethat.
Someone tell me that holding and loving on all my friends babies will be enough.
Someone lie to me, because there is NOTHING that feels like this
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