Change

We moved Carter to his bed on the weekend and that has spurred a whole room clean up. I’ve packed up all the baby stuff in his closet that I know are no longer needed *sniff, sniff*.  I’ve organized all the other baby stuff in the house and it’s now all packed nice and neatly waiting for the next baby. Whoever has one first in the family I guess. 

We’re also throwing around the idea of moving next year. Hubby is a bit more keen on the idea than I am because I worry about having to keep the house showcase clean with a toddler and pre schooler. We’re getting a little more serious about lately and it’s moved from a “ya maybe” to well, “we need to find the right house in the right area”. We’ve been for a few drives looking at houses and we’ve been keeping our eye on the listings in case the “perfect” one pops up.  We’re in no rush and like where we are now so that takes all the pressure off.

And there’s planning of vacations with friends and family. And we’re still on the fence about having a third. We are both in the same frame of mind that it’s a no for this year as I wanted one full year of not being pregnant or nursing and this is my year (Book the babysitter and break out the party hats and wine).  Carter is just about to enter the “terrible 2’s” (which really are nothing compared to 3) and I had to step back yesterday for a minute when I realized the Cooper was the age CArter is now when Carter was born.  I certainly couldn’t imagine another one coming at this stage but I can see it (today anyway) in our future.  Some days I think we’re done and I like that we’re starting to get out of the baby stages and into a bit more freedom but other days I don’t feel that the family is complete and yearn for just one more opportunity to do it all again.

Thinking of all of us re energizes me. To have goals to work towards and things to look forward to is refreshing and energizing.  I’ve been working out harder, having more fun in general and trying to get the most out of each day.  I’m sure a lot of this is that fall is on it’s way and as each new season approaches I find a stir in my soul.  I’m one lucky gal to have the life I have. But luck really has nothing to do with it. Life is what you make it and the harder you work at it, the more reward you get out of it. 

Live passiontaly. Even if it’s only for today.  Put your heart into what you’re doing and enjoy.

Hallmark moments

I was about 8 months pregnant with my first.  We were at the mall grabbing lunch a mom and son were ahead of us in line.  They son was about 5.  As their food was being handed to them, the boy looked up at his mom and said “Mom, thank you. I love you”.  It was something out of a hallmark commercial.  All we needed was the sappy music playing in the background and the camera crew yelling cut after he said it.   I looked at hubby and starting crying ( a tad hormonal at 8 months). I had such a lump in my thorat, I couldn’t even order my lunch.  Hubby had to.  When we sat down  hubby was chuckling at me and my reaction to that little boys sweetness.  We knew we were haivng a boy and I said to hubby “I will never forget moments like that”. 

This afternoon I was sitting with Cooper and I leaned over and kissed his head.  He looks at me and says “You love me!  You loved me a lot!  I’m your Cooper boy”.  I love these little moments.  All of the trying and hard times of motherhood are temporarily forgotten in moments like these.  These are the moments that I need to write down in a book and re-read when the going gets tough.

When was your last Hallmark moment?

Sunday afternoons

Tired after a very, very, very late night last night.  We had a wedding to go to and had a great time.  My head hit the pillow somewhere around 3am and the boys were up at 7. Ouch!  So needless to say, today was a lazy, relaxed day.  We spent the morning doing all our daily stuff but really taking our time.  We took apart the crib and moved Carter’s bed into it’s place.  He loves it!  We’ll see how he does tonight with no bed rail. We never used one with Cooper’s bed but I think Carter moves a lot more when he sleeps. But the bed is a lot bigger so he has more room to flop around.

Then the afternoon brought a trip to the airport.  Hubby and his family were always really into planes.  It’s a great way to spend a few hours on a lazy Sunday afternoon. We got take out, sat on the grass and watched the planes coming in for landing.  THe boys find it amazing and scary every time the plane flies over their heads.  We cover their ears for the bigger ones like 747’s and 767’s. 

 

 

 I love how the sunlight was captured in this picture. 

 

CArter anxiously awaiting the next plane.  They come in about every 2-3 minutes so he doesn’t have to wait long.

 

I was also out in the garden this morning and noticed that some of the tomatoes are turning red.  One bush looks very straggly but has way more tomatoes than the big, greener one. I wonder if it’s straggliness is because of how many tomatoes it’s producing. 

  comapred to this one:    

Of course

Just as I got my cup of coffee, getting all comfy in my chair ready to start a “what’s happened in the last month” entry…….. both my boys wake up at the same time.

It seems I’ve missed birthdays *Happy Belated Birthday Daffy * and have a lot of catching up to do!!  But once again it will have to be put on hold for another spot of 10 or 15 minutes in which I’m not fighting my boys for a spot on the computer or taking care of the house (which these 10-15 mins have been too rare these days).