Look at that face.
It was a beautifully sunny (albeit cold) day today, and Sam was able to test out his new Carhart overalls. My mother brought them back with her from Spokane, WA. I suppose if we’re going to raise the boy on a farm, he might as well look the part. I think he likes them.
It’s supposed to snow tomorrow. I hope it doesn’t. The sun felt too good. We are ready for Spring.
The first two photos are from Chanukah this year. Sam was able to participate a little more than last year, which made it exponentially more fun. I have no idea what I am saying or thinking in the second photo but judging by my expression, I am clearly amazed/having a great time. So there you go.
We also had family photos taken in October by the very talented husband-wife duo, Angela and Evan, of Angela and Evan. They are based out of Seattle, incredibly talented and so, so nice. They’ve photographed our wedding, Sam as a newborn, and now our family. I plan on using them many times in the future as our family grows and progresses. If things keep moving down the same path, I’m sure I’ll have one of them photograph my funeral. They’ll know what lighting will make me look my best.
I realize three months is a long time to go without blogging, especially when the whole point of a blog is to keep those who read it updated on the daily going-ons of said blogger’s life. The truth is, I just haven’t really felt like there was much to say. The remodeling was at a stand-still; we were basically just waiting for permits to be approved, builders to clear their schedules, and paint colors and sconces (Seriously. Sconces.) to be chosen. I knew the remodeling would involve minute details, but I don’t think I really knew, if you understand what I’m saying. It starts out fun, but by the end of the interior decorating process I thought I would scream if Gabe showed me one more variation of a barn door hinge. I think he enjoyed the whole decorating thing more than I did. He likes tiny, minute details. He’s OCD. It’s right up his alley.
Besides the remodeling, this pregnancy has proven to be very different from the last one. Instead of a two week period of slight morning sickness, which is what I experienced with Sam, I was sick all the time. Like 24/7. For about 3 months. And I still find myself running for the toilet if, say, the taste of toothpaste lingers too long in my mouth. Yes, that’s right, toothpaste flavor sends me over the edge.
Toothpaste. It’s deadly.
So…a lull in the remodeling, constant morning sickness, extreme exhaustion, and the typical holiday craziness that occurs this time of year have kept me pretty far from the blogging world. I’m going to do my best to change that. I need to blog. It relaxes me. I enjoy it immensley. And its for me.
And whoever reads this. It’s for you too.
It’s a girl. We couldn’t be more thrilled. I’ve always wanted a little girl. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have my baby registry perfected by the time I was eight weeks along. With all girl items. Call it wishful thinking; I just knew she was a girl the moment I found out I was pregnant.
ROSEBUD PRINTS. ( I wore too much Laura Ashley in the 80’s. It’s in my DNA now).
She’s going to be tiny. And beautiful. And perfect. She will sleep 8 hours a night from Day One. Only 22 more weeks to go before she arrives and I can’t wait. I have so much knitting to do!