The Fall Blues…

Everywhere I look photographers have been posting beautiful pictures of kids playing in leaves, family’s with beautiful fall foliage all around them, pumpkins and gourds, apples and straw bales, all making Fall look so delightful and spicy and warm and all kinds of photographic goodness.

Well we live in Florida, where Fall is still 80 degrees and the only change in leaves we see is a brown palm frond. Aaarrrghhh!!

So I took matters into my own hands, or should I say to the isles of Michaels craft store and bought a little slice of fall goodness for myself! It’s not as good as the “real” deal, but I like to call it, Florida’s Faux Fall.

Q & A with Greyson Lee.

I asked Greyson this list of questions the other day and wanted to be sure to record his answers. I wish that I would have been doing this every few months to see how his answers change but hopefully I can start that now!! Enjoy the Q & A with Greyson Lee.


What is your favorite food?
Taco’s, Cookies, and Bacon

What is your favorite color?
Yellow, No Yellow is Jackie’s favorite color. I like Red.

What is your favorite thing to watch on T.V.?
Bull Riding!!

What is your favorite thing to do outside?
Ride my bike.

What is your favorite number?
1

Favorite letter?
A

Who is your favorite friend?
Mommy.

What is your favorite toy?
My train set.

What is your favorite smell?
Mommy

What is your favorite song?
Daddy’s song – Curtis Lowe

Who is your favorite character?
Mickey Mouse!

Your favorite restaurant?
Welcome to Moes!!

Check it out!!

I added a new little gadget to the very bottom of the page. It's a count down to baby that tells you exactly how far along I am, what's happening with baby developmentally, and how many day's I have left (far far too many!!). Anyway, scroll on down to the bottom of the page and check out "Count down to baby #2!!".

Have a great weekend!

First

As I cuddle Greyson in the recliner, all laid back, his head on my chest, his belly on mine, I can’t help but think, “How many more weeks will we be able to do this?” He asks for me to pick him up in the store, or in line at Moe’s, “Mommy hold me, please?” and for now I scoop him up, wondering “how many more weeks will I be able to do this?” What happens when my belly gets too big for him to lay on me, to fit on my lap and cuddle? What happens when my belly gets too big to carry him? What happens when my arms are full of baby carriers and diaper bags? My heart breaks in knowing that those days are coming. How do you tell your first, the one you’ve cuddled every single time a cuddle has been needed or wanted, you’ve held at every request, that no, this time you have to walk, or this time you just have to settle with this little hug/pat/one armed snuggle? How can I do that? How DO I do that?

I know logically that it can be done and it is done, millions of times over all over the world, and I’m so excited for Greyson to have a sibling, and so excited for another child to love, and yet, at the same time, I feel fiercely jealous for my son, for the attention that I know will and has to shift, for the changes to his world, his life, his days. I feel torn in half and the new baby has yet to arrive. I’m sure every mother out there has felt this exact same way, and I know that it will all work out and that we’ll develop and grow into a family of four and we’ll wonder what we ever did with out baby #2, but for now, in my head I just have such a hard time putting it all together.

So for now, I hold on extra tight, I read the 2nd and 3rd and 15th extra story, I rock a little longer, make more time to just cuddle and hope that when our worlds are turned upside down in just a few short months, that we’ll be able to figure it out.

A letter to baby...

Dear Baby,

Hi baby bean, it’s me mommy. Listen, I love you a ton, more than you’ll ever know, and I know that seems crazy as we haven’t met yet and you’re just this tiny little being floating happily along inside me, but I do, I truly do love you so very much. So when mommy says that you need to cut this morning sickness stuff out, like now, it’s said with lots and lots of love, ok? Seriously though kid, I’d hate for you to have to spend you first weeks in the big world in time out, and if you don’t let mommy have one day, heck, even one hour of nausea free life soon, well, let’s just say we’ve got a naughty chair all picked out for you.

Love,
Your Mommy.

Yes, I’m still fighting morning (all day) sickness. Truthfully… it’s better, but better doesn’t really count when you’re down to 22.5 hours a day of feeling sick from 24. I feel like such an ungrateful slug for complaining, at least I’m pregnant, I know. Trust me; I want to be that happy, I want to feel great and be glowing and doing pre-natal Pilates and yoga. I’d love to be that mom, but it’s just not happening yet. I’m sick, I’m nauseous, and not just a little, it’s this constant, I’m going to loose it feeling. I feel like I’m choking all day long, I’m hot and then cold, clammy and dizzy, smells bother me, movement bothers me, even sound bothers me. All in all, I’m just a real joy to be around!! The funny part is even with all this complaining, griping, moaning and bellyaching… I’m so freaking happy!! It’s a funny thing pregnancy, I’ve never been so miserably happy in my life.