Growing up...

Nope not talking about Bear. I am talking about myself. This last weekend I gave up the last little bit of wild and craziness I was holding onto. I let go of my childhood. I said goodbye to the past. I am moving on. Moving forward. Gone are the days of letting down my hair, taking the top off(the Jeep) and feeling free. Yes that is right. I gave up the Jeep. The Wrangler. My baby. The one I was going to pass onto my children and they were going to pass onto their children. If you don't know, or can't tell by this post. I LOVED that Jeep. And probably not in a healthy owner/car way. That Jeep was my baby. I had so much fun in that Jeep. Nothing but good memories. Memories of driving up and down the coast of Cali with the top and doors off, wind blowing in my hair, blasting music, headed to the beach to get sun-burned. Even while here, I could take the top off and feel so young and so free and have so much fun. No matter what kind of a mood I was in, I could get in that Jeep and just instantly smile. I took her into town last week to get some work done on her tires and Bear got to ride in her for the first time. He is my son. He fell in love immediatly. He started saying "Jeep ride!" Every time we walked past the Jeep, he would get so upset that we weren't going on a "Jeep ride." Good-bye is the Jeep wave. I teared up on that drive every time I passed another Jeep. Never again will I be able to flash the peace sign to oncoming Jeeps.

So she is gone. Well not gone yet, she is still sitting in my driveway, but essentially she is gone. Money borrowed against her so that I could grow up and get a "family car." No not a mini-van. *Snort* I am not that grown-up yet. Maybe when I am in my 40's. I have 2 friends that just bought mini-vans. And even though we have done everything else together since I have known them, including having boys and then exactly 2 years later, getting pregnant and having girls, I drew the line there. I thought about it, I must admit. I even looked at one. I let Bear sit in one. However I cannot see myself in a mini van. It makes me giggle. So I bought what only made sense in my mind; a grown-up version of the Jeep. A Jeep Commander. The top doesn't come off, but it has a sun roof and then two little sky lights over the kids seats. It really is beautiful and the most graceful way I have found for myself to embrace mommyhood and a growing family.

Irish Toasts!

With St. Patricks day just around the corner, I thought it would be fun to share some Irish toasts. I will not be able to drink green beer and recite these this year, so if you can, have one for me! Enjoy:


May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven
half an hour before the devil knows you're dead.


Here's to me, and here's to you,
And here's to love and laughter-
I'll be true as long as you,
And not one moment after.


Here's to you and yours
And to mine and ours.
And if mine and ours
Ever come across to you and yours,
I hope you and yours will do
As much for mine and ours
As mine and ours have done
For you and yours!

Here's a toast to your enemies' enemies!


When we drink, we get drunk.
When we get drunk, we fall asleep.
When we fall asleep, we commit no sin.
When we commit no sin, we go to heaven.
So, let's all get drunk, and go to heaven!

Here's to a long life and a merry one.
A quick death and an easy one.
A pretty girl and an honest one.
A cold pint-- and another one!


Here's to being single...
Drinking doubles...
And seeing triple!


I drink to your health when I'm with you,
I drink to your health when I'm alone,
I drink to your health so often,
I'm starting to worry about my own!


Always remember to forget
The troubles that passed away.
But never forget to remember
The blessings that come each day.

May you have the hindsight to know where you've been,
The foresight to know where you are going,
And the insight to know when you have gone too far.


May those that love us, love us.
And those that don’t love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if he doesn’t turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we’ll know them by their limping.


To live above with the Saints we love,
Ah, that is the purest glory.
To live below with the Saints we know,
Ah, that is another story!

Happy St Patricks Day!

Lazy

Tela's ottoman is about 5 feet from her food and water bowl. Today she decided that getting off her throne to walk that distance(her body length) was too much work. She moved her food stand over right next to her bed so that she could lay on her bed, stick her face over the side and eat and drink at her leisure. If she could speak, she would probably ask for me to feed her by hand.

Second verse, same as the first

I had my monthly checkup this morning. I am 27 weeks along and growing nicely. Maybe a little too nicely. I had gained 4 lbs as of the last visit. This last month I gained 10lbs. I did this with Bear too. I did not gain one pound with him until my 5th month and then I packed on 60 pounds the last 4 months. I am afraid that it is going to happen again this time. I don't understand. I don't eat too terribly. I am not as careful as I was with Bear. I counted everything with him. How much protein I ate, how much sugar I ate. This time I am a little more lax, and have endulged a little bit this time. But I haven't gone wild with the sugar. I guess this is just the way my body works. Wait until the last minute and then pack it all on.
Lady Bug's heart beat was good. It was 146 bpm. We have another ultrasound in a couple weeks scheduled to check up on some stuff they saw in her last ultrasound, so please keep that in your prayers that everything will look fine. And then at the end of the month we have her 4-D ultrasound scheduled. I am excited about that and will be posting her pictures soon thereafter. Maybe even part of the video if I can figure that out.

My Tela

Like a bird

I don't remember it being this early with Bear. I thought I had another month or two before it hit. I thought wrong. I am talking about nesting.
This morning I woke up at 430am with the idea in my head to change around all of the furniture in my bedroom. I could not go back to sleep I was thinking so intently. I had to stop myself from getting out of bed and getting a tape measure to see how things would fit differently. I had to fight the urge to get up and turn on the light and bust out my note pad and start making detailed drawings of ideas. I held out until 6am. I moved all of the furniture around. I vacuumed under everything. I used all the attachments on my vacuum. I vacuumed my mattress and box spring. I got out the pledge and cleaned every inch of that bed. I cleaned the floor board around my entire room. I cleaned and ironed all of my bedding. And I got all of that done before 10am. (And just so I don't get yelled at, I have this special kind of furniture that is super light so I didn't have to strain.) Actually, the stuff was like pushing around boulders, but I am strong like an ox! :)
I then moved onto the office. I had emptied out the desk a couple weeks ago and so I broke that down and made nice neat piles of wood to take to the dump. Then I thought it would be a good idea to go to the dump tomorrow. I went around my entire house inside and out gathering things to go to the dump. Bears little table and chair set that Duke kindly used as a chew toy, and the screen door that Duke and Bear demolished. I took that down, filled in the holes with wood filler and sanded that down. One day I will paint it. I then cleaned every window in my house. I am in a mood to tackle. I would go out and wash the cars, but it is still a little cold for that yet.
So if you need something done around your house, just give me a call. I am in the mood to get stuff done!

The Sit

Apparently I did this when I was the same age. He just started doing it today on his own. Must be in the genes.