05.31.2007 | 7:10 pm | Daily Life
I’m still a busy bee lately. I can’t believe how much I’ve been getting done these weeks. I do keep wondering why I didn’t do most of this stuff before I was pregnant, though! I guess knowing the baby is coming—and knowing from experience that once he does come, nothing will get done for the first few months except straight survival—has lit a fire under my booty.
So far, I’m thrilled to announce that I have now finished painting the inside of the house! Every single surface (except the kitchen cabinets–but they’re coming soon) in our house has now been covered in fresh new paint! YAY!
A couple of weeks ago, I got a crazy notion that now we needed to put a 2nd coat of paint on the outside of the house, since it’s been 2 years since I painted the exterior, and the FL sun & heat do take quite a toll on exterior paint. So we’ve been busy doing that; two sides of the house now have a fresh, new coat of paint. However, the other two sides will have to wait a few weeks, because…
We’re getting our bathroom tiled this weekend! I’ve been waiting five years for this! For five years, I’ve looked at dingy, ugly, tacky-patterned linoleum on my bathroom floor. And now, thanks to my sweet husband for financing it, and also thanks to my generous FIL for doing the planning and probably most of the labor, I finally get to have the ceramic tile floor I’ve dreamed of all this time. My birthday is in 2 weeks, and I asked both Philip and FIL if I can have this as my gift…and they obliged!
Since we only have one bathroom, and since the toilet is going to be the first thing to be moved out of the bathroom, G and I are obviously going to stay somewhere else. We’re going to be staying with MIL & FIL until the project is finished. Philip will have to stay here to work, and also to help FIL. I was hoping to get to help, especially because I want to learn to tile, but unfortunately, my tummy has gotten quite cumbersome, and I’m not able to do a lot of repeated or prolonged squatting. Plus, not having a place to…um…”go” when I need to “go”, is a real problem, especially since I “go” every single hour! 
I’m hoping that while I’m at the IL’s house, I can finally get some much-needed rest. I really need to put my feet up and take it easy for a few days. Hopefully G will cooperate with me on that…
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05.27.2007 | 9:23 pm | Uncategorized, Infertility/Miscarriage
May27/28 was my due date for my previous pregnancy. 
I’m pretty sure that, had it lived, it would’ve been born sometime in the past few days. I wish it had, but I also accept that it wasn’t meant to be. That fact is a lot easier to accept, of course, since I have this new little one growing and apparently thriving inside of me right now. I’m sooo thankful that God gave me another baby and that I have that source of comfort as this date comes and goes. But of course, even knowing all that, I can never forget what I lost and the thoughts of what might’ve been.
I was thinking that we might actually bury it when its due date rolled around, but for some reason, I still don’t feel ready to let go. So, it still sits, safely wrapped and stored inside our freezer. I still take it out and look at it (through the plastic bag it’s in) every so often; I’m sure to lots of people that sounds crazy. Whenever I finally feel right about it, whenever I finally feel like I can let go of it, then we’ll bury it. But not until then, and I have no idea when that will be.
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05.18.2007 | 9:33 pm | Desmond
Look at my pregnancy ticker up there! I’m about to be 20 weeks, or in other words, half-way there! 
No, I am not ready! Not even close! Time is flying by, though, and I know from experience that the last half goes by much more quickly than the first half. As soon as I find out what I’m having (this Tuesday!), I’m going to get my booty down to Target and start registering for the stuff we’ll need. And then I need to talk someone into giving me a shower (hint hint to my local peeps who read this blog! 
). I, like a dolt, sold quite a few things that I should’ve kept—but at the time, I was absolutely sure I wouldn’t have another baby, and at the same time, we desperately needed money. The good thing is, I know that most of the stuff that 1st-time parents think they MUST have, is totally not needed. This time I only need a few necessities, but they do add up and it’s definitely not easy to come up with them on our own.
So, Tuesday is the big day, and I’ll be sure to come post ASAP when I get back from the appointment. In the meantime, think very BLUE thoughts for us, please!
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05.18.2007 | 9:16 pm | Uncategorized, Memes
I’ve been interviewed by Emery, one of my favorite bloggers. 
If you want to be interviewed by me, details follow my interview questions.
1. If you could ask God one question, what would it be?
Why is TBN allowed to do what they do?
…Okay, seriously. I’d ask what happens to people who never hear about Jesus and therefore never even have a chance to either accept him or reject him? e.g., people in countries like North Korea, indigenous people, etc.
2. What did you want to be when you were a little girl?
I really, really wanted to be a stay-at-home mom. Really, that was my ambition & it’s all I ever wanted.
3. Favorite scent?
Freshly cut grass. It always brings such memories of childhood summers!
4. The last song that made you cry?
“Child of Mine” by Carole King (see previous post).
5. If you could live ANYWHERE, where would it be and why?
Right here where we live now. At least, in the same town—not this same house/neighborhood. A bigger house in a nice quiet neighborhood with a couple of acres between neighbors.
I’ve lived in other states and other towns, and while it was certainly interesting to live other places—and I think everyone should live somewhere far from home at least once—I wanted to be able to settle down back in the area in which I grew up. It’s just good here.
Thanks for the interview, Emery!
If you’d like to be interviewed on your own blog, leave a comment and I’ll send you 5 interview questions. (If I don’t have your email, just click on my “email me” link and send me your interview request!)
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05.16.2007 | 10:42 am | Uncategorized, Daily Life, Gray Matters, Philip
Mother’s Day was awesome. G woke up and ran to me, giving me hug after hug and kiss after kiss, and he said “Happy Mother’s Day” about a thousand times throughout the day.
We spent the entire afternoon & evening in town shopping. We needed several things for the recent bathroom upgrade, and I desperately needed some maternity shorts. I have no shorts to wear other than a couple of pairs of jogging & lounge shorts—I need some for going out & about! Maternity clothes are weird; they rarely fit me regardless of size, so I’m always lucky to find anything that works for me. I actually found one pair of jean shorts that fit really well (with room to grow), at Old Navy, but they were $23! Twenty-three bucks for shorts I’ll wear for 4 months!? No, thank you! Even if I could afford that (I can’t), I wouldn’t pay that much. So, I am still shorts-less. As we left the store, I was complaining to Philip about the insane prices they charge for maternity clothes, and he went into a heady spiel about the demand not being high enough to counteract the cost of design & production…
Despite the shorts disappointment, it was a very fun day with the boys, and we had a nice dinner out together as well as a day spent shopping and just having fun with each other.
Anyway, here is my present, which is the entire reason for this post:
It made me cry! But I love it. The song is Carole King, and it’s absolutely beautiful; it sums up a lot of feelings I have for my little boy. It’s amazing to look back at him so tiny, and then watch him grow. Man, was he a fat little baby! I’d forgotten how extremely chubby he was. Breastmilk rules.
Thank you, Philip, for putting this together for me.
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05.7.2007 | 9:43 pm | Daily Life, Gray Matters
where I am! (don’t miss the sarcasm, please!)
I’m taking an unofficial break until I can get some things finished around here. Philip’s dad is coming next month (or possibly late this month) to help us tile our bathroom. In the meantime, I’ve been doing everything else that can be done in there beforehand:
Painting the ceiling
Painting the walls a sunny yellow
Replacing old electrical outlets & light switches with brand-new ones
Replacing the exhaust fan & a/c vent register
Painting both doors & their trim
Replacing old doorknobs & hinges with new, brushed metal ones
Installing a new shower rod
Installing new towel hooks
Not only have I been doing all that over the past week, but we also:
Removed our old dryer
I painted the alcove where they dryer had been
Bought and installed our brand-new dryer (which I LOOOOOVE!)
Replaced and/or cleaned all the old dryer ductwork
And, lastly, we:
Sanded and prepped the kitchen walls for painting in the very near future
Washed the exterior of the house
Sanded all the peeling paint areas so they can be primed & re-painted very soon
Whew! We’ve both been busy. And to top it off, I’ve managed to still set aside an hour each morning for G’s preschool lessons. We’re doing H this week, and number 7. We’re holding off on shapes & themes until I have all this painting & renovating behind me.
I want us to have the house completely “done” by the time this baby comes, and actually way beforehand—because after a couple more months, I’ll be too big to do a lot of this stuff, since most of it requires being able to crawl around at floor level for one reason or another. It was hard enough, with my little belly now (just starting to really show), to paint the bathroom last week. I was tottering around the floor, losing my balance and grunting while I tried to maneuver my paintbrush around the back & bottom of the toilet bowl…very comical, I’m sure…and very exhausting! So I know I won’t be good for much longer when it comes to this kind of physical work.
So there’s a quick, boring update on me & on us.
Oh! We told G Friday night that he’s going to have a baby brother or sister. He didn’t really seem to grasp it, but he did get that there is a baby in my tummy and he seems really interested.
One thing that’s been making me sad is that my lap is quickly getting smaller and smaller. How will I rock him every night before bed? It’s a sacred ritual left over from our nursing relationship that both of us insist on each night. I still have a long way to go before I can’t hold him anymore, and maybe some of my friends who’ve BTDT will even comment and tell me that it doesn’t get to a point where you can’t still hold your first baby.
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Quick update…still here, still busy.