Monday Monday

It's only 0730 and I wish it was bedtime.

Rough morning. First, Ezra woke with a nightmare at 0430, and I am pretty certain he didn't go back to sleep. He joined our bed when Adam's alarm went off...but quickly started the grumps, instead of snuggling and falling back asleep.

After a good 45 minutes of "get back in your bed. No you may not jump up and down like that and scream. You may not say no to Mama. You may not say no to Daddy. I told you to get in your bed." I am exhausted. Even tag teaming with Daddy, which made it easier, still has worn me out.

We have ourselves a very sweet boy, and honestly these sort of events do not happen very often. But our sweetheart has both of our stubborn streak in spades. And sometimes we say things like Adam said this morning after a bit of calming had come over devil-toddler, "I know we shouldn't have, but if we had just given in at first, he would have been so much more cheerful all day." Which was nice of him to worry about me, since he gets to run off to work and not deal with the rest of the crumpled spirit and attitude of our cherub.
But, I am happy to report, when he finally collected his cool, he came out of bed saying "I sorry Mama, I sorry Daddy. I love you." Whoo. Sometimes you wonder as you're disciplining (especially when it's taking nearly an hour!) if it's really worth it. And, clearly manya folk can say it is, but it can be oh so hard! and did I mention exhausting? Will is a hard thing to break.

It is funny to me how in the space of an hour I can have such a completely different child, and yet it's hard for me to change my attitude to the day. He has probably already moved on, in fact, I know he has. He is talking with his toys in the bathtub, and cheerfully explaining to them what color they are and singing songs. I am tired, wishing I could have gotten just a half hour more sleep, and a coffee delivered to me. Thinking I could use a little of my own disciplining! Correcting my heart that this day does not have to be one that it started out as.

I better get the coffee on, and my Bible.
To Monday!

Oh, Baby

Just came back from what was supposed to be my 16 wk appointment last week. Turns out snow and ice and lack of power close the Dr's office. Thankfully, I was not due last week. I wonder what people who did go into labor did?! Maybe more home births than planned?
Anywho, so everything is looking great, I am even measuring a few days ahead of schedule, which means nothing, but it's nice to know that it isn't my imagination that makes me feel big already. Ha.

The heart-rate is in the 150's, which if I recall is a little more speedy than Ezra. My Mom said her boys had slower hearts than her girls, so maybe a girl? I have an instinct it's a girl, but I did with Ezra too, so, don't base your guess on me. My cravings have been much the same, fruits and veggies all the way, and bagels. Mmm, bagels.
I will be putting up the poll on the right side of the blog. Feel free to guess, it won't give you away if you're a secret reader ;) It's always a fun game to play. And by February 13th, we'll see if we need to invest in some pink, or re-do the blue.

THE Snow, That Will Not Go

We got some snow, and then we got more. And then I started to wonder if I was ever gonna get out alive. We are not exactly accustomed to snow of any real amount. Sure, every few years we get two inches at the most and try to sled and build pathetic snow men, and then just come inside and watch it melt as the afternoon progresses. But this snow, this snow was out to get us. The news kept saying it would be a record, but I always think when they say things like that, that it's mostly just the foothills and the mountains. I should have listened. Especially since the day we could get out of our driveway I didn't feel like going to the grocery store. Dumb.
The snow started Sunday, and was pretty. Except in the evening when it iced over. Apparently Adam nearly slid himself home and skipped church, but seeing as I was there already for choir, he thought it nice to be able to bring me home. Others I heard did a 180 and didn't even park. Like my Dad and sister. They slid through three stop lights and knew it wasn't gonna get warmer or easier so they skidded themselves home without even pulling into the church parking lot.
Monday and Tuesday the snow wasn't bad, and mostly had gone away around us. Just little patches of mini snowmen or what was left of them. Wednesday, we got the big snow. It didn't stop for hours, fluffy big snow flakes! Sticking to everything.
At first it was fun, I was thankful that Adam didn't have to go to work...I would have worried for him the whole time. Especially after watching the news and the words they kept saying, "treacherous, dangerous roads, accidents everywhere, road closures, trees falling onto highways." Not to mention this was all right after reading Hannah's article about driving! Yikes!
So, we made the best of it, we played Wii, until our bowling arms were aching. We made popcorn, and read stories, we watched movies and knit a little. And then, it seemed we'd done everything and nothing at the same time. 
The freezing rain came. Ew. I didn't get very many pictures, because I was tired of getting knee deep in snow (especially since I don't own snow boots) Thursday it looked like a skating rink on top of snow.  Ice coating every little thing, the branches so heavy with snow already did not take the ice too well. My willow in front is going to need some serious attention come spring, I am not sure how much will be salvageable. So we were home bound again. Thankfully, my parents are within walking distance, it also helps because Mom feeds us a lot, so we got to have a change of scenery and full tummy's even though we didn't have a car or groceries. I was supposed to work that night, but couldn't get my car out of the driveway, so instead I went in super early on Friday, though I still couldn't get my car out, my Mom's car was able to get out so I took her car and barely made it out of the neighborhood. I was thankful that I was the only vehicle on the road at 2:15 in the morning, otherwise it might have been an ugly version of bumper cars. On the way into work I was just marveling at the trees that looked like someone went chainsaw happy without any direction. Limbs across the road, trees snapped to relieve the ice/snow bearing branches. Later that day it started warming and raining, and so the roads, though wet like little rivers, were very drive-able, and Adam was able to get the car out of the driveway for the first time. We went grocery shopping just in case it wasn't through.
Today we have lots of snow around, the field across the street is still a blanket of snow, most of our yard looks like winter will never leave. I'm just glad that I now can, even if I have nowhere to be, not being able to kinda made me feel a little stir crazy.

Behind the times

I do think to blog, and then I get wrapped up in playing blocks, or connecting trains together. And to be perfectly honest, I am much better at those things than writing, so in short, you're welcome.

I sometimes struggle with blogging because of all the things that I don't do. I do not create out of thin air adorable little giraffes like my sister. Did you click on it? Do. He's ridiculously cute. My humor is not all that funny. I don't make extravagant meals, mostly because I am pregnant and cooking is like my leastest favorite thing on the planet whilst being so, though I do like eating a great deal. My child isn't a super star, doing amazing feats of pure genius that insist on my bragging his adorableness. Though, everyday I thank the GOOD Lord for such a happy wonderful child and the privilege to raise him. He isn't doing much of new things, like when he was first around every tooth and smile, every new venture of rolling over to crawling was a huge change. But toddlerhood, though he is growing and talking a great deal more and more everyday, doesn't pose the same excitement for blog fodder. Or maybe the new Mom grin is wearing off? And let's be honest, y'all won't be that impressed to know he can now put on his boots himself, and enjoys putting away the laundry, pushing the dryer button, and starting the dishwasher.

Suppose I should clarify that I don't mean to say that I blog for others, because, truly I do not. It is a hobby, however bad at it I may be. It's a somewhat good record of the big things, and a glimpse into what day to day is like.  There have been days lately when I have felt like giving this ol' blog up. Who reads it anyways?! Do I even go back and read it? But for now, I'll keep it up, and maybe it'll fall into disrepair and will need to TLC, and maybe that'll be soon. Just not yet. Now I will post every so often and try my best to not get kicked off of Blogger. (not sure you can do that, or that I am that bad about blogging)

Guess this just means don't hold your breath for amazing posts, or adorable photos, or fancy creations, or hilarious kid stories. At least not here. This is just gonna have to be your average everyday life stuff. 

Resolutions

I have never been one for resolutions, I have never ever been able to keep them. And then it feels a lot like letting oneself down for no real reason than you said to yourself you were gonna do it. I suppose I could put one on there I know will happen. Have this baby.
There ya go, that'll be easy. You know what I mean, not easy, but accomplish-able.
Anyways, I do love the start of a new year though. There are so many things of a fresh start, even a fresh month! Sometimes it just makes you feel better to turn the calender. Hey, even a new morning, it's a very good thing the Lord gives us rest, and refreshment. Even if that is just a few short hours of shut eye each night to re-boot the system. Praise Him.
This year, as I mentioned last post, we started off with a heavy list and a can-do attitude, which are very helpful to have at the same time. Ha. And let me tell you, we stayed up late last night watching a movie with my family, and so we didn't exactly spring outta bed. But you know what? My house was still spotless, minus the popcorn on the floor in the basement. Thank you verymuch Ezra. And so, in a way my goal (in general!) of keeping my life organized and being on top of the house, well, it makes a less guilty feeling tired laid back morning.
This year is already shaping up to be pretty spectacular, or dare I say sparkling?

Excuses

Well, I mean there's the really big one, that's only 3 inches long and life draining. But truly, I am excited about getting fat and not being able to put on my skinny jeans. Crazy how quickly I am getting the bump this time around.
But the real reason for absence is this nugget:

I know! Right?
Well he is a "high needs" baby, which means we all got turns holding and snuggling and trying our bestest to give his Mama a break.
Christmas in a nutshell, was less crazy than usual. Sadly, Adam's sister and her little family weren't able to make it out this year, and so that gave us less tug of war between the two sisters that come from out of town. There is so much pressure to not miss out on the festivities, and yet we can only be in one place at one time. Such is the life of having married someone with family in town. I must say, it is far better than having to travel for Christmas, or any other holiday for that matter, so I am not gonna complain.
New years. Welp, we started with a pre-game get the house in order before we go bonkers on Saturday. And boy howdy did that feel good. People, I even soaked and scrubbed my stove knobs. So, it was productive and fun, and we went to bed EARLY (as in like 11 or 1030 and not midnight) because we're losers and church the next morning at 8am sounded to me like a crab-fest. We heard there was fun had, but I am certain, especially after spending the sabbath with my cousin and her little family that it would have been a bad bad plan.
Today, we're slammin' through the rest of the list, minus the bagel date we had with the Whaley's for lunch.
Got my tiny clothes put up in the attic, and my whale clothes in place for as I need them, truckin' through the laundry pile, and even attacking another closet. AND blogging. Whoo, I think I need a pat on the back over here.

So, I know Adam usually does a year end re-cap, but he's in go mode today, so I'm not even gonna mention it. No interrupting the mojo. Nope nope.
For now, a Happy New year, and may 2012 be filled with joy and hope for you and yours. I'm off to mop, while the napping is still a happenin'!

Merry Christmas~

As many of you have heard by now, we got the best Christmas gift of all. Though we've known for awhile, we couldn't waste a good holiday to announce. Especially since 3 years ago today was when we informed everyone that "Chuck" aka Ezra was on his way.

One of the best parts was finding out one of my best friends (and cousin) was also adding to their fold. These boys love each other the mostest, I can't wait for them to go through big brotherhood together.
So this Christmas we're looking forward to fireworks, and if this baby is like their brother, two days early will make a national holiday and a big bang of a celebration for a birthday.