I keep coming here...

wanting to unload some of the things I have been thinking about, but I guess I am just not ready to spill my guts yet. Part of it is work related, and I don't want to say anything until everything is solidified. Part of it is spiritual, and I think I am still digesting. For now I will say that, particularly if you are a woman, and you are looking for a book to really make you think your relationship with God and what that means for your own self-esteem, give "The Apple You Were Fed"
a try.

I have been working on it for a few months...it is one of those books that is so full of thought provoking ideas, that I can't read very much of it at a time. It is kind of like a very rich dessert...if you have too much of it, it doesn't taste as good. Anyway, it is really making me think about myself and how my own feelings about myself reflect on my relationship with God. I am sure I will have more to say about it soon, but for now I am slowly enjoying my rich dessert and mentally preparing myself for the profound changes that are just around the bend.

As far as the family goes, we are all doing really well. I have been sick a lot this month, having a couple of really scary migraines with aura that I had never experienced before, along with a couple of sinus infections. Last weekend we capped off a lovely January with a whole round of stomach flu for the whole family. That was very rough, but Cory proved once again what a wonderful husband and father he is as he took care of Leila and I through our illnesses. He went so far as to sleep in Leila's bed with her and hold her little bucket for her when she was sick...it is no wonder that Daddy is her best friend.
Leila has been doing pretty well. She is very close to being potty trained, though for some reason lately she really resists sitting on the potty unless it is her idea. She doesn't have many accidents, but we aren't totally in the clear yet. I am sure that she will backslide some when her little sibling arrives too, but we really aren't in a big rush, so we shall see. Leila is also loving the TV a little too much. With the cold weather it is really hard to find things we can do, especially on the week nights when we really don't have a lot of time to spare either...that is when we end up watching the same repeated episodes of the Care Bears from our DVR. She LOVES the Care Bears.
Cory has been pretty busy with work. He essentially has two jobs right now, and one of them is a real challenge. Not only is it something that he isn't very familiar with, but it is a project that he inherited that was already over budget and over schedule. Not a great place to be. Hopefully that project will be all finished before the new baby arrives and he will be back down to one job!
We are all looking forward to Spring and more time outside, and enjoying getting to know our new baby.
I hope all is well with everyone out in cyberspace...stay warm! :)

Winter's one redeeming quality

The ability to SLED! Not that I can sled with this basketball I am carting around under my shirt. I was given picture duty. We went down by our church and Leila and Daddy took a few trips down the hill.








And of course, snow angels!

You might be surprised to hear this, but we actually did celebrate Christmas at our house. Yep. We even took some pictures. I might even post some someday.

So I was taking a quick look at my blog history and I realized that January is a notoriously low blogging month for me. There is a pretty good reason for that. If I spent as much time blogging in January as I do in the warmer months, no one would ever read it because all I would do is complain about the nasty weather and my hatred for old man winter.

I was looking through some old pictures on Facebook the other day and totally jonesing for a summer boating trip to Missouri (Which we are booked for again this summer, August 1st-8th, YEAH!) and I had a thought I wanted to blog about. I didn't actually get around to it, but the gist of it is that time goes by too quickly. One day you are looking at a newborn squishy faced baby girl who is only interested in eating, sleeping, and crying and then the next you are sitting next to a little girl on the couch when she tells you, "Actually Mommy, I would like macaroni and cheese, ok?"

Remember back when Leila was a fat faced little toddler with boy hair? yeah, me too and it makes me a little misty eyed to think about it today.
As this nasty cold front comes over us I am trying to remind myself that two months from now when I am holding my new little squishy baby this cold disgusting day will be nothing but a distant memory of what life used to be like.

Stay warm!

The post where all I do is complain.

I think that if you looked really closely, you would see steam coming out of my ears. I had some pretty big goals for today, and as I look around my house I am realizing how impossible it will be to accomplish what I was hoping for.
Two months remain before we add another person to our household and I don't have a clue where to put this person or any of the gazillion things that will no doubt come along with him/her.
Today I thought I would get my room cleaned and organized and my great room back in order after the holidays, and I am finding myself feeling totally overwhelmed. If you aren't familiar with my house, we have a great room and two bedrooms on the main level and family room and 3rd bedroom on the lower level.
Baby number two really has no place, he/she will be sleeping in our room, and the gear will be going into Leila's room. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry. There is no room left in the inn. My great room is really a toy room. There are toys everywhere. Leila's room...again, toys everywhere. Her closet and dress are stuffed with books/toys/clothes. No room for baby.
I am having a bad day, there isn't any doubt about that as I try to lug my fat pregnant self around and make sense of this cluttered mess, I am feeling totally out of control of my world. I can't even begin to think about labor, delivery, the fact my breech baby won't turn, or trying to recover and take care of a difficult toddler. I think the walls are closing in, maybe that is why it looks like the toys are taking over.