The Last Days

2 weeks. 14 days. 336 hours. Till our little family of four becomes a family of 5. This little drama queen has given us a roller coaster pregnancy. I have had more ultrasounds with this one baby than I have had with my others combined, then doubled. NINE ultrasounds. All leading me to conclude that we have a little diva. She has been diagnosed then 'un-diagnosed' with intra-uterine growth restriction four times since 27 weeks. Yesterday she was given a clean bill of growth, or at least maintaining her growth, and I was given the all clear to go until 39 weeks and then the induction will happen. In two weeks. At 6 AM.

There is much to be done. I am crazy when I nest. Like, really crazy. Like, scrub the baseboards, clean the grout, sanitize every surface with my shark steamer, organize every possible closet, container, cupboard kinda crazy. Poor Nash has been banished to the outside, because I can't hack the dog hair, and craigslist has been my ever valiant friend in helping me de-clutter.

The kids summer has revolved around this craziness, with pool time, craft camps, and classes thrown in. Liam is in gymnastics. Zoey in ballet and tap. Liam has a crush on his teacher, Miss Brooke. It is very cute to see him shamelessly flirt with an 18 year old. Zoey is bored in her class and wants to switch back to gymnastics. So much for the $55 I spent on ballet and tap shoes. Both kids are very excited to meet their new baby sister.

obligatory photos of the children

Liam being Liam, and Zoey on vault at her 'parent night'

for gymnastics

My very dear friend Kristine threw me a baby shower last Saturday. A surprise shower. It was so awesome. Everyone pitched in and gave me the last thing I needed. A stroller. Not just any stroller, but THE stroller. The Maclaren techno xlr. I have the best friends a girl could ask for.

These are the last days...

iFamily

Lazy Sunday afternoons are the best.

Stick

Back in March we went to Zilker Park Botanical Gardens for a garden show. I bought many plants, all of which are thriving in various pots and planters around the house. I am most proud of my Plumeria start, or as Damon calls it, 'Stick'.

Every few days I get an update on how my 'Stick' is doing. "Hey!! Your 'Stick' is growing!!" or some variant of the thought. Makes me irritated. I usually tell him to shut it. Today, he asks, "So if I go into the empty lot next door and pick out a stick and put it in a pot, will it grow?" I tried to be irritated, but ended up just cracking up laughing. Through the laughter I tried to be upset and with out thinking said, "Its called a stick!! Not a plumeria!"

Many laughs were had, and my poor plumeria start will forever be known as "Stick".

It felt so good to laugh.

Can’t contain it…

If you have been living under a rock and haven't seen this blog, you really should check it out.

Can’t contain it…

mac daddy

I am blogging from my mothers day present. A brand spankin' new iMac. I'm so happy I think I might explode!!!

Projects for Purplicious

I was out grocery shopping this week at Whole Foods, and I found the most BEAUTIFUL peonies. Pink peonies. Marco lens perfect. Perfect for a little art project for my purplicious girls room.

I am so thrilled.

Easters

The spoils of the egg hunt Saturday morning.

Easter Sunday Best.



After the egg hunt

This is Vivian. I love her. I love to photograph her. We had Easter dinner with her and her family, who we think are pretty awesome too.

We had a wonderful weekend filled with time with friends, beautiful music, and reflecting on our Savior, and the miracle He is for the World.