Eden had her 2 year pictures taken last weekend in Huntley. Jane does such an awsome job of catching Eden as she discovers something. Narrowing it down to post only a few pics was a hard job! (If you want to see them all, email me and I'll send you the direct link.)
Eden, happy as usual.
The magic of wonderness......
Where would a child be without rocks, really?
In case anybody wants to know of the uneventful things in our life this past week:
The dishwasher had stopped dispensing soap, the clothes washer has stopped ringing out the clothes, the young plummer thinks the smell in the bathroom is the air freshener & the experienced one thinks it's the smell of soap. (This is still being voted on...) An entire days stack of mail has disappeared, the cradle sheets that I ordered are 6" too small, & my crocs shrunk in the heat, so I'm down to one pair of Birkenstocks until the replacement order gets sent (please allow 6-8 weeks for delivery).
Eden is back to stripping full time.
The doctor claims that I'm no where near delivering a baby. Thanks, doc.
Eden cried for AJ, Reilly & Lexi until Wednesday. When she wasn't screaming their name, she was wailing for reasons unknown to me. And since my Mom was out of town, I couldn't cry to her, so my hubbie had to hear my irrationality that Eden didn't like me any more. Now that it's 4:00 in the morning, I see how stupid I'm sure this sounded. And since he had just walked in the door from a funeral of a young man, I'm now also sure this was fairly petty.
I canned 11 pints of tomatoes.
We are a little closer to having a name, but not much. I say this only because we have ousted each other's lists to the point where we know what the child won't be named. (I'm trying to look at it from the positive).
From Thursday on, things improved around our house. Eden was in a better mood, therefore, Mommy was in a better mood. She still asks for AJ every day, though, which is really sweet and pitiful at the same time.
Friday, Finley (ambulance captain) & I took the ambulance up to the 1st home football game. His kids were stow-aways in the back and Al walked Eden up in the stroller. We all sat in the end zone eating popcorn and candy, kind of watching the game. I know our team lost, but we scored first, so that should count for something.
Before the race started on Sunday, we took our evening bike ride, contemplating what to order out for supper. On the way home, Samson got attacked by 2 unleashed dogs. I thought we could out run them, but alas, I was wrong. One of the dogs went smashing into the rear tire of my bike, sending me sailing sideways until I came to a full stop on the cement with Samson trying to protect himself and me from a 2 on 1 assault. Not wanting to let go of his leash, I was stuck between the bike and the pavement, with the dogs fighting on top of the bike, and subsequently, on top of me. I hollered like a mad woman, people came to watch & Al quickly rode back to me, parking Eden far enough away, got a hold of Samson, and yelled for the owners to get their dogs off his wife. (They, too, were watching). I'm sure it was only a minute long, but seemed to go on forever. I was so worried that Samson was getting eaten alive, but apparently, he held his own. I was doing my best to re-enact the fetal position, complete with a head tuck, so I missed the actual viewing.
After catching our breath in the middle of the road, we biked the rest of the way home. Me bleeding & bunged up, with a gaping hole in my maternity shorts (you know how hard it is to find comfortable maternity clothes?!?!?!), and my NEW bike more damaged than I thought. The back wheel doesn't really turn right anymore, and my handlebars are out of line. Not to mention the puncture wounds in my bike seat and real life rear end.
Lesson #1 from dog attack: 38 week pregnant women cannot out bike mean dogs.
Yes, I went to the hospital to get checked out. All is fine. I'm having contractions, but nothing too progressive.
We got home from the hospital at 11:00 p.m. and Al got a death notice at midnight, arriving back home somewhere in the later-early hours of this morning. So he got little to no sleep last night, while I slept in, as Eden had gone to somebody's house for the night. Now, it's 100 degrees this Labor Day, and I'm going upstairs to wrap Christmas presents.
Quote of the week:
I read recipes the same way I read science fiction.
I get to the end and I think, "well, that's not going to happen."
I read recipes the same way I read science fiction.
I get to the end and I think, "well, that's not going to happen."
1 comment:
I think you are right that Sarah and Eden would get along well. I see so much of Sarah in your stories of Eden. They could work together, Sarah is currently stripping too. There is so much attitude and expression in their eyes. The looks I get tell volumes on their own. I love to see how their little minds work. I especially love to watch her play by herself. I am amazed by her imagination. I hope your name hunt is going better. Do you still need ideas? I have a few more, but I must say my list is getting shorter. Do you think you are aiming for biblical, contemporary, traditional or odd? Or does it really just boil down to one that you can both agree on, no matter its origin! :-) It might help in my suggestions. Otherwise I'll just list them.
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