We got the call at 4am. Husband rolled over and smiled, “It’s GO-TIME!” We scrambled out of bed and ran around with 4am excitement ruling everything we did. For the most part we got everything in the car that was meant to come with us, then off we went into a dark, foggy driving rain. …
Future Baby
Waiting for FB in this world, as he continues to grow in his, is akin to having one foot in Oklahoma and one in Texas; there’s a part of me in each state. Isn’t it true? When we were pregnant with our own children, this balance was pronounced in the last days of pregnancy. Not …
Friday I was jumpy and fidgety and holy hell cray cray as some of you say (fine, as I say). I needed a run desperately. Husband even called me mid-morning: You’re gonna go run, right? Meh. I wasn’t feeling it, which I can tell you is unusual. Then, I thought of Husband and how he …
Dear FB, You would do well to listen to your elders. This world can be tough, but those who have gone before you have words of wisdom to ease your way. Don’t Be Boring! Thank Robert Frost! Dance! Create Something That Will Make The World Awesome! Play Ball! And other stuff… Love, Us …
Let me tell y’all that I’m feeling the excitement grow as FB* dives lower and Momma starts peculating. No. Nothing, as in active labor, is happening right now, but it could happen in under a week. I have the 29th in the baby-pool, but Girl needs to get to the 31st, for school purposes. ON …
I can’t get out of my mind how Boy and Mrs. Boy must be feeling as they round third to FB’s due date. All the emotions prior to Boy’s birth have settled in my bones these last few weeks. They appear in moments of quiet. They shout YES! when I get an update from Boy. …
I checked my email first thing this morning and BAM! there in my in-box, from Mrs. Girl, were instructions on how to get to the hospital when the time comes for FB* to be born. It gave me a thrill. This thing is gettin’ real, y’all. Not that it isn’t already, but you know how …
NOOOOOOOOoooooo! This was my internal reaction when Boy casually told me of his future plans to move out-of-state -someday- and take my future grandchild with him. NOOOOOOOOOOoooooo! My outward reaction was a bit more muted, but nevertheless sad/disappointed/and starting the grieving process. It’s bad enough that Boy and Mrs. Boy live 4.5 hours away, but …