Thursday, August 12, 2010

Trip to the Mtns- Year 3






Here are a few pictures of our recent visit to the mountains.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Month 28





Dear Sena,
Clearly, I'm getting tardier and tardier with my posts. It has nothing to do with lack of inspiration or stories to tell, but more to do with the state of our household and life right now.. which I know is only going to get crazier.

You're quite aware that your baby sister is coming. You seem excited and also more attached to me lately, which is so sweet yet so hard when the tears come when mama has to go. I try and tell you that I'll always come back- and I will- but when the fat tears are rolling down your face, its hard to not just stay. And really that's all I want to do. Work, shmork, right?

Just this morning at your gymnastics class another mama asked you if you were having a baby brother or sister. You replied, "Baby sister." She then turned to me and asked me if we had any names yet (um, no, we named you just a few hours before we left the hospital!). Before I could reply, you replied for me, "baby sister's name is orange." Hmm.

The little person you've become brings me such joy and such laughter. Your father was trying to help you with dressing/undressing your dolls (your favorite thing to do), and you were frustrated that Rainbow Brite's clothes wouldn't come off. (You have Rainbow Brite, courtesy of Grandma Montana who clearly keeps WAY too much- these dolls were mine- and look like they are 25+ years old. Yikes.) Papa finally said to you, "Honey, I'm afraid they won't come off." You replied, "I'm afraid they will." Determined girl you are.

Adventures this last month include a trip to the mountains to celebrate mama and papa's birthdays, which was full of hiking (as much as a 31-week-pregnant mama can do), eating, ice cream, eating, and trying to play bocce ball. (Mama, these are heavy!) We had a wonderful visit, and you wowed everyone with your style.

We also went to the Boulder County Fair with Juli & Will. You both were mostly smitten with the tractors—nope, not the cows, sheep, goats, or chickens, but the tractors. Lesson learned.

I love you honey. I know there are a lot of changes underway, and I know that some of them will be quite difficult at first, but I love you more than you'll ever know. And I'll do my best to make everything as easy as possible for you.
love
mama