Showing posts with label black and white. Show all posts
Showing posts with label black and white. Show all posts

Friday, March 22, 2013

Half Way

Reaching 20 weeks or 'half way' in your pregnancy is always something to celebrate. 
It seemed to take for.ev.er. with my first born, but people told me that it would go by faster with the second child. I hoped they were right. I admit it, pregnancy isn't my favorite thing to go through. Some moms just love being pregnant, some really don't like it at all, and I'm in the middle. I love the thought of a precious little person growing, and sometimes it feels all 'romantic/surreal' to look in the mirror and see a little baby belly, and yes, being a mother and helping to grow a little person is very fulfilling. It makes me feel like I'm doing what I'm meant to do. But there are lots of things that aren't my cup of (raspberry leaf) tea. But I especially don't care for the weeks before say, the 18th. Around the 18th I start showing for sure, my morning sickness is totally gone, I can feel my baby kick every day, I have enough energy to exercise and stay active, and the end doesn't seem all that far away. But 20 weeks is especially exciting.


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 I'm looking forward to the next half...well most of it. 

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Great Grandpa and Evin

Once again I need your help.
I need you to tell me what image you think I should print for a gift to Evin's Great Grandpa.


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My Grandpa, Evin's Great Grandpa is one of the most amazing men I know. For real.
I can't even count how many people have come up to me and said they want to be just like him and my Grandma when they get older.
They have the most beautiful relationship a married couple could have, in my humble opinion.
He loves her, and cherishes her in every sense of the word.
She adores and respects him. He's her hero.
When he talks my Grandma looks at him like she is still totally smitten with him. 
He is getting older and it's hard for everyone to watch the athlete and hard worker changing, the coach and father losing his memory, and the soldier getting disoriented.
Back in the day, (which wasn't so long ago) he
did the dishes for his wife every night, he bought special gifts for her for the 12 days of Christmas every year, he helped her garden on the summer evenings, he drove her around everywhere so she didn't have to, he always opened the car door for her, he never complained about the "health food" he was asked to eat, he wrote her a love note every single day of their 50+ years of marriage!
And the list goes on and on.
I'm so glad Evin can spend time with him and I hope he has many more years to get to know such an amazing man.
And when I tell my son a beautiful story of true, sacrificial, love... it won't be from some storybook, it will be from my memory of his Great Grandparents.