Thursday, December 20, 2007
Monday, December 17, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
He found the Reindeer pretty interesting though.
All in all, Jack found his first taste of Christmas exhausting.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
That's just an obligatory picture of Jack for you all. More about me. Sorry. Two bad days of eating, yesterday... luna bar, for breakfast, some pistachios for a snack, for lunch then a 1/4 cheeseburger, then some chicken stir fry for my first dinner, then some more meatball casserole for my second dinner. Then carrot cake.
Today, no breakfast, lunch more meatball casserole, dinner BBQ sandwich and a pumpkin pie blizzard, nighttime snack milk and 3 graham crackers.
I'm not beating myself up to badly because it has been two stressful days ... it felt like two house showings, but it was really only one because of a scheduling mix-up.
I went to a Christian bookstore tonight and it was very helpful. It helped calm me and reminded me that God is in control. And to think I was just looking for a gift for someone. It goes to show you that God finds you, when you need him.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Breakfast 2 poptarts and diet coke
lunch ham sandwich and milk
dinner meatball casserole concoction
carrot cake and glass of milk
(This was actually a pretty good day for me.)
Hopefully I'll soon be able to add some excercise, but not tonight, I've got to continue cleaning.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
I've been feeling a little anxious lately with all the uncertainties with our home. It was hard to decide to move, but once we made the decision I was ready to get to it. (I can't tell you how many times I'm trying to find something only to remember I've packed it.) I was excited about Bob and I picking out a home together. Sell, sell, sell, is the bitter mantra I find myself chanting.
Well, I had better go, Jack's taking a nap on our bed. I'd like to watch him a little bit more before I really get him ready to go to sleep for the night.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Monday, November 5, 2007
Then this guy started talking about all these buildings. That made me think I wouldn't mind being in a building eating something. So I did what all self-respecting babies do at these moments, I demanded food. Then I fell asleep.
When I woke up I wasn't sure where I was. Chicago is a big place and my parents took me all over that city. I never knew where I was going to wake up. In fact, each morning I woke up in my cousin Drake's kitchen...that threw me a little, but Mom and Dad were always in the next room, so it wasn't that different from home.
One thing I really liked was the Lincoln Park Zoo. Among the highlights were the African Wild Dogs,which reminded me of my doggies, Buddy and Shamus. I also liked the big fish tank with a lot of fish eating lettuce. Here Dad and I are finding out what it's like to be an ant tunneling through the ground. Isn't my Dad fun?
Chicago has so many things to offer, but I would be remiss if I didn't t mention the Art. Even in a tourist trap like Navy Pier we were able to elevate ourselves by taking in an exhibit of stained glass...it reminded me a little of church, but at the Pier nobody really cared if I squealed with glee.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
After a flurry of weekend, it came to a close with another Birthday celebration. Or rather three. We celebrated Chance's, Isaac's and Great-Grandma Lewis's Birthdays on Sunday night. We even made Isaac wear the crown.
It was great fun, but I'm really not looking forward to celebrating Jack's first birthday. I'm already wondering where my little baby has gone.
I think that's the part of motherhood I was least prepared for --- the overwhelming certainty that time is indeed fleeting. Sure, in recent years I've seen the furrow in my brow grow a little deeper and I don't even want to talk about those gray hairs I'm finding. That's just getting older, but a child makes you really realize that there's no capturing his smile or the warmth you feel when he falls asleep on your chest. I think Jack has taught me the meaning of the word bittersweet ... and he can't even speak yet.