I think the most humorous hypocrisy in my life is that I check other friends' blogs and think,
Ugh, why hasn't she posted today?! It's been almost a week!
And here I am, letting weeks and weeks go by without a post. It's just kind of funny.
I've had a lot on my mind lately, probably because I've had a lot of time to think. Since I'm sitting around being totally sick with child. I don't remember my other pregnancies being like this at all, so at the same time I'm miserable and hopeful... I won't jinx it, but heavens it would be nice to have a girl. (wink, wink) And while I've been sitting around feeling like gum on the bottom of a shoe, nothing has been accomplished. Not in the bathroom, the kids' rooms, the laundry room, or the kitchen. And certainly not in the master bedroom.
Tonight Adam remarked that he "couldn't remember our house ever looking so bad." He even commented the other day that I should look into hiring a housekeeper. And he wasn't joking.
And tonight he also informed me that he is "utterly and totally sick of pizza." He then requested that the next time I don't make dinner, "please don't let Papa John make it instead." Suggestion taken.
But, the good news is that we got the first ultrasound, and this little bean has a heartbeat! So it's real after all -- there is a little person coming to our home. (Heaven help us.) The bad news is that I can't use the doctor I want -- some sort of insurance snafu. It makes me sad because he delivered Nate, and is such an amazing doctor, and someone I actually trust. But it doesn't make me sad enough to pay 50% of our delivery bill (c-sections aren't cheap) so a-doctor-huntin' we will go. If you know anyone that works for the Baylor system, speaks English, and won't call my lady-parts "vajayjay" -- let me know.
Nate requests Michael Jackson's Thriller each morning on the way to school. Just thought you'd be interested in that little tidbit.
Work has been busy for me, even though I've really limited the number of clients I'm taking this year. September thru November is very, very busy in the world of Family Portraiture, and so my busy season is in full swing. I have tried to be realistic about what I can and cannot do, since I can barely get a load of laundry done and realize that the likelihood of doing five sessions a week (which is about what I did last year at this time) is low. But I've had some amazing clients return this year and it's so fun to get to do something that I love so much. And I'm much better at photography than laundry. That is a fact.
Um, so other than no housework being done, feeling crappy all day long whether I eat or not, and wanting to sell Aidan on the black market every day -- I'd say I'm living the dream.
I did get the chance to see some of my favorite friends the other night, when my sweet friend Julie came back to town for a visit. It was like manna to my soul to be with four other women, in a fabulous Mexican restaurant, ignoring my cell phone. I also realized that all five of us are "Med Wives" who put our husbands through med school/residency... and it was so nice to sit around a table with women who get it. They get why I have to implement coping mechanisms to deal with the stress of my husband's job and career. They get why we don't have any extra money, even though he's a "doctor." They get why adjustments have to be made, and schedules have to be flexible, and plans have to be canceled last-minute. Sometimes I really miss that true empathy in my other friendships, and not through any fault of any of my other friends -- it's just that it's nice to be understood sometimes without having to explain anything. It's a blessing to have those women in my life. Anyway. Thanks, Julie, for giving us all a reason to get together. Come home soon.
Tonight I took the boys to pick out pumpkins. Hello, could I be any more last-minute??! On the way there, we rear-ended someone. It was my first accident in nearly ten years. I tried not to let it get to me, and just enjoy being with my little rascals. I think we got some cute pumpkins and I'm excited to carve them!
Oh, I love my boys so much. Even when I feel like selling them to the highest bidder. I do realize that I'm lucky to have them, and I'm even more lucky that they don't run away.
So, an updated post that was totally random! And you thought your day couldn't get any better. You're welcome!
Ugh, why hasn't she posted today?! It's been almost a week!
And here I am, letting weeks and weeks go by without a post. It's just kind of funny.
I've had a lot on my mind lately, probably because I've had a lot of time to think. Since I'm sitting around being totally sick with child. I don't remember my other pregnancies being like this at all, so at the same time I'm miserable and hopeful... I won't jinx it, but heavens it would be nice to have a girl. (wink, wink) And while I've been sitting around feeling like gum on the bottom of a shoe, nothing has been accomplished. Not in the bathroom, the kids' rooms, the laundry room, or the kitchen. And certainly not in the master bedroom.
Tonight Adam remarked that he "couldn't remember our house ever looking so bad." He even commented the other day that I should look into hiring a housekeeper. And he wasn't joking.
And tonight he also informed me that he is "utterly and totally sick of pizza." He then requested that the next time I don't make dinner, "please don't let Papa John make it instead." Suggestion taken.
But, the good news is that we got the first ultrasound, and this little bean has a heartbeat! So it's real after all -- there is a little person coming to our home. (Heaven help us.) The bad news is that I can't use the doctor I want -- some sort of insurance snafu. It makes me sad because he delivered Nate, and is such an amazing doctor, and someone I actually trust. But it doesn't make me sad enough to pay 50% of our delivery bill (c-sections aren't cheap) so a-doctor-huntin' we will go. If you know anyone that works for the Baylor system, speaks English, and won't call my lady-parts "vajayjay" -- let me know.
Nate requests Michael Jackson's Thriller each morning on the way to school. Just thought you'd be interested in that little tidbit.
Work has been busy for me, even though I've really limited the number of clients I'm taking this year. September thru November is very, very busy in the world of Family Portraiture, and so my busy season is in full swing. I have tried to be realistic about what I can and cannot do, since I can barely get a load of laundry done and realize that the likelihood of doing five sessions a week (which is about what I did last year at this time) is low. But I've had some amazing clients return this year and it's so fun to get to do something that I love so much. And I'm much better at photography than laundry. That is a fact.
Um, so other than no housework being done, feeling crappy all day long whether I eat or not, and wanting to sell Aidan on the black market every day -- I'd say I'm living the dream.
I did get the chance to see some of my favorite friends the other night, when my sweet friend Julie came back to town for a visit. It was like manna to my soul to be with four other women, in a fabulous Mexican restaurant, ignoring my cell phone. I also realized that all five of us are "Med Wives" who put our husbands through med school/residency... and it was so nice to sit around a table with women who get it. They get why I have to implement coping mechanisms to deal with the stress of my husband's job and career. They get why we don't have any extra money, even though he's a "doctor." They get why adjustments have to be made, and schedules have to be flexible, and plans have to be canceled last-minute. Sometimes I really miss that true empathy in my other friendships, and not through any fault of any of my other friends -- it's just that it's nice to be understood sometimes without having to explain anything. It's a blessing to have those women in my life. Anyway. Thanks, Julie, for giving us all a reason to get together. Come home soon.
Tonight I took the boys to pick out pumpkins. Hello, could I be any more last-minute??! On the way there, we rear-ended someone. It was my first accident in nearly ten years. I tried not to let it get to me, and just enjoy being with my little rascals. I think we got some cute pumpkins and I'm excited to carve them!
Oh, I love my boys so much. Even when I feel like selling them to the highest bidder. I do realize that I'm lucky to have them, and I'm even more lucky that they don't run away.
So, an updated post that was totally random! And you thought your day couldn't get any better. You're welcome!
