Sunday, May 30, 2010
Thursday, November 6, 2008
A Terrible Storm
We knew Hurricane Ike would likely hit us, but we stayed anyway. We'd left for Hurricane Rita only to sit in the car (not moving) all day long...what had normally taken 30 minutes to drive ended up taking over 6 hours. NOT a fun day.
So, we decided to stay in town. Me, 8 & 1/2 months pregnant, Wynne and an almost 2 year old. We settled in for the storm and put Eliot to bed in her crib, where she stayed asleep even amidst all the swaying our house was doing and the noise of the storm. When we decided to go down to the 1st floor just in case we needed to climb into our safest closet, she woke up. We all tried to sleep, but no one did. It was the worst storm I've ever seen/heard/felt. We will not stay for a hurricane again. We were very lucky to sustain no real damage. We have pics of the small damage we did receive from Ike. Most of the fence is on our neighbor's property and we only have a small portion to repair. Unfortunately for us, most everyone around here and for many miles surrounding us will need fence (and other) repair, so we're not likely to get the fence repaired really soon.
I think it is so strange that we only got a few pictures of the damage, considering how I take so many pictures. But we did hightail it out of town pretty fast the day after the storm when we heard that the power might not be back on for 2 weeks!
So, we decided to stay in town. Me, 8 & 1/2 months pregnant, Wynne and an almost 2 year old. We settled in for the storm and put Eliot to bed in her crib, where she stayed asleep even amidst all the swaying our house was doing and the noise of the storm. When we decided to go down to the 1st floor just in case we needed to climb into our safest closet, she woke up. We all tried to sleep, but no one did. It was the worst storm I've ever seen/heard/felt. We will not stay for a hurricane again. We were very lucky to sustain no real damage. We have pics of the small damage we did receive from Ike. Most of the fence is on our neighbor's property and we only have a small portion to repair. Unfortunately for us, most everyone around here and for many miles surrounding us will need fence (and other) repair, so we're not likely to get the fence repaired really soon.
I think it is so strange that we only got a few pictures of the damage, considering how I take so many pictures. But we did hightail it out of town pretty fast the day after the storm when we heard that the power might not be back on for 2 weeks!
Friday, September 5, 2008
An Expanding Waistline
As we approach our due date for Baby Girl #2, my tummy continues to stretch to unbelievable proportions.
I remember a point about 10 weeks ago when I thought my belly button was going to actually pop out at that very moment. Still waiting for that to happen and still growing daily more amazed at how the body deals with carrying another body inside itself - even though I've already done this before. It is still amazing and magical and miraculous.
The Dr. doesn't think we will make it to our Halloween due date.
Do you think that means I will not only make it to my due date but possibly go over?
I am already dilated 1 cm and 70% effaced, so at this point we're focusing on keeping her IN the womb for at least another month, but after that she can come as soon as she wants!
I will admit that I'm already trying to squeeze as much enjoyment out of these last few weeks as I can...Eliot doesn't know that things are about to change dramatically, so I'm trying to take advantage of that for her. Somehow I feel simultaneously like I'm bestowing the most amazing gift upon her and ripping the rug out from underneath her feet.
Right now it's just me and Baby Girl (even though that just means when Eliot is sleeping).
While sometimes uncomfortable (ok, a lot uncomfy), it is such a joy that I feel all her kicks and hiccups and rolls and jabs.
All too soon she will not just be Wynne's and mine and God's but ours to share: a new citizen of the World for folks to coo over and want to hold.
I remember it well from the weeks following Eliot's birth: suddenly my tummy gets demoted from being such a cute and round temporary room for this baby, I won't be rubbing it like an over-sized bowling ball somehow thinking I could soothe the baby through all the layers of skin, muscle and organs...it wouldn't really be a good shelf for holding Eliot like it is now or even showing off my cute empire-waisted maternity tops. Well, as cute as maternity wear can be, anyway.
The payoff is well worth it, but I missed having Eliot in my tummy for a good week or two after she was born. There is just something about that not-so-comforting "empty" post-partum belly.
17 weeks:
20 weeks:
25 weeks:
30 weeks:
32 weeks (and baby has already dropped):
I remember a point about 10 weeks ago when I thought my belly button was going to actually pop out at that very moment. Still waiting for that to happen and still growing daily more amazed at how the body deals with carrying another body inside itself - even though I've already done this before. It is still amazing and magical and miraculous.
The Dr. doesn't think we will make it to our Halloween due date.
Do you think that means I will not only make it to my due date but possibly go over?
I am already dilated 1 cm and 70% effaced, so at this point we're focusing on keeping her IN the womb for at least another month, but after that she can come as soon as she wants!
I will admit that I'm already trying to squeeze as much enjoyment out of these last few weeks as I can...Eliot doesn't know that things are about to change dramatically, so I'm trying to take advantage of that for her. Somehow I feel simultaneously like I'm bestowing the most amazing gift upon her and ripping the rug out from underneath her feet.
Right now it's just me and Baby Girl (even though that just means when Eliot is sleeping).
While sometimes uncomfortable (ok, a lot uncomfy), it is such a joy that I feel all her kicks and hiccups and rolls and jabs.
All too soon she will not just be Wynne's and mine and God's but ours to share: a new citizen of the World for folks to coo over and want to hold.
I remember it well from the weeks following Eliot's birth: suddenly my tummy gets demoted from being such a cute and round temporary room for this baby, I won't be rubbing it like an over-sized bowling ball somehow thinking I could soothe the baby through all the layers of skin, muscle and organs...it wouldn't really be a good shelf for holding Eliot like it is now or even showing off my cute empire-waisted maternity tops. Well, as cute as maternity wear can be, anyway.
The payoff is well worth it, but I missed having Eliot in my tummy for a good week or two after she was born. There is just something about that not-so-comforting "empty" post-partum belly.
17 weeks:
20 weeks:
25 weeks:
30 weeks:
32 weeks (and baby has already dropped):
A Stylish, Protected Chef
I LOVE aprons. I'm not quite sure when my fascination started, but I remember the moment that I bought the first apron that I almost didn't want to wear for fear of staining it....
I'd had aprons before. Only one at a time and only your typical plain, boring, shapeless apron designed to shield you from the food splatters that happen in everyday cooking.
But I'm happy to say that my apron collection is wonderfully diverse at this time. Thank God for darted seams! ;)
Thanks to our recent trip to Midland, I am now 4 cocktail aprons richer. True vintage aprons that were actually worn by W's grandmother, too!
I was so excited to find them that I just had to share about it here:
This one looks particularly cute over my expanding basketball of a belly.
I hope it will be so cute once the baby gets here and the silhouette is a bit different.
This one had a big stain that I was able to *almost* remove:
This one should be perfect for Christmas (less than 4 months away!), but I'm not quite sure how to care for the almost transparent fabric:
This is one of the most unique designs I've seen!
I'd had aprons before. Only one at a time and only your typical plain, boring, shapeless apron designed to shield you from the food splatters that happen in everyday cooking.
But I'm happy to say that my apron collection is wonderfully diverse at this time. Thank God for darted seams! ;)
Thanks to our recent trip to Midland, I am now 4 cocktail aprons richer. True vintage aprons that were actually worn by W's grandmother, too!
I was so excited to find them that I just had to share about it here:
This one looks particularly cute over my expanding basketball of a belly.
I hope it will be so cute once the baby gets here and the silhouette is a bit different.
This one had a big stain that I was able to *almost* remove:
This one should be perfect for Christmas (less than 4 months away!), but I'm not quite sure how to care for the almost transparent fabric:
This is one of the most unique designs I've seen!
A Family Gathering
The weekend before Labor Day, the Walker Family gathered together in Midland, TX for a quick weekend at MFTW's house. Mary Frances Templeton Walker is Wynne's paternal grandmother who passed away last Autumn.
Everyone wanted to get together once more to remember MFTW and the times we'd all shared with her at her home in Midland.
Eliot raided the jewelry drawer:
Dennis the Menace Park is the park where MFTW and Big John took Wynne (and the other grandkids) as a child to play:
Everyone wanted to get together once more to remember MFTW and the times we'd all shared with her at her home in Midland.
Eliot raided the jewelry drawer:
Dennis the Menace Park is the park where MFTW and Big John took Wynne (and the other grandkids) as a child to play:
A Hot Day at the Zoo
We have a great local zoo that we don't visit nearly enough - even though we have a membership. Of course we decided to make a trip on the hottest day EVER...
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