Sunday, April 26, 2009

Orange, Teal and Lime...See what I mean.

My little "quilty" project. I don't consider myself a quilter but I have been inspired by great bloggers and I couldn't resist this color combo. Thank V for the inspiration to incorporate white for a clean look. I love my new runner. (No pattern, just went with my gut! What do you think?)
Scrapbook Desk Art
Some more
And yet more.
And this is what you get at my house when you have a little left over material! I believe that sewing machines were invented to sew with paper. (And I say that S word alot!)

Thursday, April 16, 2009

More on this in a minute...

I am officially in love
with
GREEN
ORANGE
and
TURQUOISE

Be back in a minute...

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Here we go again...(revised edition)



Is the thought I had in my mind 8 years ago, as I took a pregnancy test and it turned positive almost before I started peeing on it. “God is playing one funny April Fool’s joke on me right now.” Billie was about 9 months old. Grant was going to be 3 in a month. How was I going to handle being pregnant AGAIN. I didn’t have time to be pregnant let alone have another kid. Our lease was up in our Plano apartment and we were planning to move across Dallas to Fort Worth to be closer to Bill’s new job with Texas Shafts. I hadn’t felt good for a month already but I figured I caught the flu from my darling little niece and her mother while on a trip to celebrate my Grandfathers’ 80th birthday in March. I couldn’t be pregnant. Could I? So I did what any sane woman does. I went to bed and the next morning I took a second pregnancy test just to be sure that it was wrong the day before.

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But it wasn’t wrong. I was pregnant with baby number 3. Holy Crap! What are we going to do? We are going to have to buy a bigger car. I am not going to lie. I was scared. I had such mixed emotions. I wanted another baby. Just not right now! Bill was amazing. He was supportive and overly excited from the beginning. He knew we were ready even though I didn’t. He knew we would be fine, even though I doubted it. For me the choice was made, I was pregnant! We were having a baby. Ready or not!

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I was sick. I think half of my sickness was emotional, and the other half physical. My Pregnancy with Grant was a piece of cake. Hardly sick, had tons of energy, felt great all the way through. When I was pregnant with Billie I was “fertilizing” the rose bushes every morning through the first trimester. Then I felt pretty great. More Tired. But with James, I was nauseous the whole time, tired the whole time, grumpy most of the time. It was rough.

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One of my favorite memories of carrying James is when Bill would come home at night he would always wrestle with Grant and Billie. I would sit on the couch watching them and James would flip circles in my belly. I know that he could hear all the fun and want to be apart of it.

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Fast forward 8 years and my James is 7 right now. We could not be more blessed having him in our lives. He is always happy! He always has something to say! His dimple still melts my heart! He is constantly telling funny jokes or stories or coming up with funny “what-if” stories. He tries to be nice to everyone and always fills my hug well. He is an amazing little guy.

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Looking back 8 years I didn’t know how I was going to handle one more kid on my already frayed nerves. It is true “nothing more than you can handle!” And how that 8 years has flown. I blinked and now he is tall and lanky, smiley and funny, wise beyond his years.
I love you stinky! You are the best "April Fools Joke!"