photo neglect

So much for "angiesphotoblog." Sorry all. It's been tough to sit down over the past several months. First, there was the morning sickness. Then, there was the broken tailbone, part 2. Next, came life in general and not so general. I will try to remedy the situation.

On another note. I feel gruddy today. We went to bed last night and started talking about this and that. Soon we found that three hours had pasted and it was after one. Finally went to sleep. Woke back up when Wes crawled back into bed at three. Then, awoke again before five to discover that Wes was up again. I got some light napping in during Sesame Street, Bob, and Jakers. Brains need an on/off switch.

mysterious blueberries

Someone left blueberries on our porch. No note or anything.

new blog

Today I am starting a second blog. A deeper, more personal blog. It's about the journey I've been on. I am not ready to share with all. Thus few will be invited in. Please feel free to request permission to enter, but do not be offended if it is not granted.

http://www.angiesdeeperblog.blogspot.com/

I am all tuckered out

It was a long, fun day. We arrived at a park today shortly before one and left after 8. We had lunch with friends. I laughed more than I've laughed in a while. Our friends come up with the silliest names for our baby. We sat and talked and played for hours. Then we took the short walk to the baseball diamond and cheered on the Ethnos softball team. It was a good day.

25 weeks, 3 days

Saw my Dr. today. Wes even got to come to the highly uneventful appointment. I'm measuring right and the baby's heart beat is strong. She's a sqirmer. Everytime the Dr was about done counting the heartrate, she would move so that you couldn't hear it anymore.

I made the realization today that I'm very much approaching the 3rd trimester. Wowsers! I don't know if I'm ready for the 3rd trimester. It doesn't seem like I've been pregnant long enough. I have so much to do still!

My next appointment is at 28 weeks. I can't believe it's time to have appointments every two weeks now. I get to drink the yummy syrup next time. Yum, yum. :O)

A month gone by

A month has gone by. Where has it left us? Mostly, I just miss having all our friends around. Thursday evenings just aren't the same. Josiah asks every Thursday who is coming for community group. "Are my friends coming or are our friends coming?" When I tell him that "our friends are coming," he gets gets upset. "But I want my friends to come." It's been hard on him. That makes me sad.

no room left...

There is no room left in the baby's room for clothing. The dresser is packed full. The closet is stuffed. There is nothing she needs for the first 6 months of her life. There are enough sleepers/nightgowns that she can wear a different one every day for the first month of her small life. Those are just the smallest sleepers, she may outgrow that size before she wears them all. I don't think I'll ever have to do laundry for her. Seriously, if anyone buys me anything, I think I will just have to give it away. There are clothes on top of her dresser too. All this, thanks to Abigail and Ava. Their parents rock!

today

This morning Josiah and I did some more painting. I am done with orange now. Josiah now has three completed master pieces.

I'm exhausted. I think I'm done watching other people's kids for a couple of days. I'm enjoying the quiet of just one child.

I think I will take a nap today. I was about to yesterday when the phone rang. I hope Josiah will too.

Josiah wants to go to grandma's house today. He will have to wait till Friday.

painting amoung other things

I have been working on several painting projects. I'm three canvases away from finishing the baby's room which will have a total of 15 canvases on the wall. I need to finish up the three paintings I did for Josiah's room. I'm painting the outside of some little metal pots. I'm also working on finishing an undisclosed project.

This morning as an added treat, I got a painting partner. Josiah completed two masterpieces of his own. He asked if he could help with the one I was working on and I told him no. So he then made the decloration, "I know. Maybe I could paint my own picture." I think I'm going to frame one of them and hang it up somewhere. Maybe in his room but maybe somewhere else.

One of the ways that I'm marking the completion of these projects is the removal of paint from my house. I am now officially done with 2 out of the 8 main colors. So the purple and green paint have been banished to the garage until further notice. Orange will be following shortly.

I also have several other projects in the works that need completion before the baby arrives. I have some mosaics to finish up. I have 3 incomplete quilts to work on. Some other sewing to finish. I haven't scraped any photos since Josiah was about a year old. So I've got to catch up on his albums. Of course I also need to sit down and work on Grace Academy some more. And I'd like to be able to post more than one photo on that photo site which I can't remember the name of right now. So lots to do and just 16-18 weeks left to do it in.

last night made me sad...

Last night as we headed in for the weekly gathering I saw people running around in cowboy hats. I told Stephanie she had a nice hat on. She told me that she had to wear it because the decor inside was "over the top."

My first reaction to the decor was a bit of jealousy. If only I had had a handful of people every year to help put the decor together... Later, it made me sad. Sad to realize that this year I was not putting together a VBS.

For those to you who don't know, I've directed VBS for 6 years. It's a crazy thing. I have a love/hate relationship with it. It's a ton of work (especially at a church with few able boddied people). I always played many roles. As the director/sing & play leader/finally leader/craft leader/photographer I just was always stretched too thin. I also did about 75% of the church decorating before hand. So in one way it is a relief to have a summer off. On the other, I know I need to do it again. No, I don't need to have 5 jobs again, but I need to tell the kids about Jesus.

So last night I sat in a pew and wondered. Wondered if I was neglecting what I was supposed to be doing. Wondered why I wasn't using the gifts and talents that God has graciously given to me. Wondered why I wouldn't be get up in front of 3 dozen children and making a fool of myself while telling them how much God loves us all. And those were just the things I was thinking before Dave opened his mouth...

Happy Father's Day

Dinner is in the oven now. In case you wondered, a Fred Meyer rotisery chicken contians just over one pound of meat. I hate boning chicken. The things I do for the man my son calls Daddy... Happy Father's Day to all the Daddy's out there.

7hj ~Josiah

question

What do you do with/for a three year old who is awake in the middle of the night and screaming and crying at the top of his lungs? Yes, we were up most of the night with Josiah. I'm exhausted. His complaints were, "I CAN'T SLEEP!" and "I WANT TO SLEEP IN A DIFFERENT BED!" I think I finally got a few hours of sleep after 4.

James recalled

I just heard on the news that various Thomas trains have been recalled. Great, my son's favorite toys my contain lead paint. James is Josiah's favorite engine, he is one of the items. Hopefully, they will be replacing all these trains for free. Thomas engines are not exactly cheap.

baby blankie

A few weeks ago I pulled out six little fleece baby blankets. I cut them up. I just finished sewing them all back together into one blanket. It's kind of cute. Now it is in the wash. I wonder if it will stay together. We shall see...

My friend and such

Yesterday I saw a friend. I've needed to see her. I've missed her. It was good to be able to give her a hug and just hang out for a while. Three of us sorted underware and pj's at NCO yesterday afternoon. And we talked. We let her do a lot of the talking. She seems to be on the right path. That does my soul good to know. It also gave Josiah a chance to play with his friends. He has missed his friends and that has hurt my heart. It was a good afternoon, even if Josiah and I both missed another nap.

This weekend gave life some distraction and normalcy. With Josiah's catastrophy (which still has my hallway a mess), my grandparents' 60th party, and Wes doing sound Sunday, there just wasn't time to be down. I think that was good. My emotions are worn out. I continue to pray for my friends, but the drowning in tears with them just has to stop. So I will continue to be there for those in need, continue to lend an ear, continue to shed a tear or two, continue to just be a friend. What I've realized is that I just need to stop taking everyone else's grief upon myself and letting the emotion get the better of me. It's hard enough being pregnant without taking on everyone's pain.

We'll Josiah has decided that he needs to watch Cars this morning. So I'd best go be productive with my 2 hours of free time.

Josiah's tragedy

Josiah was playing in his room Saturday morning. Suddenly he started to scream. I thought he was hurt he was crying so hard. I raced up the stairs and found him safely sitting on his bed. In one hand was his snow globe, in the other a large piece of glass. Okay, not so safe. Turns out he had bumpped his dresser just right so that his globe fell and shattered on the corner of his bed. So we spent the morning tearing his bed apart and making sure every bit of glass was removed. We had to move the mattresses to the living room so they could dry. He has a captains bed with lots of storage underneath so we had to remove the items from storage, dry them, and remove more glass. We also had to prop his bed up so that it could dry underneath. His floor is still drying.

So some good came of this. It gave me a chance to go through everything under his bed. We're throwing some of it out, garage selling some of it, and just leaving some of it out. The things that didn't go back under are my dolls and their clothes (which are in the wash as I type), my little ponies, and my strawberry shortcake dolls. Now in the front more accessable compartment are clothes for Josiah when he's a bit taller, and some visiblegrace blankets. The other good thing that came out of this incident is that Josiah has gotten to sleep in his sleeping bag in his "tent" for a couple of nights. I think he's really enjoyed that. We may have trouble convincing him that he needs to sleep in his bed tonight.

What's going on now?

I don't feel quite right today. Maybe I'm coming down with something. Maybe it's just a normal pregnancy thing. Maybe it's just the emotional and physical tiredness of this past week. But my head just feels spacey and I feel overly tired.

I call dibs

Not because I've always wanted a gun. More because I was his favorite great grandchild. And he was an awsome great grandfather. I'm patient though. I can wait till dad kicks the bucket. :O)

breathing again and pregnancy brain

In case you wondered, I am breathing again. I'm doing better this evening. I don't think I've ever experienced this type of complete mood swings, ever.

This morning I had some scriptures that came to mind. They were relavent and comforting. I couldn't quote them exactly and wasn't sure where they were found. I thought I'd look them up in my concordance. But I had to get to the Dr. Now I have no clue what they were. The baby is stealing my brain cells. I'm not sure how many more I can afford to loose.

Gasping for air

I don't feel like I can breathe today. Everything that is happening, has me thinking about everything else that has ever happened. I was dealing with life crap and now I have more life crap. I don't know how much more I can take.