Pregnancy is a true test of one’s ability to maintain presence. On one hand ever ache and pain encourages thoughts of our future to be, yet every moment alone or with Justin and dogs makes me want to savior the quite /private time we have. As spring turns to summer I am reminded why I love the northwest. The flowers are in bloom, the days have about 16 hours of light, school ends this week, the dogs are eager to swim and with no humidity, no misquotes, and temperatures in the low 70’s it is truly hard to complain. This week we have had a lot of wonderful moments. In honor of our third year anniversary we enjoyed a nice fresh fish dinner at a great seafood restaurant overlooking the marina. We walked along the path watching boaters enjoy the season. We spent a lot of time down by the lake (about 2 miles from our house) where the dogs run, swim, and play off lease. We sat on the porch in rocking chairs enjoying the birds. Justin has done of wonderful job of attracting all types of birds with his grinded bird seed and homemade humming bird concoction. I am forced to admit each time I see the hummies, that I had once doubted they would ever arrive. These moments are so precious to me I never want to forget them. Vern, Scout and Justin make me so happy. I really have a wonderful family.
Yet there is no forgetting that we have two more needy members on the way. At our doctor appointment last week the doctor asked if our nursery was done, reminding me that twins often come early and bed rest might be a real possibility. I stressed and the family, I mean our whole family got to work. Justin started stripping the dresser and getting ready to paint it white for the girl’s room, my mom went up to the carter outlet to get newborn clothing, my grandfather has been searching for good deals on a second car for us, Mica has been bargaining up a storm at the Boston house sales, my uncle Steven is packing up the rocking horse my father made me, my aunt Donna is organizing her hand me downs, my sister-in-law is sending us baby clothing from our alma maters, and Justin’s mom is even getting ready to replace her entire knee so that she is better able to help us when the kids arrive. We are so lucky, and so loved. I have been searching out good deals on gear, trying to stay present (although I have to admit that I left prenatal yoga just a few minutes early so I could get a milkshake before Mallad’s homemade ice cream got swamped with the after dinner crew) and trying to stay calm. Justin and I have done so much to get to this point that it hard for me to admit that I am nervous about all the changes coming our way. I fear the dogs will get less play time, and Justin and I will get less alone time. But fearing change is not a new thing for me. Yet each time I have made a major change in my life, it has always made my life better. I know, and Justin reminds me when I forget, we are not loosing anything, only making our all-ready happy family just a bit bigger. Thanks for reading.
