My Cup Runneth Over 4-23-07

My Cup Runneth Over

My time with my sister was priceless. That is what time is, because it is something you can never have back. It is better than any other gift because it is fleeting and there is no pricetag that can be attached to it. I picked her up Wednesday evening at the airport. I had to wake Landon from his nap and from the beginning I could tell he was in a horrible mood (he is a tad moody...we won't say who he gets that from). I tried to just look past it and hope for the best. We had our typical teary reunion and she looked SO cute and pregnant. She is in that adorable middle pregnancy stage where she is showing but only enough to be totally adorable  We then made our way to Cracker Barrel where we met Jonathan. Landon was in a HORRIBLE mood. In fact, he could not have been much worse. Funny how that works, kids seem to intuitively know when you really want them to be good and they do the opposite...or at least my kid does 

That night I let Landon sleep in his sleeping bag inside of his sleeping tent (a little indoor tent that looks like a garage) in the baby's room so that Kelly could have his bed. He took forever to go to sleep (as in almost 11pm) bc the newness of his surroundings had him so excited, and for whatever reason, he woke up at 7am (he is NEVER up before 8). This made for yet another horrible day with Landon...and by this time my patience were GONE. Anyway, I will get on with it and spare you the details of my child's bad behavior. Despite that, we went to a nice cafe downtown for lunch and walked to the old fashioned candy store and went to a few shops. That evening, my parents came up and took us all out for burgers and ice cream. It was a great time.

Friday, Landon's demeanor was much improved and I took Kelly to a nearby baby boutique where she was able to find some beautiful things for the baby girl's bedroom. We also stopped at the Gap outlet and Carters outlet where we found a few good buys. After that w got another sandwich from the cafe and made our way down to my mom's. We had a wonderful home cooked meal that night and finished preparing for the shower which was the next morning.

Saturday dawned bright and beautiful. The shower was wonderful and she got beautiful outfits and a few items off of her registry. The food was delicious and there was a seven year old little girl there that Landon played outside with the entire time...so it went over without a hitch  That evening I had to say goodbye to Kelly and it was difficult in the same ways that it always is, but maybe even a tad more bc we were both pregnant and bc we know that we probably won't be together, pregnant, ever again. Yep...we definitely shed some tears. I wish so badly that I could live near my siblings. For those of you who do, I hope you are able to recognize the blessing that you have. I know that if we lived closer we would squabble more and have a tad more drama (as women often do), but the memories we would make and the fun our children could share would be so priceless. Who knows...maybe someday.

Sunday was just about as perfect as any day could be. We met my parents for bagels and coffee at Panera around noon after they dropped Kelly off at the airport. Then we made our way to the beach. I thought we wouldn't ever be there again without our new little one, but we squeezed in one more trip. Unfortunately the bathrooms were still closed and I had to go by the time we got there (go figure) so we only stayed about an hour and a half until I thought I was going to die  It was just perfect...Landon played and Jon and I laid there and read and talked and took in the beauty of the day and the surroundings. I am so in love with where we live...we are so blessed!!! Jonathan made the perfect dinner for us...fillet mignon and chicken kabobs, rice, red and green peppers finished off with chocolate lava cake. Seriously...it was perfect in every way and I didn't have to make ANY of it. We finished the night playing outside with our one child, soaking up the few remaining moments of sun and warmth. Awesome, awesome day.

So here we are...to Monday again. I go to the doctor tomorrow and I am really hoping that this may be my week. My mom and little sister are both really busy next week and they are my two helpers, so I am sunk if he doesn't come this week. For so long I haven't wanted him to come bc he wasn't ready and neither was I. There was so much to do and so much planned. Now I have entered that period of waiting, where there is nothing standing in the way and it would be perfect for him to come anytime. It is a surreal place to be. I don't feel ready but I do. I want him to come but I don't. I can't wait for labor, but I am terrified of it. I cherish my one easy child and my semi-ordered life, but I long to meet my newborn. Such dichotomy. The only thing left to focus on besides the baby is grad school. I have my last exam on Sunday and I have not even started my 14 chapters of reading. Last week was a little busy  Looks like that will be my week...every free second. Unless I can coerce this little one out into the world 

We took lots of fun pictures and I will post them as soon as Kelly emails them to me. I will also post some from Amy when I see them...she says they are awesome and I am so so so excited to see them. I missed you all these last few days. Funny how xanga friends almost become like neighbors. Time to catch up on all of your blogs...