Last week I went to the doctor for my regular prenatal checkup.
All is well at 31 weeks, however I have been having a lot of Braxton Hicks contractions. They're perfectly normal, I'm just having more than I should be - enough that my doctor directed me to "take it easy". In other words, hold off on the twice daily walks with my coworker around the Library rotunda (which are generally pretty slow going unless we talk about Lost or UK Basketball, in which case we can get going pretty good.) Make Roy cook dinner, don't clean up around the house, and just relax for a week. I'm not dilated at all (great news!) but I have an ultrasound Tuesday to check things out.
I have always thought of myself as a pretty lazy person, a couch potato. And I am... to a certain extent. But wow, this week has proved MUCH harder than I had thought. Roy has been great, but we have different standards. I've known this, but relinquishing control has been a challenge and he has been getting mad at me when he finds me cleaning the kitchen or sorting laundry. "I can't help it!" I exclaim, because it's true. It's like an itch that must be scratched. I didn't realize how much of a stress release it is to clean, or how important a clean house is to me. Tidy is another thing. I am NOT tidy, as any visitor can attest.
But today - Sunday - I'm going to try to take it as easy as possible. I know very well that I might not have an excuse to take a lazy day again for a long time.
So, a blog. A blog about all the beautiful things that I've been seeing in my life lately. They're mostly of Sophie. A coincidence? Probably not.
A date with Sophie to Disney on Ice, and a pre-show dinner at a very nice restaurant in Lexington.
It's blurry, but we find this little name written everywhere. Without prompting. Can you see me beaming with pride?
Sibling love. In every good picture of Sophie, I couldn't get Riley to cooperate.
and in every good picture of Riley, Sophie had her hand in her mouth.
Green against blue.
Father and son.
My little reader.
Sophie and her dear friend and cousin on the day we tie dyed until dark.
The first Farmer's Market of the season.
And again, Sophie and cousin Aubrey singing LOUDLY their ABC's from the hymnal, site reading along the notes. I took this picture at a funeral (before it started) for the very sad, unexpected death of my step-mother in law's dad. It brought a few smiles into the sad faces of the people around us.
After last night's thunderstorm, everything around us is green and beautiful. We've needed the rain and the plants are rejoicing.
This is the day that the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it.