I’ve been living in this Sonnet James Sample Sale dress for weeks now. I wear it. Wash it. And put in on. And then do it all over again. It’s so soft and stretchy. I just hope it doesn’t stretch out too much from my big 37 week baby belly! But gosh, I’m at the end basically. It’s been a crazy year when I look back. These last almost 9 months have flown by living back in Cali and so much adjusting and change for all of us. Walker was walking by 11 months, Jace started preschool, I started a work from home gig, Rob is taking on online school, ACE training and a commute over the hill to work .. lots of exciting things for our extended family too, like a movie release for my father-in-law, college graduation for my sis-in-law, my sister getting pregnant and engaged, friends getting pregnant and coming up my Dad turns 60! 6-0! And now it’s almost go time for our third. I have a list of items I still need to order, we need to pick up a crib from some friends, make daycare decisions, and figure out maternity leave. Just feeling slightly overwhelmed, can you tell? But I’m close to my end. It hurts to sleep, it hurts to walk. My back throbs. I can’t reach my toes and I can’t slow down. #3 is definitely different from #1. I don’t remember the last time I even sat down to watch something I wanted to watch. Or stayed up for something other than dishes and lunch packing. I think my universe will feel a lot better – my body for sure – once this little man is on the outside world. Until then, I’ll be rubbing bio oil all over my stretching sides and pushing through each day with my swollen ankles.
I don’t know what it is, but I just can’t keep my cool lately, and it’s eating me up inside. Every morning I’m stressed with getting our life together and out the door on time. I’m quick to irritate and lose my patience. I dare say I have quite the temper these days. When it takes me asking Jace 5 times to do something before I have to use my stern, mean, mom voice or when he decides to have a meltdown in the most inopportune time when I really need us to get situated in or out of the van, is when I blow my lid.
Our little Walker baby is officially a year old. And it was, without a doubt, the fastest year of my life. How is this little second babe of ours one??!! I never imagined that we could love a second as much as our first, but the love is so deep and so real. Walker is absolutely delicious and such a pleasure to be around. Seeing how different he is from Jace just warms my heart. I’m pretty sure he’s going to be our sky-diving, never settle down, heartbreaking adventurer. This kid doesn’t stop moving. There was no chance of over stimulating him on his birthday either. He actually out partied us all, and was up late playing with his new birthday hoop game, running circles around the downstairs, snacking late and laughing himself into our arms over and over again. So much heart and soul, and those eyes!
This week is already a blur. And it’s only Wednesday. But for now I’m going to stare at this photo and laugh. I get the best mid-stance shots of Walker. Cracks me up. He’s always moving!
What can I say, Easter was wonderful this year. It’s a very special day to celebrate indeed, that he has risen! And what’s even more special is listening to Jace tell the story about Jesus dying on the cross and rising from the grave after. Before we went to service at our church, the boys looked for their Easter buckets and quickly went to town on all the toys and goodies. Walker especially loved his mini basketball hoop!