MAKING OUR HAND PRINT IN THE WORLD & SOME UPDATES

* First, I thought I'd let you know that I can feel the baby moving now which is so exciting to me, this process of life amazes me! Now if I can just shake this terrible morning sickness and headaches I am still having...they are dragging me down. Trying to keep my chin up, I know with my last pregnancy I was in good shape by now. If you are one of those people who do not get sick....I don't like you right now.


* Since Stella is not tall enough to look out our windows, we thought we would put a step stool in front of the living room window to let her look outside, watch the kids get on the bus, etc. It did not take her long to realize if she picks up the stool and carries it around, there are so many more possibilities in her life. For example, I went into the the bathroom and closed the door. Stella cried. Stella stopped crying. It was quiet. Then I saw the doorhandle jiggling and I was surprised, I didn't know she could reach it. Within a minute the door flings open and there is Stella, standing on her stool with a very satisified smile on her face.






* When I was in the kitchen recently, I noticed this little handprint (Stella's) on the dishwasher and it made me stop what I was doing. I thought it was so significant and it made me smile. There are always prints and smudges on the appliances but this was different. It made me think about how everytime we touch something or someone we have the power to make a difference, whether it is big or small. Stella is so young and says few words but she makes such a difference to so many. We all have the power to leave our handprints, seen or unseen, quietly or with great excitement, significant or not so much. Where are you leaving yours?

A POEM FOR BABY by your mama

Boy or girl it doesn't matter,
All I know is I'm getting fatter.
Morning sickness comes and goes
Soon I won't see my toes.

But it's all good, you will see
For one day soon there's going to be
Another precious hand to hold,
More memories to make as we grow old.

One more personality, unique
One more pair of little feet.
One more highly spirited soul,
One more heart to make us WHOLE.

NEW YEAR, NEW BEGINNINGS, NEW POSTINGS

I knew it was time to start blogging again when I would lie awake at night thinking about things to write about. I took a break, not so much because I wanted to, rather, I just didn't feel up to it or anything else to be honest. The good news: we are expecting a baby, yes #5. The bad news: I had complications from when I was less than six weeks along, forcing me to be on bedrest for a month and then restricted for a couple more weeks after that. During that time I had the worst morning sickness I have ever had. I realize this may not be a factor for some women who are pregnant but I have always had morning sickness and this time almost put me over the edge. I could not function. At all. So here comes the part that I was deciding whether or not to tell you and why I put off blogging for so long, but for me writing is theraputic. I need to get it out and move on. We were having two babies but one did not make it. The image of the two heartbeats pumping simultaneously is forever ingrained in my memory. But it time to move on and be grateful that I have one little one who's doing well.

So I want to start this new year by focusing on positives, I think I am on the road to feeling better, at least the last two days! My husband, who has encouraged me to keep blogging because he likes to read the posts, has been Mr. Mom lately. He has taken care of the kids, cooked, done laundry and a myriad of other things when I could not. I have so much appreciated everything and am now trying to get back to "normal". This is all I have in me for now but check back because I hope to be posting more often.