The Day I Turned 33

For the past few years I’ve had to be reminded how old I am. It isn’t that I’m ashamed or wanting to be 29 forever, I just find it hard to believe that I’m in my thirties with two kids and all the responsiblities that come with being an adult. Do my parents seem old enough to REALLY be grandparents? Umm….nope! I really, really love my birthday and start sing-songing about it months in advance, but this year it arrived and I’d hardly had a chance to realize that it was February. The tradition in our home is that we don’t exchange gifts, but go away for a weekend and the non-birthday person has to plan everything. It is, without a doubt, one of my favorite traditions that we’ve got; however, this year it didn’t really seem right to try and guess what life would be like with Audrey’s due date close to my birthday. 

It was a great move and Barry had a chance to meet up with some of his friends on my actual birthday to go snowshoeing (which actually got cancelled…) and I opted to head to Anacortes to meet up with my family. Phil hadn’t met Audrey yet and it seemed like a perfect time to go. We celebrated my birthday the day before I left for A-Town, with Maggie and Barry making a cake complete with Christmas sprinkles. It was very fancy! Barry gifted me with two amazing gifts, the best being a summertime road trip to Chico, one of the best places on earth!! I literally had to pick my jaw up of the ground after he told me the news…he’s already booked the rooms and everything. I am already planning and daydreaming about hitting the road with our little crew. My husband is awesome. 

Even though Barry’s snowshoeing trip got cancelled, I had already made plans in A-Town so we packed up the car and I headed North with the girls in the backseat. It turned out to be a great couple days celebrating my birthday because both my brothers were in town and we all piled into cars and headed to my parents favorite beach on Whidbey Island for an afternoon walk. The following are photos taken on that walk….Happy Birthday to ME! 

A Few Things

ANACORTES

We went to Anacortes a few weeks ago  to spend a couple days catching up with some friends and family that we hadn’t seen since Audrey was born. Since days pass where I don’t get to look at my pictures or even pick up my camera, it was a happy surprise when these images popped up on my screen. Walking out to get the paper is one of my favorite things to do when visiting my parents because it is quick, relaxing and just long enough where you don’t have to go wild trying to get out the door…grab the nearest coat, some shoes, maybe a hat and you’re good to go! It is also the perfect length to convince Maggie to walk without complaint. Plus, she gets to check out the stinky cows on the way. 

I had planned to leave Maggie up there for a couple days and head back home with Audrey to have a couple days with just Barry and Audrey. I was prepared for Maggie to be a little upset that she wasn’t coming home with us, but I’m pretty sure Syd was more upset to be left behind than Maggie ~ and Sydney LOVES Camp Janet. When I left, Maggie and my dad were in a very involved game with the train tracks and Mags hardly looked up to say goodbye. (I was a bit stung, but pretty proud that she was so excited to be staying.) As I packed up the car, I listened to the interactions between Maggie and my dad and I couldn’t help but laugh. They’d set up an entire village in the middle of the train tracks (not pictured) and the train operated with Maggie’s whistle….Maggie was in heaven. 

Also while we were in Anacortes, we went to Midge’s and she got to snuggle with Audrey and read stories with Maggie. Whenever Maggie is in A-Town with my mom, they go visit Midge and so Maggie is very familar with Midge’s house and has a definte idea of all the things that she needs to do and where all the toys are stored. At one point she had Midge practially on the ground trying to cajole Callie out from under the couch so they could brush her. Poor kitty cat, but the two Maggies were having a ball working together to get that fat cat out. 

Even though I had a cat that lived FOREVER (I got her in 1st grade and she died when I was in college!), I’ve never really considered myself a cat person. Most of the people we know that have cats, have scardy cats that hide when we’re around. Callie is the opposite of a scardy cat once you get her out from under the couch or table. She loves getting brushed and is so patient and calm with Maggie. On the list of things to do at Midge’s is brush Callie and Maggie worked for quite a while while Callie patiently waited for her to finish. I only wish Syd was as patient. 

The most frustrating part about visiting Anacortes is not having enough time to see some of my favorite people. In fact, that could be said for all of Skagit Valley….and if I’m being really truthful, I’ve got e-mails, texts, facebook messages, voicemails and even snail mail that I’m way behind on. Perhaps I try to keep in touch with too many people? So when it came up that we would be able to meet up with Kara, I was thrilled. 

We spent a couple hours at Kara and Ryan’s house painting, coloring, eating and just relaxing. Maggie and Kara were able to have long conversations about where Ryan was and now – nearly a month later – we’re still hearing about how Ryan went to Bellingham to get ‘ice skates’ for Kara. It is so funny to me how certain conversations stick with Maggie and make an impact. It’s also a reminder of how careful we need to be because kids are ALWAYS listening. 

When we were packing up to go home, I took Maggie to go potty and left Audrey in her car seat ready to walk out the door. I told Kara to just give it a few rocks if she started squaking. Of course, Audrey started yelling and these two things happened within the two minutes it took Maggie to go potty: 

1. Maggie started yelling “Don’t worry, your big sister is here! Don’t worry, your big sister is coming!”

2. I caught Kara red-handed taking Audrey out of her car seat….even though we were literally packed to go. It feels go to have a friend that loves my babies so much she doesn’t want to hear them cry.

HOME

Most people have been asking me how being home with TWO kids has been. I don’t really have an answer and stumble through a few sentences each time I’m asked, never giving the same response. Practically immediately after Audrey was born, I had a strong sense of feeling like our family was complete and now that we’re into her second month, I hardly remember what life was like with just ONE. That doesn’t mean that every moment has been perfect and has come without challenges. I can’t begin to tell you how many times I’ve had to remind Maggie that she doesn’t have to have her face THISCLOSE for Audrey to see or hear her. And as I’ve mentioned above, I’m way behind on communicating with people….some day I might catch up. 

Most of all, being home with two has been great. It actually feels like three kids some days because Sydney really is our third child. I was especially reminded of this on Tuesday when Syd spent most of the morning barking, barking, barking at the trash trucks that were driving up and down our street. Sometimes, especially after a horrible night’s sleep, her bark can be a bit annoying. 

Maggie is the most helpful big sister and we’re working really, really hard to make sure that she gets plenty of Maggie Time. This means dance parties galore, books, baking projects and playing dollies for stints. For the most part, Maggie wants to be involved with whatever it is Audrey is up to…announcing to us over and over, ‘she’s wide awake!!!” if Audrey’s eyes are open. Maggie also ‘translates’ for us whatever it is Audrey needs…which is most often “mommy’s milky.” The other morning Audrey was lounging on the guest bed and Maggie decided to play her a concert with the harmonica. I had to rush and get my camera because it was the funniest/sweetest thing I’ve seen in a long time. Sadly, Audrey wasn’t really into the musical numbers that Mags performed. Maybe next time. 

PHOTOS

I have become horrible with taking pictures these days. Days pass where I don’t take pictures or even know where my camera is. It isn’t that I don’t want to take pictures or am not motivated….it’s just that my time is so divided between everything. But the other morning we were leaving our house and Maggie asked me to take her picture with New Baby. I don’t think this has ever happened, so of course I ran back inside and grabbed my camera. I’m not a fashion blogger, but these little images of Maggie reminded me of a ‘what’s she wearing’ type of image. These days, as long as she’s wearing ‘leggings’ or ‘yoga pants’ she is good to go. Funnily enough, I w

A Sprinkle For Us

When Lara and I called each other to share the news that we were pregnant, we were both shocked to find out that our due dates are EXACTLY on the same day. Go figure, right? It has been outrageously fun to be pregnant with Lara again, I’m pretty certain we won’t be doing this again and if we do I’m guessing that, statistically speaking, we wouldn’t share the same exact due date. Nicole hosted a sprinkle for both of us at her home and it was utterly delightful to get most of the A-Town girls together to bump bellies and eat yummy food. 

2012

It also happened to be during the Seahawk’s playoff game and we had the TV on in the background, on mute, so the diehard fans wouldn’t perish out of curiosity. It actully felt like how a group of women would have a football party if no dudes were invited – tea in china cups, real conversation and not too loud outbursts. I’m going to see if Josh wants to give up his couch again next weekend. Anyhow, I dug through the HB archives and found pictures from both our showers in 2010 when we were pregnant with Thomas and Maggie.  At Lara’s shower, hosted by Katrin & Deneva, I mostly remember feeling very, very uncomfortable and when I made the trek up the stairs I contemplated never going down. There was pressure EVERYWHERE. Needless to say, I had Maggie about a week later. 

2010

The photo of all of us at  my shower, hosted by Charlyn, Tracy and Christina, I wasn’t nearly as uncomfortable…just blazing like marshmallow and overly warm. Four of us were pregnant on that day and our babies are now not really babies anymore. These photos represent a whole lot of history. In fact, on Deneva’s fridge is a prom picture of most of us together. It is beyond awesome and will probably never see the light of day on this blog, who needs to see 1998 again? Not me. I hardly need to see 2010 pre-Maggie.

2010

As much as I like looking forward to the future, I also like to look to the past and see where I’ve come from. In this case, looking at these images from 2010, I can tell you exactly what has changed in each person’s life for the better: births, marriages, buying and selling of homes, job changes, and other adjustments that come with living day-to-day. I love this group of girls, they’re my people in the sweetest, simplest of ways. I’ve grown up with them, I’ve lived with almost all of them at one point or another. I love their babies just like I love them.

I’m not very good about keeping in touch with some of my favorite people, but Lara is one of those people that I’m in touch with almost as much as I am with my mom. It just works out that way ~ sending texts, quick phone conversations or letting Thomas and Maggie facetime ~ I can usually tell you what Lara is up to that day. As our due date literally rolls closer, I look forward to getting the call that her little bundle of joy is ready to make her arrival. Truthfully, when I see that Lara has called me these days, I get a bit panicked that she’s in labor.  That day isn’t far away for both of us, I’m sure. 

And then our daughters get to meet….just like Thomas and Maggie did for the first time: