7.09.2012

Nephew Love Part II

A few weeks ago I came home to the blinking light on my answering machine.  I pressed play and at first didn't hear anything.  Just as I was about to hit the delete button, I heard a tiny voice on the other end.  It got louder and I realized it was my nephew San!  He giggled and made sweet little noises for the next few minutes.  One day I will hear a little boy talking into the phone (hopefully excited to talk to his Auntie), but those days will come too soon and for now I love playing over and over again my sweet little message!
 
 He's our Gerber baby!





7.08.2012

Lazy Gator

The pond behind my office is home to two new inhabitants.  They seek refuge in the water, barely moving during the hot muggy day.  There is a path that follows along the bank of the pond that we frequently  take as a shortcut to the other side of the museum.  As I pranced down the path the other day I looked to my right and saw a dark grey head floating near by.  I looked again and saw the other one, sunk into the muddy bank.  Lucky for me these gators were too busy being lazy to care about me scampering by



can you see me?

7.07.2012

Miss Everdeen

My sister is 14 months pregnant *or so she feels!  Her belly is big and little Everdeen is probably enjoying these last few days close to her mom.  Everyday I think, "could this be the day?"  We are all waiting, excited to meet the newest member of our family.  Soon San will have a little cousin to play with and I will have a beautiful niece to spoil.

My sister and I wonder how it will change us.  Will we have to talk less on the phone?  Will Everdeen know that I am her mom's other half when we meet?  I know that things will be different.  Good different, but still hard to adjust to such a new thing in our lives.  Each new change in our life has never been easy, but after awhile we grow accustom and adapt.  Boyfriends, husbands, new cities, new jobs, new babies.

All I know now is that my sister is so happy, even though her feet are swollen and her back hurts.  Each day that passes our anticipation rises.  Will tomorrow be the day?  I can't wait!