spring? please?

Hey remember when it was warm for like a few days?

That was nice.

Remember a couple of weeks ago when it was warm enough to go outside and play after school/work? When those dirt piles in our backyard weren't piles of mud because it rained for days and days and days??
*squee! baby plumber's crack! ;) *

This weather is putting me in a mood. A serious funk. I've found the older I get the more closely my mood correlates with the weather. And this weather? makes it not so pretty.

I am so ready for summer and all the fun that warm weather brings.

I'm also ready to not be posting about the weather. Winter makes me dull.

(almost) wordless wednesday

Sunday, we had a snow day. Which is huge around these parts. In fact, when I walked outside Saturday night to all the crazy snow falling, I couldn't believe it. It had been snowing off and on all day but it was still a shock to see all the snow on the ground the next day.

So we did what most South Carolinians probably did; we found our warmest clothes and we trekked out to enjoy our snow day. BG was a huge fan, but even she was over it after a while. We truly are warm weather folks in this house.

sunshine days.

I have a confession.

I tend to make these super fun plans for BG and I and then completely let them fall through the cracks.

Like make plans to go shopping or eat or something and then decide it's just too dang hard to get her and I ready and then lug a 30 pound toddler around and oh my yoga pants are mighty comfy. See?

Then on Monday it was gorgeous outside (don't get me started on this weather and my anxiety that goes with it) and while I was looking out the window at work I decided to take BG to the park that afternoon. And then I told myself that I was absolutely not allowed to talk myself out of it.

So I packed up early and headed on out to pick her up. And we went to the park. Go me.




This face? Totally worth going.

I would do anything to see that face.






As I watched her run around that park like she owned it, I almost couldn't breathe by how fast it hit me that she is really growing up.

I mean, no duh, but seriously. This is flying by.




When I was in college I could easily talk myself into going out no matter how tired I was. I always told myself "you can sleep when you're dead" and I would muster the energy to go hang out with friends or go see a movie or hit the bars hit the library. Looking back, I'm glad I spent that time with my friends. I don't regret it at all. And I lived (not sure how) despite how tired I was at the time.




And while not the same at all, it actually kind of is. That same mantra is coming into play. Yes, sometimes I just want to sit down and do nothing instead of swinging her "'gain Mommy?!?" for the fiftieth time that day, but I can guarantee that years from now, I will not regret swinging her that extra time. At all. And I don't want to take the chance that I just might regret not doing it.




The next day, we hit that park again. Because it was gorgeous and because she wanted to and because I absolutely cherish these moments with her.




The cuddles are slowing down, there are no more middle of the night feedings, there is no more laying around doing tummy time. I already miss those so, so much. But there is this; there's chasing her around a park, there's her laughing as I swing her high in the air over and over, there's an excited "Bird Mommy!!" as we check out the ducks. There is still all of that. And so long as there is all of that, I'll buck up and join her on those adventures. After all... I can sleep when I'm dead.

vitamin d

I don't know about you, but the weather this winter has really made me a downer. Add the major life changes we've had going on in with seriously gray, wet, cold weather, and I'm quite the Eeyore.

Not so fun.

Thankfully, I dare say spring is in the air.

If you don't believe me, you can come listen to me snort, cough, and sneeze as I battle my change of seasons hay fever. Super fun.

This morning I got up and went running while the hubs stayed at home with the little. It was gorgeous out. Sixty five degrees, sunny, with a breeze; heaven.

I hit the pavement with a smile on my face and enjoyed every second of my run.

It was so pretty out that I had to crank up the radio and roll the windows down for the ride home. Belting out some Train with the wind in my hair made me feel like ME again. Something I haven't felt in months.

I decided that in spite of the millions of things that needed to be done around the house today, it was simply too pretty to be indoors. So I packed up some lunch and took BG for her first picnic in the park.




She loved it. Of course she didn't do very much eating in between the staring at people, rolling in the dirt, and attempting to give her mom a heart attack by crawling straight for the lake (ie: the birds).



Clearly that fear wasn't passed down.

We had such a good time. I know I'll always remember sitting out in the sun with her watching her take it all in. Everything is so cool through a child's eyes.



After lunch, we headed over to the playground for a bit. She is still a big fan of the swings and today was even pumping her legs a little bit in there. Stop. Growing. Up.



Then we hit up the sandbox. BG is slowly coming around to playing in an oversized catboxthe sandbox (it's a daily battle to not let my neurosis rub off on my child..). Today she was everywhere! I was just happy to sit on the sidelines and not get dirty.

Bliss.







Then we came home and clearly BG loves the outdoors as much as I do, because she didn't want to sleep at all the rest of the afternoon. I think she just wanted to play outside.

I don't blame her.

However, I needed to get some stuff done so she got to watch a movie and eat some snacks.

I'm so excited for spring. Vitamin D sure is going to do this girl good.

first pool day.

A couple of weeks ago, BG and I attempted our first trip to the pool.

Oh good times...

As an aside, my child hates to be hot (gets it from her Mama). I had heard that babies didn't sweat.. but I'm calling bull. My child sweats. Her head sweats, her back, probably her armpits. She gets all that honest too..

So we pack up one Saturday while Daddy was still at work and drive about thirty minutes to a friends house to play in her neighborhood pool.

It. Was. So. Hot.

I got BG nice and lathered up with suntan lotion and then set her up in the shade. We had towels and blankets and toys and drinks and... So much stuff. I got us all unpacked and set up. BG was already hot and ruddy cheeked just sitting in the shade.


Right as we were planning to get in the water, a storm rolled in. It didn't start raining, but there was thunder and lightning in the distance and this new mama wasn't taking any chances. We sat around and waited to see if the storm blew over for a while, but eventually headed on home.

BG & C

Not the most successful pool day.

I can't wait to try again. BG loves the bath so I'm hoping she'll be a water baby and totally dig the pool. Guess we'll have to find out later.

randomosity

Has anyone else noticed that Simon Cowell is most def wearing eye liner on Idol?! And that Ellen has scary eyes?

No? That's just me. Whatever.

Being 33 1/2 weeks pregnant has made a huge change in my life. I have a new bed. I miss you Mr. Perfect, but our recliner is my new best friend. Best baby purchase ever, hands down.

My dogs are really stressing me out at the moment. Please tell me that gets better when the baby gets here. Because right now I'm freaking out that I won't be able to handle them and her. Gah.

I am very uncomfortable at work. Come on maternity leave.....

We got a little spring teaser this week and now it's blame cold again. Come on warm weather. I cannot take it much longer!

We had another doctors appointment this past Tuesday. My baby has a head full of hair (you can see it floating in the fluid and that is so weird), her chubby cheeks are even chubbier, and she has the cutest little mouth and nose. Oh I love her!! However, she needs to chill out on the growing. She gained 7 ounces bringing her up to 5 pounds 11 ounces already. And she still has a big 'ol head. Ouch. Her stress test went ok. My appointment was right at lunch time so I hadn't eaten in a while, so she was pretty tired. We had to pull every trick in the book (caffeine, the buzzer, crackers) to get her moving. She definitely gets her desire to sleep honestly. Somebody's like their mother! But she did great. This little girl is getting ready to make her appearance!

Hope y'all are having a great week!

snow day in coastal town

Holy cow it snowed in Coastal Town this weekend.

Peeps, that is huge. It hasn't snowed here since 1989. That's 21 years.

It didn't stick at my house (boo) and was gone the next morning, but Friday night we had snow. It was enough that it coated my car and the back deck. It wouldn't stick in the yard which the pups were highly upset about, but hey, it was snow.





Those are some impressive flakes y'all!

Mr. Perfect was not impressed that I made him come out in the snow...

He was miserable, but this had to be documented!!

This is how I spent my Friday night, watching the snow fall. I was in shock that it snowed, I totally did not believe our weather guy when he said it would happen.

Yep.. that's it.

The next morning, Face*book was overloaded with friends' pictures of their "snow day". It's quite obvious we don't get to see this.. oh ever.

It was really cold and wet though and my ear has hurt since I went out and played in it. So I'm good on snow for another couple of years. I know most of y'all are being pelted with much more snow than this, so keep warm!