A good day, indeed.

Today was a fun day. This morning we got to go and hear our new Little...those quick heartbeats made us all smile. All is well on the new baby front, and I'm really feeling so good.

Then this evening I had a recital for my 3 piano students. Josephine graciously leant her fellowship hall, and I think everyone had a good time. And Michael's mom and dad brought lots of super-delicious, homemade Asian food...we were glad that we waited on dinner. :) Big thanks to the sweet kids for their hard work (the trio even worked out!), and to the mom's for all their help with the reception!



Then home for a bath.



And all is well.
Love.
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She broke the bread into two fragments, and gave them to the children, who ate with avidity. "She has kept none for herself," grumbled the sergeant. "Because she is not hungry," said a soldier. "Because she is a mother," said the sergeant.

- Victor Hugo


I'm thankful today (and every other day), that I get to be Mama to these kids...and I pray that I can show just a glimpse of God's great love to them, and teach them in the way they should go.

This mothering business is tougher than I imagined, but such good, rewarding work...wouldn't you say?

Happy Mothers Day!

18 whole months

Full fun weekend. Took part in a garage sale...and our attic looks better now, even if our junk didn't go for much. Also, had fun getting to spend a little time with Clayton, Angie, and the boys while they were here.



Yesterday Im went to visit the doctor for an 18 mo. checkup. She hated every minute. She started crying when the nurse walked in the room and basically kept it up at varying levels until the appointment was over. Even when Dr. Tull and I were just visiting, Immy sobbed with her head on my shoulder. Poor baby. She got her last shot...and won't get another one until she's 4 years old. Happy news right there.
Aside from the crying, she checked out great. 32 1/2" (75%), 26 lb (85%).


Today was a better day for Imogen. Whitney, Kamryn, Chauntee, Auty, and Davie all came to have lunch and play. Of course we all had fun. Immy was too wound up for a nap after everyone went home...but we took a walk and she went to sleep, then transferred beautifully to her bed (it's usually hit or miss with a transfer). Now I'm wondering if I should wake her so she can have a normal bedtime, or just let her sleep.....

I'll close with a couple snaps from a few days ago.



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Funny story.

Immy does pretty well knowing who's stuff is who's. She will see the toothbrushes on the side of the sink, pick up one and say, "Dada's", and sure enough, it'll be T's brush. Or shoes. She can point to the shoes (inevitably lying about the house) and tell you which are "Mama's" or "Dada's" or "Amah's" (Immy's).
So when I found this yesterday....

...I said, "Immy, who's cup is that?"
She takes another long drink, looks up at me and says, "Mine."

Oh, this kid.


And I'm feeling better, day by day. There are still definite times in the day when I get the quease...but I think it's getting better. Thanks to you all for the kind words and wishes! And much thanks to husband and daughter for bearing with me so often!!


We had a lovely lovely weekend. Jeremy and Sydney were here with us (no pics, deepest apologies, Syd.), and we had fun hanging out and going to the wedding! Oh, and the guys golfed, and we shopped a little. Much fun.


Oh, and I meant to share this pic a couple weeks ago. I'm so thankful for these two little girls, they bring so much sunshine to our world! And I'm glad they'll grow up like sisters, but hopefully fight less than real sisters do...we'll see :).

Love.
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