I wanted to add a link to this mini-book I made for my mom for mother's day (thank you Simple Scrapbooks for a cool book that gave me easy prompts for completion.) It was a fun project and one my mom really treasures.
2. Dave usually goes to a local bakery for fresh cinnamon rolls or other treats.
3. Plants are the cheapest prices of the season.
4. I am motivated to plant those plants once I get home.
5. During a picnic at a local park, that was virtually empty, Ben looked up at us and said "This is a really great day." And I am reminded to do this more often.
6. The first barbecue of the season, salmon one night, chicken the next with this yummy bottled sauce, "Annie's Organic Original Barbecue Sauce."
7. Maternity clothes were on sale this weekend, funny how pants that fit really make me less grumpy.
8. Ice cream tastes better over a holiday weekend (but I have to remember that eating out of the Umpqua half gallon container is not the same as eating out of a pint of Ben and Jerry's, even though it was light ice cream...)
9. In the Northwest the sun is notorious for coming out on Monday mornings, following a rainy weekend, so our sunny, holiday Monday was fun- I didn't have to look out the window at work and feel bad about not enjoying the sunshine.
10. There always seems to be less traffic if you stay in town.
11. I took some great photos, can't wait to scrap them with some items I picked up this weekend.
12. We were able to spend time with family, talk to family that is far away, and catch up with friends, again, I blame the lack of weekend scheduling- something else I will definitely do more of this summer.
13. My son Ben especially loves a holiday where the American flag is everywhere. Since he was just a little guy he has loved seeing the red, white, and blue flying in the breeze. And yesterday, from the back seat, we kept hearing him call out each time we passed a flag.
I am so pleased to have happy news to share, now that all of our family has been officially notified, I can proudly say that we will be the parents of a new baby in early November. We feel extremely blessed and blissful to be welcoming a new little brother or sister for Ben into our household (must be why we bought the minivan, hmm.)
Ben's first response was "For real?". I think that was good because he got his dreamy, far away look, which he gets when he is "goofy happy". And for the past week he has been kissing my tummy and saying "I love you little baby." He'll get some practice around a new baby soon, my sister in law Anne is due with her second child in two weeks. We had just visited them recently and Anne talked about how sick she was when pregnant with her son, Matthew, and not so sick with the little girl she is currently carrying. So a few nights ago Ben said, "Mom, I think the baby in your tummy is going to be a boy because you were throwing up a lot." So much for thinking that I had been getting sick quietly...
The news of our pregnancy has been a great thing for our family, especially at this hard time. Dave was able to go up and share this news with his mom, dad and stepmom, and siblings this week, as well as many family friends. I feel that the news of a baby this fall, along with a new baby coming along soon, is helping us all along the path to healing.
I hope that everyone has shared a little bit of joy with someone they love today.
"A mother holds her children's hands for a while, their hearts forever."
Today our hearts are aching. My 21 year old brother in law, Jonathan Distin, and one of his friends died Sunday in a car accident in Vancouver. On Mother's Day. And our hearts ache. Jon was the sweetest boy, I've known him since he was 5, and the first night I met him he curled up and fell asleep in my lap. Jon was in our wedding. Jon was an Eagle Scout, just like his big brother, my husband Dave. Jon was a terrific uncle, a 21 year old young man who was unselfish enough and patient enough to play with his 2 year old and 5 year old nephews. Jon could fix bikes and cars like you wouldn't believe. Jon's broad smile rarely left his face. Son, brother, uncle, friend. And our hearts ache.
The outpouring of love that has come from this time of grief has amazed our family. And the various memories of him fill our hearts with happiness, even today. And yet our hearts ache.
We saw Jon last weekend, at his sister's house for dinner. We laughed with him, visited, teased him while his cell phone rang off the hook (girls calling). Jon took our 5 year old son Ben out to look at his Volkswagon Beetle that he had fixed up, the same kind of car big brother David drove when we were first dating. That's why I thought the picture on this posting was fitting. It is a card I made back in October for Jon's 21st birthday- even at a young age you can see his sweetness shining through. I am thankful for our time last weekend, and for knowing Jon. But my heart still aches.
Hug those you love a little tighter today.
"Light of Home"
My son, thou wilt dream the world is fair.
And thou spirit will sigh to roam.
And thou must go; but never, when there,
Forget the light of home!"
How can May be a third of the way over already-I can't believe that it is going so quickly. I guess Mom was right, time goes faster once you become a mom yourself. I think my lack of posting so far this month is a testament to the beautiful weather that we've been having (and I hope you've been enjoying some too).
I am so lucky to have my parents living only two blocks away from me, in my childhood home. They love being grandparents to Ben and he loves the special time he gets with Gramma and Papa. They both enjoy outdoor activities and respecting, something they ingrained in us at an early age, and they have helped to pass this love on to Ben. When he sees litter we pick it up and he always shakes his head and says "People who litter must not know that the Earth is alive." Yesterday we took a walk in the West Eugene Wetlands, a project my dad has helped to create, and saw dozens of tadpoles as well as a "cool" great blue heron flying overhead. As we were approaching a pond I reminded Ben that we should use quiet voices so we wouldn't disturb nature. A few steps later, in a booming voice, I hear "Hey, Mom I think we can talk loud because I don't see any nature."
Over the past couple of weeks my mom, with some help from my dad too, has been helping me shape up our yard. Last year Dave added 500 square feet to our house and because of all the construction I really neglected the yard. My mom has the greenest thumb of anyone I know and a great sense of which plants look great together. I am grateful for her help and I am enjoying the time we get to spend outside together. And every night, when I look outside our bedroom window, I can enjoy the beauty of nature, smell the flowers and the newly spread hemlock bark, listen to the rustling of the leaves, and feel a connection to the earth as well as to my parents.
This morning I picked a bouquet of lilacs to take to my mom- their sweet scent filled her house and brought a smile to her face. The lilacs are called Miss Kim and in our yard I have a plant for each member of our family. Black-eyed Susan's for mom, Stevia for dad, David Phlox for my husband, Sweet Peas for Ben- because I haven't found a Ben plant yet.
The sun is shining here again today, and I will remember to take a moment to laugh in the sunshine.
"Just living is not enough," said the butterfly. "One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower."