honestly every time i get time to blog i’m not into it. i think the 9 years of blogging in my 20’s burned me out. so since i announced my pregnancy of baby number 3 we found out it’s a boy! we are naming him Gatsby. people have a lot of opinions on this name and frankly we don’t care. i’m 32 weeks pregnant now and a billion times more uncomfortable than either pregnancy with the girls.
husband is in the trenches of applying to law school, working from home, serving the needs of our girls every day and still managing to be the best husband. i’m going to school monday – friday and am gone from the house from 8-530p. it’s a rough time for us that seems to only be a preview of the next three years of law school. but our relationship has been a never ending maze of craziness since we met so i’m pretty sure it’ll be fine.
the crazy part right now is we have no idea where we will be living come September. we have a list of states and i have only one week of maternity leave from school to make this whole plan happen. moving out of state again with three kids is going to be the thing i brag about for at least ten years.
grey is starting to talk more. she says “stop it” a lot but that’s mostly her parroting us. starkweather is in a terrible stage where she is extra full of attitude and tells us to “leave me alone!” and “don’t talk to me!” several times a day. it’s marvelous. her vocabulary is astounding and she doesn’t forget anything we tell her…EVER. we are potty training her and if someone warned me about this process i might have thought twice about the whole kid thing.
that’s the update. i’ve included a photo of our girls watching the fake new year’s eve countdown on netlfix. they were unimpressed. they went to bed at 8p we went to sleep at 10p…sober.
E. Grey has hit the 1 year mark. She is almost walking on her own. But mostly when we try to get her to walk she pretends her legs are made of spaghetti. She has begun throwing tantrums of epic proportions. Arched back, legs kicking, loud screaming. A classic tantrum if you will. She still isn’t a fan of sleeping. She is extremely interested in eating everything and anything. She says “woah woah woah” and “no”. But not much else. Sometimes I think she can talk but is holding out on us. I like to annoy her by cuddling her when she wants to play. She likes to annoy me by yelling at the top of her lungs for no reason and then smiling so I can’t get too mad. It’s been a good year with our second baby.
the girls had a rough grumpy morning. they wouldn’t eat breakfast (which is insane for eleanor grey) they were fighting over a Cinderella toy cage match style, & then they knocked the lamp over & crawled on it bending it. so instead of yelling I put them in this chair made them hug & tickled them until they couldn’t take it. all was forgiven until nap time.
“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the courage to start all over again.”-Eric Roth
I’m glad i always describe myself as an occasional blogger. because i have been terrible about keeping up with this blog. so what has happened. hmmmmm, we moved. AGAIN. but i am so in love with our new place.
i started school, i’m taking a business class online. it’s great but i decided to also start school at Paul Mitchell for cosmetology. i’m excited to be creative in another medium besides writing and to start a completely different career. it’ll be difficult managing our little family with andrew working full time and me in school nights but we think the sacrifice is worth it.
we also made another family decision, andrew is going to take the LSATs. and we will move to wherever he gets into law school. so some pretty exciting, challenging and fun stuff is happening in our family.
the babies are good. starkweather is almost 2 and grey is 9 months. they are starting to become friends and can play together sometimes without me interfering too much. however starkweather really likes to knock over grey when she pulls herself up. grey is almost walking which is incredible considering she is so young. but she is completely fearless which is exhausting.