Gress, Mcree and I got to hang out with some of our good friends this last weekend. Rad was away camping with some guys so it was the perfect girls weekend. I love to watch the interaction between Stella and Gress. Stella is such an old soul and has such a sweet heart. She blends in with anything around her…love that about her. And Liz loves the beach and deep conversation as much as I do so it was such a fulfilling weekend. THANKS Liz and Stella for coming to hang with us this last weekend!
These photos say it all..
For the last few months, Gressett has been telling strangers that Jesse is going to die. They kind of look at me strange and offer an uncomfortable smile. He says, “mom, my heart is going to hurt when Jesse dies”, and I would just sigh, knowing that our time with her is shortly coming to an end. Radford and I had hoped that we would know indefinitely when it was time to put Jesse down, really we were hoping she would happily dream about frisbees while she was sleeping and just pass away. Well, this week has come. Sweet Jesse’s back legs have given out and she can no longer get herself around. I told Gress it was like when we see people in a wheelchair and their legs don’t work and they ned the wheelchair to move around, and he said, “why don’t we just get Jesse a wheelchair?” Wow, I wish we had more happy years with Jesse but truth is, she has had a great life and her body is just old. I have known Jesse as long as I have known Radford so a long time! I know we will ALL miss her…including Mera, who has never been without Jesse. I am thankful for so many great memories with Jesse. Miss you already Jesse!
There is something about having a baby present that invites conversation from others. We sat yesterday in the mall eating our chickfila and a older woman couldn’t help but strike up a conversation with us. She smiled big watching Gress be silly. He was quite excited about her ice cream cone and wondered if he would get one too. For him, the ice cream cone was a reason to go talk to her. She kept looking our way smiling big and would share a story or a compliment. It’s moments like that that I realize what sweet boys I have (including my husband). THANKFUL today for the boys in my life!
When Mcree is in his room, you can often find his furry friend in there with him…..
I can see why second children are often laid back. It takes me longer to sometimes get to Mcree when he is crying, and by the time I get there, he is happy again or has fallen asleep. He also has to put up with dogs licking him, Gress being loud at all hours of the day (even during Mcree’s nap time), and getting things put in his face, getting giggled around by Gress and having to go with the flow of whatever the day holds. I am so very THANKFUL for this happy baby.
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Here is a photo of Gress and of Mcree at the same age….. (Mcree has a polar bear shirt on). There are moments when I think they look more alike but here they clearly look different. If I showed you the back of their heads at this point they would be identical with the balding patches! 🙂
I tried to promise myself when Mcree was born that he wouldn’t be shorted of photos. It is hard to keep up with the amount of photos that Gress had of his every breathing moment. I want to be sure that I take photos with just Mcree…to let him shine. I am already behind on his baby book and haven’t written down every little milestone from the past weeks. But let’s be honest, with little sleep and taking care of 2 kids…there is little time to document the everyday. I sit with the boys and smile A LOT! Those are the memories I hope to remember!
These faces make me smile. Mcree usually gives me these smiles at 4am….it makes it all worth it!
I can’t make decisions. There I said it. I like to think of myself as an independent thinker but I am just not that anymore. I like to have feedback. So today’s decision required a little prompting. The sun was shining and the thermometer hit somewhere around 70 degrees. Mcree was napping and Gress was having “quiet time” for an hour in his room because he just couldn’t sleep. I was FINALLY getting to my to do list of paying bills and balancing the 2 months of work accounting. I was feeling quite productive. But the voice in the back of my head kept reminding me that the beach was only 20 minutes away and it was practically summer outside. I pondered on the thought of packing the essentials and heading to the beach but quickly told myself that was an irresponsible thing to do a I had enough of my plate (I still had to make a meal for a family that just had a baby, make another desert for one of my favorite families, make lunch for a girls get together tomorrow, make a gift for a new baby, make our dinner, give the boys baths…and the list goes on, not to mention I was tired and had already attended storytime and the grocery before lunch). It was 3pm. Was I crazy? I asked Rad what he thought, which goes back to needing someone else to justify my decision. THANKFULLY he agreed with my spontaneous adventure and encouraged me to go. I quickly packed my bag (gave myself 5 minutes to get it all together and when the time was up, I had to go regardless of what I left behind). Let’s just say, it was EXACTLY what I (and Gress) needed. I smiled the whole way there. I got to be with my 2 boys in my favorite place.
I have been reminded so many times lately that life is short. Just today I heard 3 stories of people struggling, really struggling with their health and I don’t want to look back on my life and realize I missed out on the most important things…the people around me. I want to leave tasks undone if it means having moments of doing the things I love. I want to know my children…and know that what I do has impact in how they view a spouse, a friend, a follower of Jesus. My heart was full today.