Tuesday July 29 at 8pm jodimichelle.com is sponsoring a “Wince and Wine” night at Butches in Holland, Mi.
We’ll be buying the first 2 bottles of wine – but the rest is on you.
Wince and Wine is a night of reminiscing and laughter – break out your old high school or middle school journals – do you ever wince to yourself when you re-read some of that drama? Good! Bring it and share it!
I’ll be starting the night off to get our feet wet with laughter – I have PLENTY of embarrassing and wince worthy entries to get us going and then I’ll sit back and join in on the laughter with all of you as participants take turns doing a reading (or readings) from their journal. Let’s get interactive!
Are you with me?
We’re heading up to Grand Marais, MN for the holiday weekend. A friend is getting married up there and we’re using it as an excuse to have some fun.
We’ll be staying in a little studio for a few nights while we’re up there. We are driving our way – so we’ll take our time, and hotel it somewhere along the way – ideas? tips? things we must see???
We LOVE road trips and thankfully Aaron’s parents are letting us borrow their minivan for this one since our family has grown. We’re looking forward to the extra room to stretch. I’m so excited, too, because Jessica will probably remember some of this trip – some of the things we see and do and I can’t wait to make some of those memories.
The 4th of July is also my dad’s birthday – he’ll be 53 – HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!
Look out for some photos – I’ll try to put a few up as we go, although I’ll be without my computer since it, also, has taken a trip to the crapper. Yup. The external hard drive and now my laptop. Oh – on top of the over $6,000 we still have left in medical bills from Olivers birth. Yea – this has been an awesome month for us financially. Good thing we have a sense of humor, kind of.
Even better that we’re not drowning – God will provide. He always does.
Happy Independence day!!
This is a pregnancy update – so I stop getting phone calls prefaced with – “Are you in the hospital?” “Are you in labor?”
Stop it. All of you – and you know who are. I am talking to you. Stop.
Had another non-stress test today – went really well. Baby is a happy little guy in there, everything is looking wonderful. No change in the labor department. I’m still 3 centimeters dilated and 65% effaced.
We will not be announcing when we are in labor, we hope to go in to labor very soon – but for the love, please stop calling me and asking me if it’s happened yet. And just because I don’t call you back doesn’t mean we are in labor either – it means I’m ignoring you. And I’m busy.
Since everyone and their mother is waiting for me to have this baby and I’ve been consumed with thinking labor would or could start at any minute – I’m changing the direction of these thoughts today and making an effort to stop thinking about it already.
No matter how this baby gets here – he’ll be here before the end of May, which is only weeks away. In the mean time I’m going to take long baths, put my feet up, enjoy the present my wonderful husband got me in the cleaning service that comes once a week for the next little while. I’m going to bask in the sun with my daughter, play in the dirt and probably make a royal mess making something with her … like cookies or play doh.
I’m going to take walks and stop to pet the worms because Jessica’s fascinated with all things “creature” right now. We’re going to eat watermelon out of it’s core with spoons on the patio and buy fresh cut flowers from a local florist.
I’m going to plan our little get away for the end of May – and circle all the things I want to do around Tulip Time on the calendar and then dream about eating cotton candy and caramel apples. Then I’m going to save my pennies so I can actually eat a caramel apple when the time comes. I want to take a long walk downtown while the food vendors are hanging out and tell Jessica stories of all the Tulip Time’s past and how we ceremoniously eat at “Junk Food Alley” every year to kick off the Tulip Time season with my family. And how we still do it to this day, our own little tradition. A way of inaugurating this festival into our lives for the week or two it’s around. We love Tulip Time.
I’m going to make a t-shirt with Jessica that announces her Big Sister status, but only if and when she wants to help. This morning I’m going to carry her around like a baby because that’s what she’s requested and I’m enjoying every minute of her soft kisses and curly post-bath hair tickling my face as she pretends to coon like a newborn.
But right now? Right this minute – I’m going to make breakfast for her and I and then eat, in front of the TV with her while she watches Tom and Jerry because we never let her watch Tom and Jerry in the morning – or while eating breakfast. And today? Today is different. Today we’re thinking about something other than parenting or a baby coming. Today we’re thinking about the moments we pass up all too often to hurry on to the next thing in life – whether thats an appointment or an agenda or just simply something else to do. Not today. Today we’re embracing the small stuff.
The Craft Fair was ok. I went to bed last night NOT wanting to participate, just because my feet were the size of footballs … literally. The water retention is kicking it up a notch over here and it’s a little painful. So I went to bed thinking we just wouldn’t go. Then I woke up on time this morning, without the alarm and thought – fooey. So after complaining about it to Aaron for about 10 minutes we decided to go and give it a try.
It wasn’t very busy – but since we had food we did ok. We probably broke even with our cost, so it wasn’t a total bust. And it was a super great way to keep me busy and my mind off this baby for the past week. After hearing promising news from the OB it’s hard to think of anything BUT labor. This was a great distraction.
We have another doc apt on Monday, which at this point, I think I’ll make it to. We’ll see what he says at that point. I’ve resigned myself to being pregnant for a few more weeks if thats what it takes. I just am so so ready to hold this baby in other regions of my body – than my womb. However, patience is a virtue – one I’m learning to acquire some more.