Our little He-Man has been having too-close-for-comfort near meltdowns all day and looking like he was dangerously close to needing to be put to bed since oh, about, 4:30. Imagine my surprise when we are watching Harry Potter (the one where R.Patz dies) after an early dinner and I look over to see him snoring into the arm of the couch. OK, maybe not so much surprise.
So I decided to settle in and write a real post and sort through a few photos. I'm certainly no editing expert, so judge away. I just enjoy playing around with photographs of my ridiculously adorable child. I am most definitely biased.
Moving on. We took a trip to our home state in March and I just got around to uploading the pictures today. Imagine my husband's surprise at the delay. Again, not so much of a surprise.
This was the first long road trip we've made thus far during this pregnancy. Well, that we knew of. I was pregnant and didn't know it early January during another trip. I was in no shape to try and pilot or co-pilot the long haul in one stretch so we took a break for the evening 3 hours into the trip. Yes. 3 HOURS. The horror. We got started much too late in the day, the dogs weren't having it, IJC's motion sickness meds were doing wonky things and my bladder was costing us some serious time. So we decided to stop in Arkansas and hit 'er hard in the morning.
The last leg of the trip went off without a hitch, as far as I remember. And we made it to the Mitten with lots of hugs waiting to greet us. It was the first time seeing everyone since finding out we were expecting baby #2, so everyone was extra excited. We visited, went fishing, shopped, ate and did all of the textbook home-visit things you do when you spend months away from your loved ones. We love the life the military has provided us and my husband 100% loves his job, but I'd be lying if I said it wasn't hard to be away from our families as we raise our child.
He is a champ about it all, of course. Military children are some of the most resilient, well adjusted and well-rounded children I've ever met. Our son is no different and I am so very thankful for that. I'm constantly amazed at how he rolls with the punches of this crazy life. He makes me us proud!
Daddy and IJC enjoying some farm time.
(please ignore the mustache. Mustache March is the bane of my existence)
Fishing on the Pond!
And while I am at it, I am going to throw my 17 week belly photo. I am almost 21 weeks now, but I want to at least get it down here! I will post the 21 week photo on Friday and keep doing it bi-weekly until the end from there.
Well folks, that's all for now! I hear a big ice cold glass of water calling my name.
He's so cute! Yay for early bedtime!
ReplyDeleteI'm so ultra jealous of your boobs. Seriously. Even when I was breastfeeding twins I could even come close to that glory.