Getting ready for the Easter Bunny!!

 

Girl time!

Time away and alone was much needed on such a beautiful Spring day! Auntie Erin, the girls and myself took a stroll in the woods and fed some deer...

I think we all needed to put the move behind us and take sometime to be together!

Legett Avenue...

Sad, but true..We recently put our home on the market...I have had such mixed feelings with our decision. I love our block, our neighbors.Legett Avenue brought us new friends, and three beautiful children. Our dream home we will find, but never will it bring us the joy of a child.

As if we did not have enough on our plate, we have begun packing, cleaning and searching for the home we will hopefully live in for many, many years to come!

Above is my "City Cottage" as I called it..How I love this home...

Putting it all into perspective...

Humbling..

Last week I took a surprise trip to Bloomington Indiana. It is here that one of my dearest friends is undergoing radiation treatment for a disease she has been battling since we were 18 years old, Adenoid Cystic Carcinoma.

The trip was a four hour ride and surprisingly that morning was sunny and mild. It was the perfect day, and I could not wait to see her! The entire ride, flashbacks of our younger years became vividly clear once again.

The first memory I have of Leedy and I, is probably the most special..The day she shared with me that she was expecting a child. We were scared, excited and nervous. I remember the day her parents found out of the pregnancy. One week later she delivered a beautiful baby girl, Courtney...My goodness, was Courtney amazing...

A week after Courtney's birth Pat Sullivan (another childhood friend) and I watched Courtney while Leedy went to the dentist. It is this day that changed this courageous mother and daughters life forever..the day the dentist found a "spot" in her mouth...This was the begining of Leedy's lifelong battle.

All of the nights we would get ready in the bathroom of her parents home, she and Stacy would apply make up on me and help me look "cute", as my parents did not allow me to wear make up as of yet. Her family became a second family for me, and I loved each of them dearly...

I can remember the days and nights she and Stacy would try and pick me up in the "yellow boat", lol! The yellow boat was a yellow station wagon Stacy's parents bought her. I was not allowed in cars yet and it took much convincing for my parents to allow me to ride with them. We would go to the woods, or the cemetary for "parties"..oh my, when my mother reads this post, I am in trouble, haha!

My first heartbreak was also with Leedy, the loss of my first child, the end of an engagement..she was there with me holding my hand..

The day I met my birth father, Leedy, Uncle Jim and myself all sat and talked while we watched the O.J. Simpson chase on television..Once again, she held my hand and told me, "I could do this"..and I did..with her by my side...

Leedy is the friend that you can not see or talk to in years, but when we finally get together we can pick up where we left off and laugh!

Leedy was surprised when she saw me!!!We had a wonderful lunch, and even went to John Cougar Melllencamps home!!!Unfortunately he did not answer our calls from his gate, but nonetheless we tried and had a ball!!

Leedy is inspiring, she is amazing and never have I left having lunch with a friend and felt so blessed to have them in my life..

I love you my friend!

Our first walk as a Family...

 

A little too quiet..

Olyvia and Emma have been getting along so well. They have become very protective of each other, and can spend hours sharing and laughing..I love to sip my tea and sit in the back room listening to them, this has become one of my favorite parts of the day. It is clear in the way they talk with one another just how much they love each other. For the moment, and I hope a long moment, they are best friends.

As I was cleaning the main floor of the house, I realized along with my sister in law, that it was a little too quiet..As I peeked down below, this is what I saw.

I went pillow shopping the next day!

 

12 weeks old....

At twelve weeks old, you are now 12 pounds! It is hard to believe but true! It just goes to show you how a baby born so early can progress so well..
It is like our Olyvia. She had delays our first year at home, and look at her now. Children are so resilient, and when loved and in a good home... well they amaze you with their brilliance!!

At our last doctors appointment I was told they were a little worried at how much weight he is gaining (4 pounds in just one week) and so I need to start logging his intake once again. I am not worried, I truly believe that once Owen learned how to eat on his own, well he fell in love with FOOD!! He will have his intake appointment for physical therapy on March 22nd. Like Olyvia, they will come to our home once a week and work with Owen. These were the only two concerns this week, which to me means we are making progress!

P.S...I love having a son....