Bed Rest, Day 3 (continued)

I thought Lucas might have been a bit traumatized seeing Mama in bed day after day, but what was I thinking? Tons of daddy time, playdates without me, grandparents around every corner...

Today Lucas went to Paul's house (a friend from school.) Ginny put them right to work. You can see just how upset Lucas is ;)





Chris is doing a fantastic job juggling work, shuffling Lucas off to school, preparing meals, doing laundry, grocery shopping, etc. This morning he urgently asked Lucas to put on his shoes (I seconded it from the bedroom) because they were running late. He didn't even lose his patience when returned to a shoeless but very focused Lucas spoon-feeding a stuffed animal. "I have to feed my baby every morning."

All the grandparents are pitching in too.

Yesterday my mom brought over dinner and made a chicken soup which I've been enjoying today.

My dad came over today and helped with things, and picked up a prescription (antibiotics, unrelated, I'm thrilled.) We sat on lounge chairs in the sun and sipped tea. We did not talk about Russian history (although he did try.) But I did get some good stories about the mining town in Ontario where he grew up (drawing a blank on the name now.) And as usual, I was entertained by his odd declarations. "I tell people a shot of vodka is much healthier than a glass of milk (so far we agree) because of all that bacteria (what?? never heard this as an argument against milk.)

I'm just lying around, meditating as I look out the picture window of my room. Thank goodness it is fall - beautiful! I collected some favorite bible verses of the amazing women of my church and reading them has been like a healing tonic. Next, I need to get into a good book. I'm just hoping I don't turn into a noodle by the time this week is over. I still need strength! 6 weeks to go til my due date and an energetic boy to keep alive! (Caught him just in time today - he was planning to stack a small stool on top of a large one in the master bathroom so he could see his face in the mirror. The downside of Montessori-instilled independence!)

Bed Rest, Day 3

I thought that completing the nursery would get me back into blogging again, but apparently that was not enough. Lying in my bed for three days however, seems to have done it!

Sunday, I stayed overnight at the hospital where they discovered a "marginal sinus tear" (in the placenta) the next morning. This is not the same as a partial placenta abruption, which can be much worse. Hopefully a week of bed rest will do it. And I plan to follow that up with a leisurely schedule which focuses primarily on my physical and spiritual well-being. Something I should have begun months ago!

One more thing on this little "scare" we had. I had asked earlier on for a spiritual pregnancy, thinking of sunshine and butterflies. And I have had some of that. But this has been the most spiritual moment of the pregnancy by far.

I never expected to be bleeding at 33 weeks. But the amazing thing is that I did not feel fear (Romans 4:6-9.) For a moment, I felt regret, wishing I had rested more and not sweated the small stuff so much. But I immediately thought of Christ on the cross and these feelings vanished.

Chris and I have been reading a book "The Jesus I Never Knew." If anyone wants to really understand Jesus, this is a powerful book. After changing into my hospital gown, as we were waiting for the nurse to come in, we prayed. For things that at the moment seemed impossible - for this to be a false alarm, for the baby to go to full term. But then Chris prayed and recognized how Christ was stern and abrupt with his disciples when their faith wavered. And at that point everything was in his hands.

Last Day of School

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We were so excited to have Lucas finish up his first year at Arbor Montessori. The tardiness of this post doesn't show it, I realize. Towards the end of the year, I could tell that Lucas needed a break. I was wondering if we had started school too early. But in the end, I think for Lucas (and for me!) it was the right decision. His best friend at school, Alexander (pictured above), definitely sweetened the deal for Lucas.

As soon as school finished, he burst forth with everything he had learned. He counted, out of the blue, to twenty-nine (except 15-17). And began singing many cute songs:

"When I was a young thing, not so long ago
I had to learn things I didn't even know
How to dress myself, tie my shoe, how to jump a rope
How to smile with a picture like a dope."

I am not sure where he got this last line. In general, just had a big mental growth spurt.

In the beginning of the summer, we reenacted the last week of school, over and over again. He was always Daddy and I was Lucas. He'd sit in a laundry basket and me behind him on a little bench. And after he buckled me in, he would drive me to school and then later pick me up after work. It would lead up to (although in the fantasy, the day would never actually arrive) the last day of school and the watermelon party, pictured here.

Gingerbread House

Christi, Jarrett and Elsa aren't the only ones having a white June. This morning, we finally got around to the gingerbread house Mia gave Lucas for Christmas. Lucas has been asking to do it for about 2 months now, regularly. It took me a little while to wrap my mind around it. The last one I did was tedious and the disappointment was great as I watched it come crumbling down with my niece's exuberant decorating style. (I'm just kidding Sierra.)

This one was much easier. The small size probably helped. Of course Lucas nibbled his way through the project then watched with awe as I sprinkled powdered sugar on top for the snowy finale.

Latest Lucasisms

I think we have reached a peak of hilarity.

At dinner after Daddy returned from an overnight trip to Alabama... "Daddy, what continent did you go to on your trip?"

"I love you Mommy. I love your foot, your chest, your legs, everything about you."

"I'm too tired to sit in the stroller. I need to walk."

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" After Lucas asked this, Chris said, "I don't know. What are you thinking?" Then Lucas drew a blank.

My mom (Mia) told Lucas a story about two nice mice, Pixie and Dixie, living in a hole in the wall and coming out occasionally to get cheese and get chased away by Jinx the cat. Lucas listened with a serous face. After the story was over, he said emphatically "NO. They did not live in our house. They died." Jinx was allowed to be in the house, but Pixie and Dixie were not welcome.

And Lucas's latest potty story:

"When I get older, I'm going to put a sink here (pointing), here, here and here. There gonna be sinks everywhere. Then, I'm going to paint this (pointing to bathtub area) red and put rainbows all around. And paint emergency vehicles everywhere.

Soon, a child's mommy is going to die. And I'm going to get a DeLorean. (At first I thought these two happenings were unrelated and certainly unrelated to the bathroom renovation.) I'm going to drive and pick up the child that mommy died and take him home. He's going to sit in the bathtub and look up and see the rainbows (at this point he gasped in delight, imitating the joy-filled orphan.)"

St. Augustine

Beware, long post ahead. It's just so hard to contain my love for St. Augustine...

We've been going to St. Augustine for years now. It started when I was looking for a Pilates certification program and the most suitable one I could find, in a city where I had any connections, was in St. Augustine, Florida. My connection is a family that I grew up baby-sitting for, who have let us stay in their quintessential beach home so many times. Every time we go, we fall in love with St. Augustine a little more.



Here is a view from their backyard which is on the bay. During this visit, we chatted with the neighbors more and for the first time realized that the next door neighbors home, is also an art gallery! So I treated myself to some pottery for my birthday.

The beach house is perfect...the vintage mirrors with painted flamingos, the cute play-doh sea-creature figurine gallery that Suzan and her daughter Amanda did years ago. Everything is so casual yet filled with love.

Here are a few pics of Lucas's first moments on the beach (about a 5 min drive from the house.)





The water was chilly so we played in the sand most of the time. Lucas was pretty rebellious during the trip and didn't want to be made to do anything he didn't want to do. At one point, I took a towel to wipe off all the sand that was on his face and mouth and mentioned I didn't want him to eat sand. So he picked up a handful, shoved it in his mouth and acted as if he liked it.

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Other than that, he was in his element on the beach. Sand castles, construction vehicles, shovels... Lucas loved adorning the castle tops with fallen reeds, spearing them like a mini-Mohican.

Almost as fun as going to the beach is riding bikes to the lighthouse. It's fun looking at all of the colorful florida homes with their lush tropical gardens. (I wish asparagus fern was perennial in Atlanta!) It's genuine Florida. Many are overgrown and need some TLC. Several have too many wind chimes and garden statues. But that is what I love about it!




On the lighthouse grounds, Lucas found some moss that he entertained himself with for quite some time. And on the way home we found a turtle in the middle of the road that we helped to cross the street.


One day my mom and I took a (LONG) walk into town. It was a beautiful, warm and breezy day. The Bridge of Lions, over the bay, is a sight in itself. But the views from it are indescribable. We even saw a dolphin playing in the water very near the docks and shore.

The last night, my handsome boys had a daddy-lukey evening on the beach...

Thank you Aunt Judy and Uncle Larry!

Chris's aunt and uncle, Judy and Larry sent Lucas a sweet homemade Valentine card with a Borders gift card tucked into it. We finally went to the store to redeem it. Of course we came home with cars! I tried to gently redirect him but in the end let him choose a Tonka book with 12 small cars and a play mat. I'm glad I did because it's a cute set and he loves it!

On the play mat is a minituare city - a school, firehouse, neighborhoods and hospital. He really gets into the zone, driving the cars around town. My mom had the police car stop for doughnuts. Then Lucas took the police car and it stopped for peanuts. Doesn't quite get it yet :)