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Well, we are down to the wire now, folks! Just got back from the doctor visit, we go back Tuesday for the ultrasound to make sure Rett and I look good.  Then, we will talk about scheduling his arrival probably for the end of next week.  Needless, to say, I'm scared out of my mind.  :)  And in all reality, I know it could happen before that but the unknown for me is almost better than the known.  I don't know.  Either way, we are going to be responsible for a real human in a little over a week.  The Lord sure does trust us.  Goodness! My last post was all about things that I am ready for...well, I thought of some more...     ~I'm ready to be able to wear my wedding rings again.     ~I'm ready to not be so hot all the time.     ~ I'm ready to not be so puffy (swollen).     ~ I'm ready to help on the house. These are just a few.  On the note of the house...it is coming along very nicely.  The Lord's time of Rett couldn't be any better.  He knew th

Well, as much as I thought Rett would be here by now, he's not.  Which is ok, just gives me time to work on washing his clothes and packing to move.  But I feel like a sitting duck...is that the old saying?  I don't know.  I just wait.  Kraig is staying busy at the new house so I should stay busy at the old house, right?  But I just want to sleep especially on rainy days.  But I am determined to get stuff accomplished today.  :)  Wish me luck. The reality of having a kid ANYTIME now is really starting to sink in.  And the anxiety of when/where/how/what of it all is starting to get to me too.  Every random back ache or hurt, I think...is that the start of labor haha or is this it?  Is my water going to break now?  So, I'm pretty anxious.  It's funny, growing up playing ball - my coach/dad always said to always know your next play.  You have to know where you are taking the ball before it gets to you so that's been my prayer that past week or so.  I have asked and a

I am having fun decorating the house.  I don't know our style yet but I know we are poor so I have taken to thrift stores.  I was content with keeping our old couch and loveseat but I wanted new ones since we had a new house.  :)  So, while Kraig works, (since I am banned to do much in the house) I go shopping.  I found a marvelous burnt orange chair last night. I had to have it.  Being a TN fan and all and just how vintage it looked...and it reclines which is a plus for Kraig.  So, we purchased it.  Then, today whilst waiting on the dogs at the groomer's, I went to thrifting again.  I am in the search for lamps/lighting for the living room because there is none.  I did not find any lamps/lighting but I did find a new couch with a hide-a-bed which will come in handy with all of Kraig's family coming in town this summer at different times.  I just fell in love with this one. It's a paisley print from Ethan Allen.  Apparently, the well-to-do lady who this came f

Now that I have had a few days to re coop and process the last few weeks and months...I can share some of the thoughts that have crossed my mind in the midst of it all and some of the lessons that I learned from family and Gran the past few weeks. I love my family.  All of them.  My Gran had 8 kids, they had 21 grand kids and now we are working on 20 great grand kids (I hope my numbers are right).  We have a huge family.  We are all different, come from different walks of life now but as my Aunt Dodie said at the funeral, Gran has taught us to love each other and not let strife come between us.  I think we do a pretty good job of loving each other.  I loved getting to sit with my aunts and uncles many nights that we were at Gran's and listen to stories of their childhoods and about their parents.  It was a great time.  We had a very unique few weeks especially leading up to my Gran's death.  Not many people can say that they got to say good-bye to their loved one and spend q