Rye: character study

Before Aliya comes and shakes things up, here are some pictures of our favorite 2 and 1/2 year old.

Now his personality starts to come out. He got a stick and is bossing Mia around...

challenging Daddy to a duel, or something...

I love this one. It shows the "true" character of both Rye and Mia...who is attacking Zoe.

who knows...

and Rye with Ginormica, otherwise known as Mommy.

My Girls

Here are a couple 'self portraits' from a girls night with some of the girls from my bible study. Sure do love these lovely ladies.

love.

Pregnancy: The Home Stretch

I find myself now in week 38. Wow. Wish I could say the time has flown. Wish I could say I enjoyed every minute of it, heck wish I could say I enjoyed any minute of it! Ha, ok well what can I say? This too shall pass? At this point it's just comforting to know that no one has ever been pregnant forever. No matter that it feels like it's been forever, it will not last forever. And actually we now have a definitive end date. THAT is something to be excited about.

The past few weeks have been hard. Surprise, surprise, huh? Everything about this pregnancy has been so much harder than with Rye, and different. I'm interested to see how different Aliya is from Rye too. It will be interesting to see how indicative, or not, this pregnancy is about who she is. Hmmmm, I probably shouldn't put too much stock in that or I might become worried.

We all had the stomach bug again this past weekend. That makes 5 times this pregnancy for me. Surely that is a record. I was having a meltdown Friday night, you know, bad day, feeling all the "symptoms", worn out, emotional breakdown. I was telling Trev how I couldn't handle it anymore and I couldn't handle anymore....then we heard Rye throw up in his bed. You know at that point I just laughed and said, Ok Lord, apparently I can handle a lot more!

Monday I had my 2-weeks-left check-up. She has dropped and is pretty much a low as she can go until she decides to evacuate. 2 cm dialated so things are a'movin. I had a nice long talk with my doctor and she recommended that we induce next week if she hasn't made her arrival by then. So, Tuesday, May 1st, Lord willing and Aliya cooperating (if possible ;) we will have our little girl in our arms and PRAISE GOD out of my body. It's weird having a definitive end date. It's weird to have a plan. Not that I put too much stock in that because if the past in any indication of the future, Aliya will not cooperate with my plan....but either way, next Tuesday at the latest, she will be out.

So, we are in countdown mode. The to-do list keeps getting crossed off and then added to in what I'm sure Trevor would describe as a depressing pattern. Nesting, nesting, who can understand why certain things HAVE to be done. But they do, oh they do. And my freezer is happy to be organized so really it's not such a bad thing.

Well those are the thoughts of this a'rambling whale of a woman. Take it or leave it.

Aliya's Nursery

Here is Aliya's room. All ready for her for whenever she is ready to arrive. Hint, hint, Aliya. Not that anyone here is impatient or anything.... ok, without further ado...

We tried to use most of what we had from Rye, so the curtains (minus the new valence I made at the top), chair (minus the new pillow I made), the dresser (minus the fresh coat of paint, thank you Pinterest for the idea), crib etc are all "recycled." We decided to get rid of the oppressive blue though, thank goodness. See here for what it used to be.

Shelves Trevor built for Aliya. We should have thought of this for Rye...oh well. This lamp was in my room growing up. It is also a music box. I gave it a bit of a color update, the original was a bit more....dated. It makes me happy to have it in her room.

Birdy details.

The sweetest rabbit the world has ever seen. oh I love it.

So, whatcha think?

Taylor Visit

some lovely shots (subjects, not so much photo quality) of Rye and Gramma and Papa...

generationally speaking...

Come back soon, Mom and Dad!

Easter 2012

Here's the Easter Taylor family glory shot.

(Special thanks to JennyB for supplying the cute maternity shirt. )

And the close up...

We spent Easter out at the Rhudy's for a massive conglomerate of Easter dinner, egg hunt and birthday fun. Yes, my birthday fell on Easter...again. Sheesh. Here are some shots of our day...

this is funny, Trev has high standards each egg must meet (not really, but it looks like it)...

Happy Easer time

First Haircut(s)

Rye has had a couple "first haircuts." Meaning, Briana got impatient and decided to start chopping while he was in the tub. Trevor scolded me for not documenting such a momentous occasion, to which I replied that it was not an "official" haircut so it didn't count. Well then he had a couple "unofficial" haircuts...so we decided that maybe we should document them...

Well after a few...mishaps I decided that maybe it was time for an "official" haircut. Here's that event, properly documented.

Rye was afraid of the cape, and the chair....so hence, I look like a moron as he gets a haircut. I think it was a conspiracy.

I love the expression on his face here...,mine, not so much.

Success!