My Mother's Day started yesterday with the arrival of these beautiful flowers from my parents. They are the perfect accoutrement to the table that sits between our two rockers on the porch. I love that my parents remember their children on Valentine's Day and Mother's Day every year. Even before I was a mommy, my mother once gave me a letter she sent my grandparents shortly after I was born. It's one of my favorite, most treasured "possessions."
Jack gave me this fun little frame he "made" at daycare with a sweet picture of him in it. Not sure how they got him to sit still so nicely for this picture. I love it--so does he (he keeps trying to kiss the picture).
Finally, Jack surprised me (with a little help from his daddy) with a beautiful new jewelry box. I love it!
We spent the weekend puttering around town. We have been having the downstairs painted and unfortunately, it has been somewhat of a nightmare. Long story short, they started on Monday, were supposed to be done mid-day Wednesday and were still here yesterday. Oh--and they are coming back tomorrow because they are STILL NOT DONE. Our entire downstairs is torn apart so we really can't have Jack down there at all. So, we spent the weekend shopping for some new decorative things since we went in a whole new direction with the colors. Jack was a good boy during all of the shopping and, as a result, he got a play kitchen today on one of our errands. :-)
Speaking of redecorating, if you are anything like me and love looking at model homes and peeking at how other people decorate their homes, check out
Kelly's Korner. She is hosting a fun, weekly "home tour" and literally has hundreds of links to pictures of other people's homes. This week was living rooms and last week was kitchens. Definitely satisfies the "peeping tom" in me. ;-)
On a final note, as an added Mother's Day bonus, I got to peek at our baby this morning. Not for the reasons I would have liked, but got a look nonetheless. I had made it this far (12 weeks) none of the problems we had in the first trimester with Jack that probably resulted in his premature birth. Unfortunately, last night, I started having the same problems and so we took a trip to the doctor this morning. They did an ultrasound to check on the baby. First, I should mention that this began as the world's worst ultrasound. Seriously. The woman brought me in without saying a whole lot. For 20 minutes, she was scanning me without saying one word. NOT.ONE.WORD. Didn't show me the screen, didn't say a word. As you can imagine, I was convinced in my head that things must be terribly wrong for her to just be scanning away without saying anything to me. I could tell she was diligently taking measurements and she was very serious. Finally, she turns the screen toward me and turns into a totally different person. She very excitedly shows me fingers, toes, the head, the brain, the face, arms, legs...well, you get the picture. She tells me that the baby is VERY active, which was making it hard for her to take measurements, which is why it took so long. The baby is fine but, unfortunately, we are seeing the same issues in my uterus that we had the last time around. *Sigh* We were hoping this wouldn't be the case this time around but it is what it is. The baby is hanging in there and we will just hope and pray things continue to go as well as they have been. It's a good reminder of who is really in control and I'm trusting Him.
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