The Baby's Big Sister

makes me happy.



People ask me all the if I think Cashius knows that I'm pregnant or how she's reacting to the pregnancy.

Up until yesterday afternoon I really didn't think she understood, even though I've told her numerous times that she's about to become a big sister, or even sensed that something different was going on with mommy.

Yeah - that was until I lied down on the grass beside her so daddy could test out his new iphone camera.

Her choice of pose, not mine.

I'm thinking she's going to make one fantastic big sister.

The Afternoon Breeze

makes me happy.



More specifically, the afternoon breeze and channel 26 playing on my Sirius satellite make me happy.

It's really the little things these days folks that I'm trying to find joy in as the old stand bys are quite what they used to be.

For example, the 'S' in my Seegs continues to be get more challenging on a daily basis - wonderful none-the-less, but challenging - and then while indulging in the 'eggs' part this afternoon, I officially learned what it's like not to have taste buds!

Hello?!? No where did I read about this little treat of pregnancy... loosing all sensation of taste?!?

Well - unless ice cream turns out to be the only thing I can taste for the next 4 weeks I don't think I'll have to worry about packing on the pounds during this last month!

Oreo Blizzard for dinner anyone? A girl's gotta try.

Different But The Same

makes me happy.


The other day my sister and I were speaking with our good friend Emma who was telling us about an episode of Oprah on the topic of motherhood she had just watched.

Apparently during the show one of the mothers explained how she wasn't the same person after the birth of her child and felt the need to re-invent herself.

Em asked Kelly if she felt this way.

I was thrilled to hear Kelly respond "no" to this question.

Even during pregnancy there has been countless moments when I've felt different then I ever have before, and I'm sure these different feelings will continue once the baby arrives but, I can never imagine forgetting who I am or feeling the need to create a whole new identity.

And so... I use another atmospheric reference to suggest the idea that no matter what kind of cloud covering you may experience on any given day, beyond them, whether they be soft fluffy Simspon's clouds or a serious cluster of cumulonimbus... the sun is always shining - which is exactly how I feel beyond the soft and stormy moments of pregnancy... my simple, peaceful self.

Everything In It's Own Way

makes me happy.


As I've mentioned a couple times, there has been lots of rearranging, re-organizing and re-decorating around here as of late.

I've been wanting to post these photos of a few pieces that I distressed to use in our bedroom for a while now but, I'm not really into giving detailed DIY instructions.


In large part it's because each piece required a different technique to achieve the look I desired.

The vanity above, for example, came home from The Goodwill with a layer of grey paint on top of a layer of white paint.


The wood it's self was so old that once stripped and sanded it had the perfect rustic look I was going for.


With this dresser, on the other hand, the paint sanded off quite easily but,


I was left with this new, peachy coloured wood underneath. Not exactly what I hoping for.


So I busted out some dark stain, applied...


and then did some more sanding.


The third piece, from my sister's basement, came to me coated (no, seriously - COATED) in some sort of heavy duty paint...


that required a chemical stripper for removal. And that's when I got to dress like this!

Yeah - I'm cool.

There was also some stain and sanding involved in this puppy.


My point here, is that if I went into this project thinking there was only one RIGHT way to achieve the final result - I would have ended up a very frustrated girl.


Just as every human strives to bring more peace, love, compassion, and joy into their lives while following their own unique path...


so to, did each one of my pieces want to fill it's shabby chic destination.

I just had to be open to the different paths needed to get them there.

My Husband's T Shirts

make me happy.



My girlfriend Adel, whose conception and pregnancy was exactly one year ago from mine (I think our actual due dates are 367 days apart), has been full of great advice for me.

Recently she mentioned how she fell in love with her husband's t shirt when she was pregnant.

It was like a light bulb went off!

As I refuse to spend any more money on larger clothing for myself this seemed the most perfect, and comfortable, solution.

And it is. I'm officially in love.


Eh?


I do a pretty nice job of filling it out, yes?


PS - While looking for photos of Kev wearing that green t shirt I stumbled upon this one. While I'm not one for thinking about the past or the future very much I have to say, being able to hug Kevyn that closely sure looks sweet... as does the idea of doing it again sometime in the near future.

Not to worry - we're managing with the reach around.

8 People & 1 Baby Changing A Diaper

makes me happy.



This was my favourite photo I took this weekend.

Don't you think it's awesome how friends and family will find anything a new born baby does AWE-INSPIRING!

"He pooped!" YEEEEAAAAAHHHH!

Now that's a lot of love little man.


He's diggin' it.


My second favourite photo from this weekend is of Betty and her baby brother Alex.

On occasion, through out my pregnancy, I have turned to Kevyn and asked "Maybe we'll have just one?" After which I always think about the amazing bond I share with my sister and decide I should just stay in the moment and just allow life to unfold as it should.

But looking at this photo, well that makes me want to ask Kevyn, "Would you prefer two or three?"


And rounding out my top three photos of the weekend is this little number - which I've most appropriately titled...

Whoa, whoa, whoa hairy face! Where you going with that bottle?!?

The Love Dance

makes me happy.



Remember when I told you about the brunch Kevyn and I hosted a couple Sundays back?

Well, I wanted to share this video we shot while in the midst of preparations.



While neither of us are the best cooks in town, we both believe if you add enough fun and love to any recipe - it'll turn out just fine.



Oh yeah! See the look on their faces? They could taste the love.