Monthly Archives: June 2013

Dear Moses,

I haven’t formally addressed you yet and I apologize for that. With your constant kicking, punching, moving and forcing me to pee every 15 minutes, you’d think I wouldn’t stop thinking about you.

Well that part is true.

I haven’t stopped thinking about you since Nov. 10, 2012, when those two pink lines appeared on the pregnancy test that I took at 3:30 a.m. the morning of your daddy’s first half marathon. I sat and watched the two lines appear almost immediately and placed the test on the sink counter. I wanted to surprise daddy when he woke up a few hours later and saw the results for himself.

That seems like so long ago and now here I sit, waiting for your arrival. It could be any day now. The doctor thought today might have been the day, three weeks early, but you surprised us and the fluid surrounding you increased to a normal level. So your birthday hasn’t been planned right now and I’m sure you already have a plan in mind of the date you wish. And your heart rate jumped up to 168. It surprised me too, even though that’s the range your brother’s remained throughout, because yours was always around 140.

I have a feeling that those are only the beginning of surprises that you are going to have when you make your grand appearance. Right now, I’m told you are little. Five pounds based on the ultrasound. Tiny and strong. I can see it now. Your big brother was only 6 pounds 9 ounces when he joined our family but he let his independence be known early on that he was much stronger and resilient than he first appeared.

Your big brother Peyton has been playing with all your baby toys and testing out your crib mattress on a daily basis to make sure it’s good enough for you. Don’t worry it’s perfect for jumping up and down.

I don’t know what the future holds as we become a family of four but I have a feeling it will be filled with surprises. First being if you are a boy or a girl. Either way you are loved so much already. Right now, three weeks from the due date, mommy and daddy don’t have a name for you if you are boy. We are working on it but we can’t agree on what will fit you perfectly.

Don’t worry, Moses is not in the running.

I love you so much already and so does daddy and your sweet and funny big brother Peyton!





Dear Memorial Day weekend,

Thank you, thank you, thank you! Your three day off arrival was much needed. Even though the weekend weather started off slightly chilly for the end of May in Virginia, you ended with sun, blue skies and many hours spent on our screened in porch.

My little family of three was able to head out of town for a night to Wintergreen, which to my surprise was only about an hour and half away. I wanted to make sure to get in an overnight trip somewhere new before the baby arrives and our tripod dynamic is ruffled. We had a great time and Peyton loved our room, even though he didn’t sleep well, and ‘roaring’ at all the bear paraphernalia around the resort. Hubs and I had a great time too exploring the area and I would love to go back there and spend more time.

ImageImageThen the weekend continued back in Richmond with more family time, bubbles, ice cream and a bbq.


The final day was spent with our fantastic friends from California who drove down from Northern Virginia for the day with their precious, precious 14-month-old. Finley and Peyton had so much fun together and it was great catching up with old friends who we don’t see as often as we’d like. But that’s what 2,000 miles will do and living on opposites sides of the country.



All in all it was a wonderful long weekend and I feel like we’ve tried to give Peyton as much only child time outside the house as possible before his world is rocked upside down in a handful of weeks.

And it wouldn’t be the norm if I didn’t throw in a mention of my hometown of Waterloo, NY being the birthplace of Memorial Day. Shout out to the ‘loo!