This weekend was beautiful. I noticed this morning that none of Cham's toys were out, and realized it was because we had been outside form morning until night all. weekend. I like that. Easier clean up.
We went to the Cherry Blossom Festival Saturday, then met friends at Piedmont Park. Sunday "we" did yard work and played outside until almost nightfall. Can't beat the weather. Today we are headed out again. Can't decide if it's a zoo day or a park day or a backyard day. I guess Jake will let us know once he wakes up.
On the way home from the festival
Piedmont Park. My peeps.
Owlie included.
She played in the van while I cleaned it
Helping her daddy out
The weekend wore us all out. Sunshine'll do that to ya. Last night I sat down with an almost asleep baby and a quiet, focused artist by my side. My husband brought me a glass of wine and made dinner. Sweet moments.
I'm gonna tell you a long story, a real one, and I want you to picture it in your head as I go.
Monday I decided to go shopping with the babies. Groceries and kids clothes. Jake was sleeping and the bunny had her nap, so it was perfect. The grocery store & my favorite kids shop are next door to each other. perfect.
I hit up the kid store first. grab the kids, lock the mini, stuff my keys in my back pocket. After about 20 minutes in the store, Jake starts crying. A lot. So I grab all the short sleeve shirts in Cham's size & a couple cute dresses and throw them on the counter. I, of course, feel my milk coming in so I am in a rush to get the heck out of dodge before the waterworks milkworks begin. That would be great, except my keys are missing. At this point, Cham is hopped up on something and is running through the teeny store pulling off all the rain coats from hangers. She likes the plastic fabric. She wants me to buy them. all.
I manage to pay, gather the rabbit, hang all of the coats back on the rack and get out the door to scour the parking lot for my keys. They aren't there. It is now 89 degrees outside, I'm lactating, carrying two *screaming* children, with nowhere to go. I go to every store in the mini-mall and ask if keys were turned in. They weren't. Ok. So I call K to fill him in. When I mention I am lactating he stops me. "I'm on the way."
So here I sit on a Kroger bench. My children are actin' a fool. I'm sweating to death. I'm lactating- through my shirt. That's right, I'm leaking through my gray t-shirt in front of a grocery store on a pollen covered $79.99 garden bench. I'm locked out of my car. Correction. My minivan.
So what else? I decide to go ahead with it and get my dadgum groceries. I'm going for it, milk stains and all. What else am I gonna do but sweat until K arrives? I get into the store and keep my head down. I don't wanna see how people are looking at me. us. I have a plan of "just grab meat and vegetables and fruit and get out of here." It seems simple but Jake is, yes, still screaming and Cham keeps asking for milk that I forgot to pack. So I'm a little distracted. I get to the register and the total is more than usual... but less than I would pay to get. out. of there.
It's like a movie. The second I walk out of the store K is driving by. Right in front of me. I imagine my friend NayNay was right when she said he could only be thinking one thing when he saw me coming out of the store, "That. is my wife. Don't be jealous." Our sweaty, screaming children strapped tight into a buggy. My ponytail falling out, drenched in sweat. My pit stains. My milk stains in the shape of perfect circles on my chest. The desperate look in my eyes.
I never found my keys. I'm almost certain they are in the pocket of a rain coat in that little kids' store. I just can't bring myself to show my face in there again anytime soon. Drama. I also bought ribeyes instead of pork chops at the store. No wonder the total was sketchy. What an idiot.
So that was my Monday. The rest of the week has been pretty awesome. You can't beat the weather, and we have been taking full advantage of it. Playing outside has become one of my favorite parts of the day with Chamberoo. Here's why:
Because she's beautiful in the sun.
Because she loves her puppies.
Because it wears. her. out.
Because she will only ride in the wagon with a passenger.
Because she's friendly.
Because she's adventurous.
Because she's silly.
Because she can be as LOUD as she wants!
Because she's so happy when she's outside.
I love this girl. Outside time is our time during the day. Jake sleeps in the ergo and we play together. I just love it and I'm so thankful for the sunshine and our big back yard where there's plenty of room to run around and be silly.
There's a lot going on around here. And because I like to spend nights with my main man, it leaves little time to blog. But I'll try to do better, I promise.
Jake is getting so big already. Cham is growing into a precious little lady and K and I are dedicating more time to be fruitful, and less time for TV and internet. Or so we are I am trying. I'm doing a Bible Study with four other ladies and I absolutely love it. It's a study of the book of Daniel -and MAN. I am really learning a lot. I am growing and trying to set examples for my children early. I fail every day. Thankfully, that's ok.
Right now I am procrastinating. I am so good at it.Maybe that is my spiritual gift. I have to cut an onion for dinner tonight, and I really suck at it. After I take the onion out of the plastic bag from Publix- my eyes will start to water, already. Then it's misery until the onion is done. I usually do it with my eyes closed. That is such a lie. K usually does it for me. But, tonight, I want to have dinner on the table when he gets home. So onion it is. Me v. the onion. I never win.
I promise to have a blog soon that is better than this one. Maybe. In the meantime I'll keep working on a project for my sweet niece, wiping spit up off my embarrassingly pale shoulder, giving kiss after kiss to my baby girl, wearing girdles until my lips turn blue and thinking that you care about how I can't cut an onion. Oh, and posting pictures of the littles. I know that's why most of y'all are here, anyway. I'm happy to oblige:
kisses for little brother.
my kids. and their personalities shining through.
playing piana @ DD and Nona's.
sharing a crib @ naptime.
thumbs up to my aunties.
Thanks for bearing with me while I don't blog or blog about lame things.
I spent yesterday catching up with my family on the phone and preparing for this inevitable day. K has had 2 weeks off of work since JCG was born and he goes back today. I cried yesterday. Not because I'll be doing it alone, (an adventure!) but because I'll miss him. We have had so much fun and I'm used to having him around- to laugh with, nap with, eat lunch with. The house will be much quieter, this week, with no one making Cham squeal in laughter. I try, but there's nothing quite like her daddy to get her gigglin'. I've been growing my nails out since January and I just bit half my thumbnail off thinking about it. They'll be nubs by noon.
She will have Bailey, though. Whom she adores. (Is it whom? who? Eh. Whom cares.) See for yourself:
She gave him her princess sticker and her favorite headband. Makes me think she may have secretly longed for a baby sister. I kid. The girl adores her baby brother, trying to hog all the hugs and kisses she can.
Which basically means I have no Facebook, Twitter, nothin'- because I rarely use my laptop. So strange.
I always drop my phone & today my luck ran out... the screen is ruined. Boo. I can hear the phone getting texts and calls and emails, but I can't check them. Sorry. Not ignoring you.
It was a good day for this to happen. We had a family day and it was such a different experience without my phone. I hate to admit it, but I usually have it on my hip- mostly ready to take pictures. Today I got to actually enjoy every moment and take mental pictures, instead.
When Chamblee's Nona came to stay with us after Jake was born, they spent a lot of their days bird watching. So, now that Nona has returned home, Chamblee and I spend a lot of our days bird watching. We don't see them very often... but this girl loves. birds. So today K and I decided to take her {and her brother} to the zoo, where we were sure to see and hear some. They have a room where parakeets just fly all around you. Obsessed.
I have no pictures of this.
Anyway. After a big, big day running around the zoo we went out for lunch and a big glass of sangria. It was the most beautiful day. I have the sweetest little girl and the most amazing husband and the tiniest most well behaved little boy. What a blessed girl I am.
Who knows how long until I have a phone again. In the meantime I'll enjoy every minute and stock up on mental pictures.
Until Next Time,
The Guff
If ya need me, get with me the new/old fashioned way. Email natalieguffey@gmail.com
I met the man of my dreams, fell in love and married him in a little chapel wearing a white dress.
I'm a diaper changing, play-doh playing, breast feeding, dinner cooking, house cleaning, and serial texting {all at the same time} kinda mom. I drive a mini van in the carpool line and there are more crumbs on my floor than in my cabinets. I try to get it all done, barefoot, with a baby on my hip.
I strive to stay positive and see the best in everyone. I fiercely believe that nothing is more important than family, and being loyal to the ones you love.
I am a passionate wife, mother, friend and follower of Christ. I am constantly changing, yet remaining the same silly little girl.
