Same

These days are the same. I am truly in a pregnancy fog and am having a hard time getting around it. I know my children are safe and life isn't that bad, but mom guilt is getting the best of me. It pains me that I won't remember these days. Blake and Reade do great things and I try my hardest to praise them in those moments. This pregnancy is easier than my first two in so many ways except that my body seems to be giving out on me. My pelvis feels like it has separated in every which way and is only being held together by rubber bands and one, big sciatic nerve. I pray to the sciatic nerve Gods every time I stand up in hopes I will be able to make it to the kitchen or bathroom without exposing my children to new obscenities. Pain with a purpose, right?

Blake doesn't complain. He just draws action figure after action figure with insatiable thirst:


Maybe I need to start praying to the Marvel Comics Gods instead:


Iron Man stands above Blake's bed. I have always wanted to put a photo of Blake there so I call it "Self Portrait of a Soul" right now:


I am really debating whether or not I should catalog how many peanut butter & jelly sandwiches I feed my children. Thank goodness they ate some taco meat tonight. Bless their little helpless souls:

Happy Easter

The Easter Bunny left eggs at Grandma's:


Fun bunnies leave bugs inside of eggs:


Family photo op:


Family and friends:










How we left the place:


Ellen created quite the spread and I am sad that I didn't capture that on film.

Bunny

We packed up the car and headed to the Hiller Aviation Museum in San Carlos to see the Easter Bunny. I will let the videos speak for themselves.

Why are model train displays so appealing:


Kids play area:


Switch nirvana for Blake and Reade:


Heading outside for an Easter Bunny surprise:


Here he comes:


In for the landing:


Thanks Easter bunny for the eggs filled with jelly beans:

Spring

Blake's preschool class held a Spring Party where they hunted for Easter eggs and gave each other spring goodies. Parents and siblings were invited, but only a handful of mommies showed up. Blake was so proud to have his little brother in his class and Reade was constantly intrigued by the surrounding fun.

The hunt is on:


Happy kids after finding all the eggs:


Each child got to go around and hand out goodies for the Easter bags they had decorated:


Reade was so content being part of the group:

Baby Bon Bon

I just ordered this book for inspiration:


My grandmother was a huge fan of See's Candies and we spent many hours in those black and white shops picking out just the right sweet treat in that moment. Why not name my baby girl a sweet name based on a company I truly love (my ignorance was bliss until I found out it is now owned by Warren Buffet). Anyways, the history is rich and I hope to pull something from that heritage.

Some ideas:
1) Bordeaux and call her "doe" like a baby deer
2) Divinity (a See's candy plus the kind of candy my mom and grandmother made at Christmas time)
3) Lolly (I rarely got the lollipops since the goal was chocolate, but the name is cute)

All got vetoed by Andrew after I told him about my blog post-to-be. I love how he said, "We can't name her Bordeaux because if she is fat, they will call her "dough girl."

Haircut

Cutting baby hair is so hard for me, but I think I am finally over the hump with Reade's hair. It was hard for me to buzz off that long, wispy hair in the back. Thank goodness I will have a new head of baby hair to fuss over so I can let Reade grow up and move on to the next level. This was the first time he sat by himself for the haircut. Note to self: remember to charge the buzzer before the haircuts so you don't have to wait a couple minutes between buzzes.

Goodbye silky hair:


Accoutrements:


The key to Reade's hair is to leave the front long and just cut the back and sides. He now looks totally blonde like Blake. Thank goodness it still looks a little red in the bathtub:

Hitched

Our wonderful weekend away from our kids has come to an end. Blake and Reade had a great time hanging with their grandparents from Friday night until this afternoon. It felt so good to romp around SF with Andrew and act like a married couple instead of parents. We were lucky guests of Andrew's co-worker and got to share his wedding ceremony and reception at the Academy of Sciences in Golden Gate Park. It was a great time.

The beginning of the ceremony under the leopard:


The rings and kiss:


Sitting down to a dinner near the albino alligator:


Blurry photo taken by tipsy table mate: