Twenty Three Weeks: Wiggle

August 8, 2014

Twenty Three Weeks

Little Tiny Human,

Today we had to leave your daddy behind to finish camp in Colorado and you and me, we took an adventure. We adventured to Texas, back to my work at the school, back to the other house we call home.

Today you got to ride on a plane for the first time.

Of course the airport made me nervous with you in my belly going through security with all the scanners. I walked through real fast so maybe you won't grow extra toes or anything. You made me a little sick on the flight, there were times that I double checked that I had a little airsick bag surely. Let's be honest, there were times I double-checked that both me and the lady sitting next to me had airsick bags because I thought I'd need both. But then I got to sit there and feel you wiggle and kick and move all around. It made the flight 'fly' by.

I love when you wiggle.

No need to stop.

Ever.

Love always,
Mom

Sneaky Grief

July 7, 2014

Grief is sneaky.

On a day that is filled with life there are sometimes little reminders of death.

They hide in the corners and crevices and they slip out when they're least expected.

Like in the middle of an act where your husband is dressed like a Russian gymnastics coach and is sporting the worst but best mullet wig since mullets were real. After laughing until you hurt at kids twirling and dancing and making jokes that only they understand. Sometimes a little girl comes on stage.

And sometimes she dedicates a song to her dad. And sometimes it's the very same song that your husband and your only daughter ever danced to.

And out of the crevices and corners the grief comes. Sometimes slowly one tear at a times but sometimes like a floodgate burst open.

You look around the room and find a way to escape before anyone notices.

Because you didn't think it would happen today, at least not right in the middle of the camp talent show.

But that's grief sometimes. And sometimes you wish it away. And sometimes you let it stay, because it reminds you that you mourn over the loss of something so very wonderful, someone so very beautiful. And then you don't mind.

But still, there was no warning.

Oh, sneaky, sneaky grief.

Take Off

A few months ago on Facebook all these little comic strips started popping up. I noticed that the characters in the comic strips actually looked like the people who were posting them. After much googling I found the little app that makes these funny comics.

Yep, I know it's not really "cool" anymore, but on occasion I take my phone out and open the app and giggle. I made a face for me and one for Kyle and sometimes they're just funny. And then sometimes they really do make sense...

This one makes sense for this week.

I get on a plane at the end of the week and head back to Texas. Goodbye Colorado, oh how I'll miss you.

So this will probably be the only blog post this week, I'll be living it up camp-style and soaking in every last moment.

Then I'll return to the world of real internet and post more pictures than you probably want to see from the summer.

I'm (almost) ready for take off...

Twenty Two Weeks: 24 Hour Vacation

July 31, 2014

Twenty Two Weeks

Little Tiny Human,

Today I woke up in a giant snuggly bed next to your daddy in a hotel with air conditioning and I thought about you. I slept in extra late as I thought about next year. Next year our twenty four hour vacation will probably not include sleeping in. That will most certainly be your fault, but I'm okay with that. I can guarantee if you're here there will most certainly be more snuggling!

See every year your dad and I try to take 24 hours off from camp right in the middle of the week. You'll laugh at us someday because we do silly things like get excited about sleeping in king size beds and snacking at Dairy Queen and dinner at Chili's and watching way too much cable TV. Yes, these are all things we have at home in Texas, but here in Colorado it's a luxury.

Someday you'll see. Twenty four hours is all we need, then we return to the beautiful mountain life that I hope someday you fall in love with.

Love you,
Your now very relaxed Mom