I think all the extra estrogen I'm producing is really making me an extra sappy mess. Kevin and I were pulling into AutoZone -- totally not sappy--and right as he was about to get out of the car, I turn into an emotional train wreck because on the drive I was imagining Preston starting kindergarten. Kevin thought I had lost my mind. He was shocked I was really crying about it, especially since Preston's not even a year and a half old. I'm already praying for God to intervene when the time comes and keep me from being a schoolyard stalker.
Preston is so beautiful and so smart. If you haven't guessed, I'm over the moon for this guy. I also see how parents can love unconditionally, even when their kids do heinous things and/or make terrible, terrible decisions. I can only imagine some of the poor choices Preston will inevitably make in his life, just as we all have. But turning my back on him despite any of it... I think not. I just don't think it's a part of a mother's makeup. I think it has been beautifully written into each of us by God's own hand. He always always has a plan. So even on your darkest day, you always have your Mamma in your corner. ...Well, ideally. I know our lovely sin nature wreaks havoc on God's design and things don't always play out like God intended. Anyway, you get the point. Okay, I'm definitely a sappy mess.
I think I mentioned that I went to Just Between Friends last weekend. Whew, what an adventure that was. I was one of the first there and literally the very last to checkout and leave. There was a lot I wanted to look at and/or price check/buy so I was a busy little bee the entire time rushing around, because time was limited on that shopping day. I was pretty tired when I left! But Preston got his wardrobe for the next two sizes, some toys and books and we got some good deals on things we will need for the baby, but didn't already have with Preston and learned we really do need them. :) I only thought I was tired after doing all the shopping. The real ' fun' didn't begin until the next day when I had to go through it all, remove the hundreds of safety pins they put in each item, wash all the clothes, sanitize and clean all the toys and books before giving them to Preston....and, then, the beasts of all beasts. Something I've been putting off. Doing the a 'big switch' in Preston's closet. Going through all the sizes hanging in his closet and drawers that he can no longer wear, boxing them up and storing them, and moving in and organizing all his current stuff and the next two sizes. I figured this was the perfect time. All the washing and boxing and organizing of clothes literally took from sun up to sun down with Kevin on Daddy duty all day. Man! But such relief it's all done! I should also mention it's also been on the 'to do' list to go through my THREE full closets and do some serious purging! So I figured, what the heck, it's apparently closet/clothing day, so lets just get it all done. So four boxes later for Preston and THIRTEEN trash bags between mine and Kevin's discarded clothes, we are a lot lighter around here! Love it! So I sold what I could of ours through consignment and donated the rest.
AND, in true Kristen fashion, you know I love cleanliness and things to be in order. This does make buying things used a lot of work for me. I love, love good deals and think it's important to be wise with your money, and paying retail prices for some stuff irritates me because it can be such a rip off, so I make the sacrifice for our family to put in the work to clean and sanitize it all for us. But any time we buy stuff used it has to be completely detailed and cleaned. I like things to be as " new" as possible and starting fresh. Plus, imagining others' hand grime, drool...and whatever else on something any of us will be touching grosses me out. Sooo...it was in my head that Kevin's new truck needed to be detailed on the inside. In my defense, it really did need to be cleaned. It was pretty dirty. Preston and I had to drive it all last week while the dealership was working on my new car. So, I got up early on my sleep-in day of the weekend and went outside and cleaned the heck out of Kevin's truck. Kevin said he really didn't care about it, but I'm of the mindset, if I'm going to own anything, I'm going to take pride in it and it's going to be well taken care of and represent me/us as well as it possibly can. Anyway, so I got out there with all my cleaning supplies and even though it was in the morning, the sweat started rolling. It was HOOOOOT! oh my. What was I doing, I often thought. But you know me, once my mind is made up, it gets done. So I pushed through, and THREE HOURS later, it looks beautiful and I don't feel gross driving it/riding around in it with Preston. :0 ...and then it was immediately off to a birthday party after a quick shower. Needless to say, last weekend wore me out. But I sure love to accomplish things. I do have to admit it was quite funny to see some of Kevin's frustration with having Preston so much over the weekend. I had to giggle....welcome to my world. Yep, it's taxing and frustrating at times!
The Bean is great. He is moving a lot and Kevin can now easily feel him, too. Can't believe we're 19 weeks. Virtually half way done! Wow, the time has kind of has flown by. I've been continuing to pray diligently over the second half of the pregnancy. Problems started with Preston at 25 weeks. I just don't even want to think about what we would have to do if more trouble arises this time around while I have Preston. So I'm totally not focusing on that aspect, and instead focusing on God's goodness and ability to be the healer of all things. So I really have great peace about it all.
On the agenda for this weekend, absolutely nothing other than Kevin teaching me how to sew! We are keeping the next two weekends completely open and free of no plans, and after that we have another Houston trip planned for my brother's birthday/housewarming party--first house! So exciting! We're so tired. July and August were crazy!
Preston is still super fab, of course. He's trying to say all kinds of words and sounds and becoming more independent by the second. ...Ohhhh..funny story. If there was ever any question about whether or not Preston got his Mamma's OCD gene, well, it's been confirmed. I mentioned last weekend that he likes to have all of his toys in the toy box and will only play with one toy at a time, and then puts it right back in the toy box..we did not teach him to do this, by the way. Well, after I gave him all of his new toys from JBF he was purely amazed. That night he and Kevin played with them all and had them all strewn about the playroom floor. That's where they stayed all night until the next morning. As soon as I put Preston down on the playroom floor the next day, he went to the center of the room, scanned, and found every single new toy ( there are a lot of them since he got a lot of little cars and trucks, too) and walked them one by one and placed them into a pile. But not just any kind of pile. Apparently he had a certain idea of what a 'perfect' pile should look like. He kept going back to the pile and rearranging the toys. It was HILARIOUS!! I just sat and watched and giggled.
Here are some 17 month old pics of the man!
Okay, this is obviously not Preston. But I could not pass on sharing. This is about as classy as it comes, folks! So take notes! This is my dear, dear husband who very randomly decided he wanted to ' soak his feet' one evening. But neither of us ever soak our feet, so we don't have a foot soaker. He was dead set on the idea. So this is how he improvised. He took the bottom DRAWER OUT OF THE REFRIGERATOR AND USED IT AS HIS FOOT SOAK! ....while he had a beer. Oh.my.goodness. There's nothing left to say about this.
He's up and down, up and down, up and down.
Much love to you all.
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