Hello, Again

It's been a while.  I pretty much get an "F" in blogging.

A lot has been going on around here and blogging is the last thing on my list of to-dos.  Can you believe that in just a few weeks, we'll have another little baby boy?!!  It doesn't seem real.  And the fact that I've been through it before doesn't give me a whole lot of comfort when I think about the whole labor/delivery process...or breastfeeding...*cringe*

But I am excited to meet "Trouble". Just like with Rowan, we wonder what he'll look like and what his personality will be.  This time is a little different because we can't help but compare to the only thing we've got to judge by, which is the Ro-Bear, himself.  I wonder if they'll look like siblings?

We feel both ready and unprepared at the same time.

Work has been crazy for me.  I'm trying to get a couple projects completed, which is burning into my month of pre-delivery pregnancy leave.  DAMMIT!  But I couldn't in good conscience leave my projects half done on someone else's shoulders.  That said, the 13hr days and restless nights, worrying about my projects are killing me!  I'm so exhausted....so....that's why {well, part of the reason}, not much at home is getting done, and no blogging either :(

Unfortunately, we also have had a few computer issues {not sure if the dog knocking the computer off the couch and breaking the screen counts as a "computer issue" but it ruined one of our computers none the less}. Basically, we have 4 computers, all with different operating systems, saved information, programs, etc. Three of which barely hold a charge, one of those has a shattered screen, and the fourth is hooked up to the tv. This makes finding/posting photos and doing any kind of computer work super inconvenient. I'm ready for ONE decent computer, and sooo wishing we had a Cloud account.

BUT.....I do hope to share a couple house projects soon. 

We're working on a "built-in" bookshelf/bench at the living room window!  We're really happy with how it's going so far! 

Oh yes, and there's still the lawn.  We got some good momentum on it about a month ago, and then my birthday happened....my big 3-0.  {kind of a big deal, right?} Well, I wasn't really in the mood to do anything, including what we had planned, which was to go to the snow.  Just seemed like a hassle, especially with even the remotest posibility that our baby would come early and I'd be giving birth in some strange cabin in Strawberry.

So instead of going to the snow, Rogér brought the snow to me! And he did it all behind my back so that it was a HUGE surprise! Fake snow all over the front "yard"!!

Fun for us, not so great for lawn progress, but we're getting there.

Anyhow, I did manage to scrounge a few photos of the "snow" off my new iPod Touch. So here ya go!

 looks real!

 until you notice the orange tree and snow-free neighbor's lawn

People who drove by were a little dumbfounded ;)

A Look Back

As I've mentioned before, a big reason for starting this blog was to "scrapbook" without the paper. I don't feel like I've done a very good job of that, but like I've said in the past, I guess something is better than nothing.

Since I've been in another blogging slump, and with a whole year of Rowan behind us, I decided to go back and read ALL our blog posts. What's the point of a scrapbook if I don't ever look at the pages?  Do any of you other bloggers do this?

It took a while, and was kind of strange.  I liked it though.  It was fun to look back on the past year or so and see what was going on. I noticed that a lot of the stuff we're going through right now {expecting #2} is very similar to our experiences the first time around.  A lot of my horse worries are exactly the same, go figure.  Re-reading my breastfeeding issues was a little depressing, knowing I'll be going through that again.  Hopefully this time, being a seasoned vet, will make it a little easier.  There were a few reminders of "to dos" that never got done.  And seeing things like the driveway, kitchen, and outlets go in reminded me that they weren't always there!

Absolutely, I'm glad to have the posts about Rowan.  It's hard to remember everything, so being able to go back and see/read about his progress, quirky moments, struggles, and triumphs is really special.

I still wish I could be better at capturing more these things, since I know there was so much more to the last year than what I posted.  Maybe I'll get it right this year....HA!

Rowan's First Haircut

{ New Haircut}

 

Last weekend, we gave Rowan his first haircut. His first REAL haircut.  We trimmed the side "wings" a while back, but weren't ready to tackle the whole head.

I always swore I would never let my kid have a mullet in the name of saving his baby curls.  But Rowan was morphing into a mini MacGyver right before our eyes, and we were too scared to do anything about it. 

{MacGyver}

Rightly so, because cutting his hair was about as difficult as we expected it to be {this might be some kind of lesson in predetermining outcomes with your attitude}.  Not so much emotionally, although the thought of totally butchering his hair did have me a little on edge.  But I mean physically...it was HARD!

Initially, I started with scissors, but that was super slow going.  So I moved up to a beard trimmer.  This also didn't work so well, as it was as intriguing to Rowan as it was slow.  He kept turning his head and trying to grab it.

{super-preggo Mom, weilding scissors}

We finally decided to go all out with the big clippers. 

Not having the slightest idea which length to go with, we opted for a 4.  The first buzz took out a HUGE chunk that prompted me to lengthen the blade with the built in adjusting lever....bad idea.  The next few strokes failed to cut any hair, but successfully tangled it, sending Cubbie into a wail. 

The poor kid must've wondered why the hell his parents, who he loves and trusts, would do this to him.

That's when Dad stepped in to get the job done right.

{Dad saving the day!  Someone still looks  a little worried}

With a just a few more swift hand motions and some switches back and forth between 4, 6, and 8, we stood back and admired our work. 

Not too bad.

{whoooaaaa, I'm handsome!}

The little man looks pretty dang handsome...and he also looks like he's two!