Monday, June 29, 2015

Welcome to the world baby girl!

A pictorial birth story...

Regular contractions upon our arrival on Friday.

Still Friday - Mom and Dad are happy.

Saturday waiting team. 

Late morning - everything in place. 

This is me. Knowing that it is about to happen!

Just about "go time". 


12:46 p.m. Cecilia Leigh arrived.
6lbs 13oz.
20 1/2 inches. 

Nanny and Dad checking her out in the nursery.

Baby feet. 

Cecilia and her Dad. 

Precious Cecilia. 

Happy family. 

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Friday, June 19, 2015

Week in rear view.

Time is getting slicker. Going faster. The first official day of summer is two days away. Here is a bit of what has gone on since I last wrote...
I picked up Lauren and Merritt on a Wednesday. Before we made it all the way back home Merritt got car sick. Copious amounts. (In case you haven't noticed, I like the word "copious".) I cleaned up as best I could ASAP and put Merritt in the tub right away. Mr. Macho did a little follow up. 
She was fine once we got home. 

Lauren has artistic ability. I hope confidence will follow. I like her drawings.
Merritt is learning to write some letters. She had some sticker fun with address labels that I get in the mail. 

Thursday dawned and...

She likes to watch her Grandaddy leave for work. And. She likes the "beep-beep-beep" of his work truck backing up. 
The rest of the day was so good. We visited the goat farm and fed the occupants plenty of bread. Lauren opted to stay in the car for this adventure. I think she was playing a DS game. Once we were out of bread we made our way to the bookstore. Lauren discovered a Dork Diaries book that she hadn't read, yet. Good selection. She told me she likes 'graphic novels'! (Ones with lots of pictures.) Then it was Merritt's turn to decide. Well, "hungry dog in a meat factory"! She just couldn't quite settle on any one title. Lauren to the rescue, she picked the perfect "Frozen" book about building a snowman. It is an interactive story that requires tapping, swiping, and blowing on the pages to build Olaf. And. Merritt liked it!
Michael's was the next store on our spree. We looked and Lauren picked out a craft kit and Merritt's choice were some very pink flip-flops on sale!! 
Then we went home, ate lunch, made brownies, took naps, ate brownies, and then went swimming. We didn't get to stay but an hour as the hard rain chased us home. 

Friday was a different story. It started great. But things went south pretty fast. 

Little Miss Priss enjoyed my makeup drawer. 

Then she had a little fun with shaving cream.
After that we were on the floor playing a memory card game when she planted her arm and turned just right when her elbow popped out of socket. It isn't rare. It has happened before. It is called nursemaid's elbow. Her mom did the same thing as a child, as well as one of her uncles and a certain cousin.
Bless her heart. She didn't cry loudly. It was more of a whimper. And a quick request for an ice bag. She held her arm and did not use it. I tried to get it back into socket, to no avail. We called and facetimed her Mom - and I was advised to watch the Youtube tutorial. Which I did. And tried again to get it back into socket. Fail. Meanwhile Lauren had a pretty terrific nose bleed. But. She is a pro at it by now. She says, "Please get me an ice bag." Thank heavens for the ice bags!! Finally Daughter gave me her insurance info and off to the clinic we went...

Waiting for Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy to tell us that she didn't do the nursemaid's elbow. She advised us to go to the ER. 
No. I refused to do the ER. So, we just came home and went about our business. Merritt was good as gold. We ate lunch, took a nap, went the the pool (in hopes it would pop itself back into socket!) Mr. Macho came home and tried his hand at doctoring the elbow. Fail. Again. Poor Merritt. 
Then it was hurry up and get Mr. Macho some supper because he was going to help Out-of-Town Son move. The girls and I had an indoor picnic with food from Wendy's. Then we watched the Bee Movie. Merritt slept with me that night. Just so you know - she starts wiggling about 4:00 a.m. She didn't wake up. She just moved. Every once in a while I caught her with her eyes open, looking at me. Then. She would sleep again. 
I drove the girls home Saturday morning and Super Mom was able to pop the elbow back in and all was right with the world. You just have to know what you are doing. And. She did. 

It was a too quite ride home. I really enjoyed having them here together. Lauren is getting so grown-y and helpful. She gets up every morning and makes her bed without me even reminding her. 
She celebrated her 12th birthday on Monday. She is as tall as I am. Yep. Sweet girl. 

The week has been filled with lunches here and there with friends and family. Not much house cleaning has been done. I am officially on "baby watch" now. Out-of-Town Son and his sweet wife are expecting baby #1 within the next two weeks. Each day brings additional excitement. One day closer to meeting the new granddaughter. Oh, this is gonna be great! 

Along with the summer comes the fresh fruit and veggies...

Yes. It was delicious!

Bountiful. This is what I have been enjoying this week. 
Can you find the wine cork in the picture? It is there. Between the green grapes and peaches. 

Maybe the next time I write I will have a birth story to share! 
Until then, have a peachy weekend.
Peace. 

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Misty water color memories...

This is the way we were. Last weekend. 
Cousins on the couch. 

My heart is more whole with many bodies round the table. 

Waking up with the grands. *Disclaimer: Peyton picks and chooses the photos in which she appears. She was actually squatted down behind the sofa in this one.

Saturday. In the park. You'd think it was the fourth of July. 
It was the sixth of June. 

Tucker got a lightening stick for his birthday. See Beach Boy handing it to Lauren? It is a thin bat.

Tucker and Merritt by the lake watching the geese. 

The afternoon brought on the barber shop. Several heads were shaved. 

I found this activity going on quietly in the corner. Unbeknownst to the adults, Tucker had convened story hour. 

In the evening we decorated for the baby shower/barbecue. 

Sister Paulette was in attendance! That is Uncle Jay in the orange hat. 

Cecilia's parents and Mr. Macho enjoy the barbecue.

Sunday goodbye hugs were passed around. 

The following are parting shots...





Another Juneteenth is in the record books. It just didn't last long enough. 

Today I will go pick up Lauren and Merritt to spend a few days at Camp Nanny. 
My plans are to:
1. make brownies - per Merritt's request
2. go to the goat farm to feed the animals
3. swim
4. find a fun craft at Michael's
5. have a movie night/indoor picnic

And. Any other fun thing that we can find. 
Adventure! 
Namaste. 



Friday, June 5, 2015

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

An open letter. Or. Who is in charge?

Dear Atmos Energy,
You made me laugh so hard. And. I am still laughing to keep from getting angry. But. I am still laughing. Years ago we set up an account with you. For whatever reason it is in my husband's name. I am sure I was the one that called/went to your office to set up the account. That is my department. I feel sure, since he was the employed spouse, that  the account bears his name (and SS#).

I just called you to set up bank draft payments. The nice person that answered the phone said that  "Mr. R" could call or go online to set up the bank drafts. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah. Sorry I laughed in your ear. Mr. R does not handle the accounts in the family. Never has. Probably never will. He is not proficient with computers (I am being kind).  After I laughed a long time you told me that he could call and add me to the account. Hahahahahahahahaha. You so funny.The patience it would take for him to make a call to "add" me to the account would evaporate quickly. He gets flustered in Wal-Mart lines quite quickly. And frequently. I just couldn't stop laughing.

Thanks. But easy bank drafts are going to be harder than I thought.
Sincerely your customer,
Nanny Bee

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Charity begins at home.

Last weekend we were on a "charity" circuit. Friday night we went to a silent auction-fund raiser for our local soup kitchen. I bid on several items when we first arrived and did not rebid on any one of them. And so, I was surprised to have "won" this lovely quilt at the end of the night. 
I was almost embarrassed to buy it for so little. 
Oh well. I am so happy to have it.
I also went in with three of my girlfriends and bid on a trip to a mountain house in Tennessee. 
We "won" that, too. 

Saturday morning we participated in a 5k fundraiser for a young man with brain cancer. 
Sister, Paulette, and her two daughters also participated. 

These folks were in front of us at the start of the race. Most we never saw again, but some we passed. 

These were the folks behind us. Lots passed us by. Some we left in our dust. 

There was encouragement along the route. This was about mile 2. We needed encouragement. 
Even though we walked, we did it a pretty fast clip. Mr. Macho's shins talked to him from the half mile mark and haven't stopped talking, yet. 



Sister ran the first mile then dropped back and never caught back up. 

This was such a lovely looking hill. We took it carefully so as not to trip and fall. When we rounded the corner at the bottom of this hill there was an equal size hill we had to go up.
Sister bypassed the hills. 
We took them. And it felt great. 

Saturday night we drove to Tupelo for a fund raiser dance. It was fun. And. We didn't stay long. 
We were pooped. 

***
June!!!!!!!!!!!! It's June!!!!!!!!!!! 
And we know what this means....
Juneteenth!!!!!
At our house!!!
Birthdays.
Baby shower. 
Party time is here.
All our family should be here by Friday night. Bodies will be everywhere. There will be hugging and breathing and laughing and cake and ice cream and barbecue and presents.
Fun adventure awaits us right around the corner.

Be sweet.