7 Quick Takes, Vol. 65

Joining with Jen, taking time out from her fancy-pats author-ing duties (<-- link to her craft) to host us.

1.  Mother's Day is this weekend. Since gifts are soo not my love language, I won't be offering a gift guide any time soon. But I do want to share my thoughts on Mother's Day -- since they are and always will be the same as last year, I'll just link it here.

2. I'm not good at writing "negative" posts -- not just in the whiny sense, but I have difficulty writing (indeed talking about at all) about difficult and challenging things in my life. There are lots of reasons for it: a genuine desire for optimism, not feeling a need to air dirty laundry, knowledge that others bear much heavier crosses. All of that said, Clare is going to have surgery next week. It shouldn't be a big deal, and it should correct the problem. I hope to write more about our medical adventure next week -- for myself more than anything. But the situation is lingering heavy on my heart, so any prayers would be most welcome.

Unrelated

3. On a more uplifting note...Peter is getting dunked in the morning! Should make for a fun (and Chrism scented), but busy weekend! Hopefully, I'll do a better job of taking pictures this time than I did the last.

4. I don't know if I've mentioned my freakish mental calendar. I have an uncanny ability to memorize dates. Maybe it's a sign that I really was meant to be a history major. I keep waiting for motherhood or something to take my strange gift away, but it's still there. As a result, my brain sees the next few weeks as: baptism --> Mother's Day --> Surgery --> OB appointment --> last day of school --> packing --> gala --> graduation --> party --> move --> get settled --> start orientation. It's dizzying, and overwhelming, and oh, so exciting!! The end and the beginning are near.

5. Totally unrelated, I have been encouraging Clare to interact with Peter when I sit with him on the floor for tummy time/play time. Yesterday, she showed him Noah's Ark, and it was pretty much the sweetest.

Check out my zebra!

6. Ever since March, Clare has been talking about riding the horses at the train park. Since it was a relatively nice morning, and since Charles has really been wanting to go, we headed over there and wore out our kiddos.

7. I'm wiped. I've got nothing, and I have a sweet baby on my chest. Signing off to enjoy the baby snuggles. (Note: this prepublication statement was followed by a much needed snuggle nap, something that Clare has never once granted me. Bliss.)

Have a lovely weekend!