The WillowLot

You remember the movie The Sandlot, right? We have our own version happening just down the street several nights a week and I think it's the greatest thing ever. I just love so many things about it! It's random, never really planned, just whenever Evan and his dad want to play, a mass text goes out, and kids come running/biking/scootering on over. Every random kid that walks by is invited to play. There are no outs, there are no strikeouts, the little ones get lots of doubles and triples, and the moms and dads just get to watch, maybe have a few beverages, and enjoy the spring and summer nights. It's things like this I feel I can actually begin to enjoy now that I only have one job...prior to leaving my corporate job, I'd be stressing about getting back to my computer to edit, probably would just let Bryan take the boys down to the game and I'd miss out. I love being able to be more 'present' and relaxed!

Grayson has come a long way since our very first WillowLot game! From at first walking to put the bat back down on the grass after hitting it and running towards the ball (ha), to now throwing his bat down and taking off towards first!


Connor's Last day of Kindergarten

Well, we made it through our first year of school! Not that I was worried, but I still can't believe I now have a first grader! (assuming he passes today :))

We went from having to walk into school together, onto the playground and wait until we found someone we knew that he could go play with, to essentially being embarrassed that I wanted a few extra hugs and kisses at the car today at drop-off before he took off running. Typical, I suppose, but it's my first kid in school so I can talk about it :)

So proud of how much he has achieved and learned this year, kudos to his awesome teachers and great school!  We love you, Connor!


Baby #3: progress!

As I posted on Instagram yesterday (@crbode), I give you not a belly pic...but a progress report. Oh, this blog didn't know I was pregnant? Sorry about that :) Officially 36 weeks this past Sunday/Monday (I think the doctor has me down for 6/29, I have 6/30) and had my first check on Monday. As I was getting checked by the student, I was complaining to my doctor why my body doesn't do babies...and why it seems every other woman (okay, not every) progresses, has great and fast deliveries. He just kind of shrugged and apologized to me, ha. I tell him that I have a bet with Angie that if I'm anything MORE than a zero...I owe her a pedicure. And then..the student proclaims that I'm, and I quote, "definitely more than a zero". A two! 50% effaced! Whaaaaat? I looked back, to when I used to blog, and I wasn't at that more than 12 hours into labor with Connor, and I was induced with Grayson a week overdue only being a 1. This.is.huge.

Okay, enough about that, I realize it's definitely TMI, but seriously, I wanted (still do?) a shirt made. Ha. I fully realize this does not mean baby will come early, I just now have some ammo to negotiate with my doctor to not let me go more than 7 days overdue before he induces me...hopefully :) When I tell him things like that, he just gives me a look that I am certainly not about to tell him what to do.

Also not trying to think about next Monday's appointment if my actual doctor checks, not the student, and he says she didn't have it right and I have no progress at all. It wouldn't surprise me, but sure would be a downer.