I'm the first to admit I have a bad attitude towards pregnancy, especially my own. I wish I could be happy and enjoy it and see the pain and discomfort as just means to an end, but clearly, I struggle with this. Sometimes my attitude is so bad that I wonder why I chose this, why I tried so hard to have another child.
And then, just when I need it, Rhett reminds me. Oh how I love this little boy. Oh how I can't believe I have any more room in my heart for another, but nor did I think I had the capacity to love this guy like I do. I imagine that much like the Grinch, my heart will grow more when the new one decides to come out.
Here he's making me a soup, more specifically a vegetable soup...just like Martha (whoever Martha is).
Rhett was walking around like some sort of bandit, albeit a bad one. Might help if he could see where he was going.
In a moment of rest for me (maybe a moment of trying to unswell (de-swell?) my feet so they could fit into my shoes), Rhett came to join me and share a "foot kiss."
Finally, Rhett eating his favorite dinner, pasta with alfredo sauce. He loves it so much he wanted to use two forks. And so he did.
P.S. Anyone else digging my outfit in that picture up there? Wednesdays (my work-at-home days) are not the most fashionable of days. Just be lucky I'm covering my body in this picture. I can't guarantee that on other Wednesdays.
P.P.S. Just in case you haven't heard, D.C. (as much of the country) is in quite the heat wave. Yesterday at 3 p.m. it was 99 but felt like 109 (due to humidity). And today is supposed to be worse. Pretty awesome, right? If only you could see my feet now...
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That Rhett really can make you smile. Adorned in that chef's hat, he can really do no wrong.
ReplyDeleteHe's got great taste in pasta. I think I might try the two-fork approach seeing as how it's also one of my favorites!
And I don't know what you're talking about in regards to your outfit. I think that's perfectly acceptable wardrobe coordinating. Being a work-at-home all the time kind of gal, I'm similarly arrayed EVERY day of the week. Or, as you point out, NOT arrayed - especially when this HOT!
With this weather the euphemism of 'baking a baby' in that belly really takes on new meaning. It's like a double broiler.
oh man, i always had "what was i thinking" moments during my pregnancies (2nd, 3rd, and 4th ones. . .). not b/c of how i felt, but because of how my 1st, 2nd, and 3rd children were behaving. :)
ReplyDeleteso way to go rhett! what a great boy. seriously, i've got dabs on him to babysit when you and chuck go on your next long vacation. i might share him with mom and dad, we'll see. . . (when would you be going on a vacation????)
I was thinking of you last night when the topic on the news was the heat wave and how in the D.C. area it felt like 114 with the humidity. I hope you are surviving.
ReplyDeleteand every time I think you've posted the cutest stories and pictures of rhett, you top it with something like this. MAN, I love this kid. And I can't wait to see what Beta is like. You two sure make awesome children.
ReplyDeleteI gotta try that 2 forks thing.