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Dear Jack (Buddy, Buster, Booty (yes, we call you booty…so sue us)),
I sit here on the eve of your little sister’s due date reflecting on our short, but wonderful, 15 months together as just you, me and daddy. I can’t believe your sister is almost here and that our family dynamics will change once again. It is a bittersweet feeling for your mama. Your daddy welcomes change much more readily than I do. And don’t get me wrong. I am very excited to meet your sister…I just tend to “grieve” in a way the previous chapter before embracing the next. :) As a way of doing that, and since you probably won’t remember, I wanted to recount one of our typical days for you (& for us). It’s a collection of photos from different days but sums up what we do.
First, you wake up around 7:30 or so and talk to yourself a little until daddy comes in to get you. Your daddy is very sweet to mama and lets me sleep in a little extra in the morning, especially as Liv starts taking more and more of my energy. You play in the kitchen while daddy gets your bottle ready and he makes his own “bottle” – his morning latte. Then, you lay on your pillow next to daddy and welcome the morning. (I had to sneak out of bed one morning so I could make sure there were pictures of this special time of just you and him) :)
Then, mommy gets up and makes breakfast while daddy gets ready for his work day. You either find something to play with (like the books in the sewing room or hiding in the kitchen) or occasionally fuss to be held so you can see the cooking that’s going on. (We prefer the first option ;-))
Once breakfast is ready, we all sit at the table and give you pieces of our bacon and toast and yogurt. Bacon is your favorite of course since you are a Taylor. It’s actually the 5th word you learned to say and you shocked us when you first said it. We were the proudest parents ever (still are).
After breakfast, we wish daddy a great day at work and wave bye-bye to him from the screen door (pant less of course).
Now, it’s play time. We usually start in the living room with your ball or soft blocks. You also love looking out the side windows at the birds that sit on our neighbor’s house oohing and ahhing. Yesterday, tupperware was your play thing of choice including wearing it as a hat. :)
Eventually, we move into the other rooms so I can do the dishes from breakfast and a few other things around the house. If I don’t keep my eye on you, though, you’ll find plenty to get into such as your little sister’s diapers. :sigh:
By the time we clean everything up, it’s nap-time. We get a bottle ready, make sure we have owlie, and you lay down for a nice siesta. While you sleep, mommy fixes her lunch, gets a few things done and, if she’s lucky, even rests some before you wake up and are ready to go again. Lately, you’ve been waking up kind of grumpy and want to be held for a little bit but you’re rarely a cuddler so I secretly love this time with you. Once you’re back to your normal, happy self we get to playing again. You love to play with your ‘house’ opening and closing the door, raising the window up and down, and dancing to the songs it sings. You also love to look at all your board books in your room…especially your lift-the-flap Bible and touch-and-feel alphabet book.
You’re also starting to get the shape sorting games and love playing with those and your wooden toys too. One of your favorite things though is making mommy look as silly as possible.
Sometimes we run errands (either in the morning or after your nap) to exciting places like Target or even the park or other days we just stay in, especially lately so that mommy can rest as much as possible before Liv arrives. Yesterday, we popped in a movie that was new to you but one of mommy’s favorites. 101 Dalmations. You loved it! I’ve never seen you sit and watch something as long as you did….not that that is the best thing in the world (staring at the tv) but with a tired momma, it was much-appreciated. Plus, you cuddled with me and Liv almost the whole time. Bonus.
That is, until Christine brought over Liv’s lamb seat that we’re borrowing…then, you abandoned me for the new comfy chair…but I don’t blame ya. It does look pretty comfy.
After tv/movie/mommy rest time, we try to go on a walk now that the weather is nicer. You love to wave as you ride in your stroller and point to all the neat things you see like kitty cats.
Or sometimes we play on the porch or run around outside
eating picking up rocks and sticks.
After that, we come inside so mommy can start dinner and, soon after, daddy has come home. As soon as you hear the alarm chime of the screen door, your face lights up and you run to the back door. Daddy sweeps you up as soon as he can and it’s swing-Jack-upside-down-and-all-around time or some other crazy wrestling moves.
Once dinner is ready, we sit down to the table again and enjoy a nice meal together and laugh at your crazy meal antics. When you first got your straw sippy cup, you’d drink and spit out your water right away but you’re starting to get the hang of it lately.
Once dinner is done, it’s night night time for you. We get you all changed, look at a book or two then have prayer time with your prayer lamb. Then, while turning off the lights, we sing You Are My Sunshine and turn on Turtle who shines the stars on to the ceiling. You love to touch turtle and even said Turtle for the first time the other day (your 7th word).
Such a big, growing boy we have. For the most part, you fall asleep after finishing your bottle but sometimes you want to see Turtle again and cry for another visit from one of us. By 8 or so, you’re asleep and we get some mommy and daddy time. We always come in to see you though before we go to bed and, every now and then, you wake up at that time and give us some wonderful cuddly hugs.
Well, that’s a day in the life of you, our sweet Jack, at 15 months old. :) You’re a busy boy who loves to run and play, push things around, play with mommy and daddy and grow, grow, grow. We love you so much and will never forget this small, but meaningful, chapter in our life as a family of just us three. Come on, Liv, it’s time for you to join in on the fun! ;-)
Your mommy and daddy
This pregnancy has definitely flown by faster than the first…prob due to the energy-bunny known as Jack. :) With all the busyness of raising our rambunctious, sweet boy and Jon’s work, we were really hoping we’d get a chance to do another baby moon or at least a one night getaway before Liv joins us…but just weren’t sure it’d happen. My mom very sweetly (and eagerly) agreed to take Jack for us. Now, could I actually let him go? Well, it was very, VERY, VERY hard but I did it…we did it. I only cried 3 times total (that’s not bad, right? esp with being pregnant ;-)) and Jon may or may not have got a little verclempt too. But we survived and reunion was sweet. :) Thank you again to my mom for taking Jack but I know she enjoyed every bit of it.
Here’s some pictures from our time. We stayed at the lovely Wildwood Inn in Denton as we didn’t want to go too far from home with me being 36 weeks. It was the perfect distance and place to stay to feel like we got away without having to do a ton of travel.
After checking in to our beautiful room (and ogling over the jacuzzi tub), we headed out to Sanger so Jon could experience The Tomato – my favorite pizza place in college. Sadly, they burned down in 2007 but have now reopened so after the many trips to Round Table (Jon’s CA fave), I was excited for Jon to see my pizza place. He really enjoyed it and we met and talked with some nice locals as well. Afterwards, I took Jon on the Bre’s-life-in-college tour and we drove by the Fry house and then got ice cream at Beth Marie’s on the square. With the twinkle lights up in the trees and a beautiful cool breeze in the air, it was the perfect way to start to unwind for our 2-night stay.
By around 10, though, I realized it’s the time we normally go in and check on Jack and as a result, burst into tears crying, “It’s time to go see buddy and we can’t!!!!! Who’s idea was this anyway?!?!?! Wahhhhhhh!” But after Jon gently reminded me that it was (oh yeah) my idea…I finally calmed down and we got a good night’s sleep.
In the morning, we tried out a local spot for breakfast (the B&B had a continental breakfast but not filling enough for this preggo) and then went to the Shops at Highland Village to walk around until our movie started. We ended up sitting in the Barnes & Noble for an hour and a half reading magazines (him woodworking, me sewing) which sounds so lame but was heavenly. (It’s the little things) It was so nice outside that we decided to skip the movie and just keep walking around the shops. We found and bought a new puzzle for Jack and kept seeing what seems like a million little boys every where we went. Our code saying was ‘uh oh, don’t look’ which of course made the other look and see whichever cute little boy was in our midst to remind us of our sweet little one. Plus, my mom would send us picture updates and had, at that moment, told us he had found a picture of us on one of her shelves and was carrying it around with him. Cue crying session #3,402. haha But I pulled it together and we grabbed some lunch and visited with old friends at The Village Church offices.
We then headed back to our B&B to enjoy the beautiful pool and spa. There was hardly anyone else staying there so no one was around. The pool water was too cold though and the hot tub wasn’t on but they got it going so we were able to get in for a little bit before it got too hot which was nice for me and my preggo belly.
After drying off and resting a bit, we headed out for dinner at Giuseppe’s then coffee and dessert at another local stop. Overall, a wonderful and relaxing day but we were eager to see our Bud in the morning! :) We woke up rested but still enjoyed a leisurely morning with Jon watching tv while I took my last of practically 15 baths in the tub (really only 3). We grabbed lunch at The Greenhouse then met mom to get Jack. He was banging on the glass of the Starbucks wall (lovely I know) staring out and it took him a second to realize it was us walking up but when he did he had the biggest grin. :) Now, we’re back home and resting and ready to kick it all back into gear tomorrow. Liv will be here before we know it but we are so thankful for this time to hit pause and just rest. Hope everyone had a great weekend.
J + B + j
We’ve lived in the Oak Cliff area for over a year now and love it just as much as we did day one. It’s like a separate small town just 5 minutes from the big city. When you enter North Oak Cliff, it’s like you’re driving into a totally different place from the city. With huge Oak trees everywhere, curvy hills (yes, hills!), and adorable, well-preserved old homes lining the street, how could you not. The quaint Bishop Arts District is a 3-minute drive away with delicious one-of-a-kind restaurants and locally-owned shops for our enjoyment. And I can’t leave out the fabulous Urban Acres where we get our bi-monthly organic produce, pastured meats, and more.
One of my favorite things about living in Oak Cliff is our neighborhood “mom’s club” called RECPTA. It is a group for North Oak Cliff parents of young children and has been a great way to meet others as well as keep up-to-date on things going on the internet and even offers a mini-neighborhood-only-craigslist type of forum. I haven’t even really been able to get as involved as I’d like with having had Jack last summer and, with Liv due next month, I’m sure it’ll still be a little longer but I look forward to meeting more fellow moms and helping more in the community. All this to say…they hosted a fun Popsicle party last week and we made sure to stop by even if only for a little bit. Jack got to meet a few ‘friends’ as mommy did the same. Hopefully we will get to meet even more playmates in the future. In the meantime, enjoy the pics!
We had lots of fun…thanks RECPTA!
I’m 33 weeks now and, for whatever reason, feeling much more uncomfortable this pregnancy than the last. Jon kindly ventured a guess that it’s because I haven’t exercised as much this time (mainly due to the insane heat we’ve been having and that I have a toddler) but one of my guesses is my inability to take baths this pregnancy. Who’s right? Probably Jon but let’s not dwell on that. ;-)
We love, love, LOVE our rental house in every way except that there’s no tub. I know, first world problem, uh? But if you know me at all then you know I love a good bath….like, nightly. Well, my good friend, Christine, is a total doll and has let me come over a couple of times now to soak. But, not only did she let me just borrow her tub…she practically turned her bathroom into a spa. Now, that’s a friend! Had to share a few (appropriate, I promise) pictures of Spa de Bailey. :)
And my favorite part was the framed Scripture on the counter which, although I’m sure meant for much deeper spiritual things than my desire to take a bath, really applied to me at that moment. It’s definitely been sun-scorched in this here north Texas land and my frame sure is in need of strengthening. But most of all, thank you Jesus, that we are like a spring whose waters never fail. I have so needed this encouragement as I mentally, emotionally, and spiritually prepare for Liv’s birth…and as this pregnancy gets more and more uncomfortable. He will satisfy all my needs and will never fail me. Such a timely and refreshing reminder for my soul when I was only wanting a refresh for my body.
P.S. – Thank you, Christine, for not only opening your home but your tub. :)