Sweet Summertime

This school year was great! It was hands down the best year of my teaching career. Great kids, phenomenal co-teachers, amazing administration. It was great to be able to co-teach and not have to deal with the pressure of teaching resource classes . It was amazing having administration to support me and help me get through this pregnancy as well as I have. It was really nice not having any additional responsibilities or coaching duties. Overall it was just an amazing year.

BUT…Oh how I love the summer. Summer is a great reward for everything that we have to put up with during the year. This year the summer break means getting some time to relax and get things ready for Kennedy’s arrival. She is expected to be here sometime between July 4th – July 11th by the way she is measuring. She could always be earlier or later (oh I pray not!) and we could not be any more excited. I am planning on taking 6 weeks from the beginning of the school year, so I should have anywhere from 9-11 weeks at home with her before going back to work in September.
That is all tentative but the plan right now.

Tomorrow marks week 33 and so far everything is still going great. My blood pressure was elevated last visit (couldn’t have been because we showed up to the wrong office and I had to make it back for the last day of school) but the doctor wasn’t concerned because of all that I had going on that day. He has decided to start bringing me in every week just to keep an eye on it and make sure she is still doing well.

She has days that she is really quite and doesn’t move much. It scares the crap out of me but I am told it’s normal and that she is just growing and running out of room. She usually makes up for it the next day by holding Zumba lessons in my stomach. I love those days but they are becoming sorta uncomfortable as hard as she kicks and punches.

We have been more than overwhelmed and blessed by our different showers and groups of families and friends. Our living room and her nursery looks like Babies R Us right now. I plan to post about the different events in the coming days. Brandon and I both feel undeserving of all the love people have shown us and are humbled by the amount of people that care for us and our family. I have loved washing all the little clothes and blankets and Brandon is having fun setting up all the equipment and playing (I mean setting up) all the toys! :) My plan is just to take everything a day at a time, task at a time and get things finished for baby girl’s arrival.

It will be a sweet summertime for sure.

10 Reasons....

Happy Anniversary Brandon Peevy. 4 years ago today I was blessed to become your wife. You show me everyday what it means to love and to be loved. I can't wait to watch you become Kennedy's daddy in just a few weeks. She's lucky to have you! So with all that said...here's a little top ten list for you! Top Ten Reasons I Love My Husband. 10. Even though he has grown to hate Millie (she doesn't obey...ever) he lets me keep her and deals with her because he knows I can not handle getting rid of her right now. 9. He loves New Hope. I mean the boy LOVES New Hope. He loves going back there with me. He loves talking and mainly listening to all my aunts and uncles (see #5) and their stories for the 1,000th time. He loves riding around the country looking at all the old stuff and just driving for miles through farm land and green grass. 8. He is my defender. 7. He has a crooked middle finger and it makes me laugh. 6. He loves using his EMT skills when I do something stupid. Just like the other night when I dropped a pot roast back into bubbling liquid and it burned the living piss out of me. He came over all in EMT mode and taking care of my poor splattered neck. 5. He loves the old people in his life. I can take a room full of teenagers any day but give me a room full of old people and I am at a loss. Brandon on the other hand, can talk to old people all day, every day. He loves to hear their stories and just hams it up with them. It was so cool to be able to watch him with both of his grandfathers before they passed. He would just sit and hang on every word his Daddy Bob would say. His whole face just changes when he is in their presence and I adore him for it. 4. He does all the yard work. Enough said. 3. He is so good to help out around the house and probably does way more than his fair share if we were honest about it. He is always vaccuming (he really likes it actuallly), cleaning up the kitchen, folding laundry, and the list goes on. There is no division of labor in our house and it's amazing to have someone as helpful as him. 2. I've always said I fell in love with the boy for his smile and it still stands. He has the most infectious smile ever. He grins from ear to ear and it's precious. 1. He loves me. He adores me actually. It has taken me a while to be comfortable with someone loving me like he does but he does it so well.