oh bay-bee

Tillman has learned to say "Baby" this week. This is an improvement from calling my baby a ball. However, he really doesn't understand that I am the only one in our family with a "Baby" in my belly. Apparently Matt and Tillman both have a baby too. Tillman is confusing the words "Baby" and "Belly."

This is something we have to work on. LOL. 

Here is a sweet picture of Tillman loving on his little sister Rory Anne at 29 weeks. 

Can't wait for you to be here little girl:)

By the way, I am 30 weeks Christmas Eve. She'll be here so soon. 

Almost countdown time. 

Okay, not quite. But close.

A Christmas favorite from ETSY!!

Here is a picture of my lovely hand-warmers that Matt got me off of Etsy.com for Christmas this year.

I love them. Thank you Matt:)

Bright Colors

There was a point in my life that I can remember, when I really didn't like super bright colors. I was actually even annoyed by them.

 I tend to be more fond of neutral colors, like browns and pretty greens with dark shades of red and plum. Fall or Autumn colors were my favorite. In fact those colors are still some of my favorites.

 Well, what I am trying to get at is that today I realized something. My perspective on color has changed. 

I think sometimes certain people, most people, are annoyed by all the bright colors and clutter that children's toys and belongings can bring. Not because they belong to the child, but simply because they don't  match  everything else that is decorating their home. These tacky, manufactured pieces of plastic just seem to crowd your space. I understand where these people are coming from. I really do.

This afternoon Tillman opened up his Christmas presents from Mommy and Daddy and Santa Claus, or aka "Ho Ho Ho." During this present opening session, I took note of how many bright colored items Tillman was unwrapping. I believe my taste has changed. I am no longer annoyed by these bright colorful items that will continue to clutter my home for the next five to ten years. It doesn't bother me that the shower we bathe in is smothered in colorful little alphabet foam letters that stick to the tub wall. I am not  aggravated by the sea of colorful books that cover Tillman's bedroom floor on a daily basis. I absolutely love them. 

I love these bright colors, they make me happy. These bright colors are the imprint your child leaves behind after hours of play. They are evidence of a sweet child that  has changed mine and Matt's lives forever. I look forward to all the bright colors that this new little one will bring, and all the bright and colorful memories we will make with our children through the years.

It's been...

quite a stinkin while. September 24, 2010? Unacceptable. Ok, cut me some slack. I have a freaking job, ok? lol. And, I am living away from my husband right now who is looking for a job in Louisville (please pray he finds one: whoever you may be who might possibly read my blog that I never frequent). Did I mention I work night shift?? Get off my stinkin back (cough: hannah and PATRICK). Hehe. Oh yeah, and I'm pregnant. Let me see, anything else?? I think that justifies my lack of affection to my blog. I'm just pitiful. Poor, poor pitiful me. Do you feel sorry for me? Just needed to get that off my chest.

On a brighter note, things are looking up. I am now employed and financial matters are therefore much improved. For the first time in our married lives we have two incomes. That makes things a little less stressful:) Also, we are having a little girl, Rory Anne Wilson, in just a few months. My sis just had her little girl and it makes me so excited for our little one that will arrive very soon. I hope to write more about our Rory girl soon, but you know how that goes. Most things that I hope to get done rarely ever do. Hopefully I can prove you wrong, unlikely blog followers:)

Fare thee well.