Friday, August 31, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Monday, August 13, 2012
It's the most wonderful time of the year ... for cycling! BD's heaven on earth. He talks about it for weeks before. He watches it live on the computer and on his phone. Then he watches it again on TV. Sometimes twice, just to make sure he doesn't miss a thing. Then we go see the stage in person. Then he watches the news coverage. Then he talks about it for a couple more weeks after. I'm not sure what the right word is to accurately describe the whole scenario, but obsession comes to mind so we'll go with that. The Tour of Utah grows bigger and bigger every year and is always fun to see. We were able to get out to a few stages and see the riders pass by. It's so intense! Bee didn't know what to think of all the hype, especially the helicopter.
|Mouth of Little Cottonwood Canyon, Stage 5|
|Probably my most favorite picture of Bee ever taken. EVER.|
|Deer Valley, UT, Stage 6|
|Kisses for my Bee|
|Levi Leipheimer, stage winner!|
Answer: You're too low ;)
Posted by gina bina at 3:35 PM
Friday, August 10, 2012
BD can be really good at surprises and likes to splurge once in a while. When tickets to Wicked went on pre-sale last fall he jumped and snagged us some stellar seats. I wasn't even pregnant yet, or maybe newly pregnant, because when the tickets arrived in the mail I remember staring at the date and thinking OMG I will have a 6 week old baby, and we will need a babysitter. Flash forward to the week of the show and I was all kinds of nervous to leave my baby for the first time. Isn't it funny how quickly we become attached? There is a first time for everything. We left Bee with Auntie Jen (friend, neighbor, lifesaver) for the evening and knew she was in excellent hands. When we drove away BD was shocked that I wasn't melting down, and kept saying You are doing so good! / You just left your baby for the first time! / I'm so proud of you! Well. By the time we hit Sunnyside Ave I was fighting back tears. BUT. By the time we hit 4th south the tears had stopped. Swedish Fish and Milk Duds at Capitol Theatre helped take the sting away. I love the few minutes right before a performance starts when the lights start to dim, people are shushing, the orchestra is tuning. It's exciting!
|The girls behind us thought we were taking a picture of them. It was super funny, but I think you had to be there. It's obvious I don't get out much :)|
|July 24, 2012|
Monday, August 06, 2012
"I'll sell you my two-year old!"
"Enjoy your sleep while you can!"
"At least you can travel!"
People will say silly things in order to feel better about your situation. But what they are not telling you is that they would never, not in a million years even if it was legal, sell you their two-year old. They know that no amount of sleeping on your stomach in between soft white pima cotton sheets would ever make up for seeing your baby shoot you a big milky smile at 4 o'clock in the morning. No adventure to the farthest antipodes in search of the world's best gelato could replace the love you will have for your own child.
Now that I'm in the mommy boat.
There is a reason you want this.
I remember thinking, Why is this so hard? Why do I need this so much? Why does it hurt so bad? I will tell you, there is a reason your heart is pricked every month you are not pregnant. There is a reason your uterus skips a beat when you drive past a park with an empty swing. And there is a reason it may feel like something, someone, is missing from your nest. And when the doctor/midwife/husband/birth-mother hands you that baby for the first time you will absolutely believe in miracles. You will feel bigger than the universe in that moment. The heart-break will begin to fade as pure love fills your soul and you will want to burst from the inside out. You will be proud of yourself for not giving up on this dream. You fought for her. For him. For them. No one can ever take that from you. It is MAGIC.
That is the reason you've wanted this so very very much.
Don't give up. It is that good.
|via Kill Bill v. II|
P.S. I've got a gassy 2 month old infant for sale if anyone is interested... ;).