I like Mother’s Day. I’m still pretty new at it; I’ve had a great one, a not-so-great-one (poor destination choice), and an out-of-the-country one. So I’m still figuring out what to actually do on Mother’s Day to celebrate, and this year I feel like I’ve gotten the closest to what I want out of the day. First, here’s how I got to this realization.
Friday night was the 11th anniversary of my first date with Adam (which was also on a Friday). The anniversary must have fallen on a Friday before, but this is the first year I remember it.
So, Hannah spent the night at my mom’s, and Adam and I wandered around Manhattan in the freezing cold of January just like we did back in 2004 when we met. We are too old for stuff like this.
I’m working on a new quilt! This is such amazing news as it is the first quilt I’ve been able to share since the Double Rainbow quilt (which I finished back in April). I have one quilt out to a magazine, hopefully that will be published early next year. And I’ve been working on another one for a magazine, too. I can’t share those, so this is only the second quilt of 2014 that I can post photos of.
It has been busy around here. Today was Hannah’s last day of school, and I’ve been writing and sewing quite a bit. Plus, all of the makeover prep for this site!
So, it is taking a while to finish posting these trip photos from Normandy. I still have quite a few, but I’m going to bust them all out in one final post.
I love, love, loved Rouen. I especially loved the timber-framed buildings.
I’m finally posting my photos from our European trip last month. We weren’t in the UK for very long; we stayed overnight Saturday at my father- and stepmother-in-law’s house and had a birthday dinner for Adam’s younger brother. Then the next day we had lunch with Adam’s older brother and his family (including Hannah’s two amazing cousins, Cleo and Livi). Then we set out for Dover to take the ferry to France with my mother- and stepfather-in-law.
We stayed overnight Sunday in Dover so we could climb up to the White Cliffs.
January brought its “A” game this year. It’s normally my least favorite month of the year; I’m over the snow and cold by month’s end, someone in the house almost always gets sick, and it just feels like it goes on forever. The bright spot exception is my very best good friend Laura Ann’s birthday, and I forgot it this year. Go home, January! You’re drunk!
We took Hannah to Atlantic Farms on Saturday, just like last year, to get a pumpkin and visit the petting zoo. We stopped at Hinck’s next door for lunch first; it wasn’t as crowded as last year, and still insanely delicious. Confession: we may have gone at least once over the summer to get a turkey dinner fix. Who can just save it for the holidays?
Sometimes when Hannah is having a tough day, either because her teeth are bothering her, she’s decided to boycott naps, or it’s just really hard to be little, she can wear us out. Last week was that kind of a week. I finished with my job on Tuesday, so I’ve been a little drained and scattered emotionally anyway. Her canines have officially started coming in just a week or two after the pain subsided from her first molars (all her teeth come in 4’s). I know this because the doctor confirmed the news at her 15 month well visit last Wednesday. She had a fabulous checkup that day, he is impressed with her progress in physical therapy and feeding therapy (have I mentioned those? Another post), she got her chicken pox and MMR shots…and then threw up all over the shopping cart when we went to the grocery store right afterwards. I was fully briefed on potential rashes and pox breakouts a week after the shots, but I was not prepared for the potent mix of foreign stuff in her little body and the hysteria that the doctor’s office now brings out in her. She was happy at the store, and totally fine 5 seconds after it happened, but I had to struggle with a cart, baby, and grocery store floor just covered in barf. I would have had a nervous breakdown right then and there were it not for a truly decent female store employee who brought us a new cart, wet paper towels, and a trash bag for all the dirty clothes. She was my superhero of the day, and I told customer service so. And this was just on our first day back together full time.