Sun, Spackle, and Belly

Here is our outdoor Oasis. I particularly love the hammock and without the wisteria it's a much sunnier spot. But, alas, this weekend was too warm for sunbathing and now it's too chilly. But, I don't think it will keep me from sneaking a few minutes out in the sun this morning.

We finished spackling the kidlet's room. Spackling is such a relaxing job. Fill, scrape, fill, scrape. It's satisfying...
And this is me in all my summer-in-April glory. The forsythia, along with everything else, is in full bloom and I think the kidlet liked being out in the sun. It really was a beautiful weekend and I'm looking forward to the summer!

Wisteria, Plaster and Cats

It was a very productive weekend in the Wagner household. First, Raendi finally removed all the wisteria from the pergola out back. While it truly is beautiful for the 2 weeks in the spring when it's blooming, it's a very invasive plant that may have already wormed it's shoots into the foundation. So, it had to go. We'll be dosing it with Round Up for the season. Rest in Peace!



We also stripped all the striped wallpaper in the baby's room and washed the walls in preparation for priming and painting. We are still a bit baffled at the walled-over door in the corner (where Raendi is working in the picture). The Kitten watched from her perch on the window, not helpful at all but what do you expect from a cat!



At the end of the day Pepper, after a very exciting time outside chasing leaves and teasing the Kitten, curled herself up into the smallest ball possible on our bed. I was envious. :)

Stamina

It's a beautiful spring evening. Raendi and I just got back from a walk. Honestly, I feel like I could walk for miles these days. My body, though, had different ideas. We walked about 3 miles yesterday evening, down to the plaza and back. And I was very very tired and sore once we got back to the house. Strangely, it's the stopping and sitting that doesn't feel good, the walking feels great. And I realized today that for the first time in my life, I'm completely unaware of what my physical limits are.

But, I do have to say, laying out in the sun with my bare belly exposed to the warm rays is certainly bliss. I was out for about an hour this afternoon and it felt glorious. The grandmother next door came over and rubbed my belly as we tried to converse (she doesn't speak English and I know no Albanian).

We're going to wash the walls of the baby's room tomorrow in preparation to paint. Yay! Progress!

Ok, needing chocolate soft serve ice cream. Bye!

22 Weeks and Stuffed Full of Skittles

It was a whirlwind weekend but one of the nicest parts was visiting the Whites. Sarah is a little over 31 weeks now and is glowing! Looking at the photo, I'm completely amazed at how fresh she looked at 9pm on Saturday night while I looked (and felt) like a zombie. She is an inspiration. And it was wonderful to spend hours talking about being pregnant. While other friends might be fine with the occasional conversation here and there about the process, I certainly get self conscious about talking too much about the myriad of experiences I'm having. Even though my life is certainly dominated by my burgeoning belly, it's not everyone's current experience. But 2 pregnant ladies in a room together, all decorum goes out the window.
Today I'm having the distinct feeling of being much larger than I was 5 months ago. I'm suppose to be larger, I tell myself. I'm right in the middle of the suggested weight gain for the week I am, I tell myself. But, frankly, I feel like a house. I gotta get over this skinny is beautiful thing, but, of course, the media and my own body preferences just don't help. Hmmm... off to look at beautiful preggo belly picts to make me feel better.