My house

  

This is a house that should have never been... certainly never been mine.  I was told by my grandpa I would never own a home without being married (this said to me just after I divorced), and that crushed me to hear.  But that's his generation speaking.  I've put a ton of time into this home, painting walls, trim and ceilings, planted flowers and bushes, getting rid of squirrels and mice that have apparently lived here since it was built in 1871.  I'm very proud of the work I've done and have more to do.  

When I bought it, I bought it with just me in mind, never thinking I would have to share it with a husband, his dog and now a little girl.  But I'm happy to share it. Baby Kitty on the other hand, doesn't feel like I do.  So, you see, it was about time I painted my abode. 

Daisy Esther

Here she is 
Daisy Esther
born June 5, 2012
 
She's changed and rocked our world.  How happy are we!  But boy does it take a great deal to care for a little baby. And as you can imagine, painting has been put on the side for a bit.  I do paint a little here and there.  But for now, just wanted to share the joy of our little girl. 
She looks like her dad.  And I'm so thankful that she seems to have his disposition as well--  mellow, happy and easy going.  If she's crying, it's for reason... just good luck figuring it out.

Waiting...

I painted these ABC's with some of my favorite flowers that every child should know!
Daisy was predicted to make her grand entrance May 28th, but as of today June 1, there still is no sign of her arrival.  I know she could surprise us all any second.  I'm not too stressed about it.  I'm actually ready and just waiting.  So I thought I would show some pics of her room.  I had so much fun making things and putting it together.
This room was once the guest room.

A Birdie Mobile I made from left over scraps of fabric and vintage Hankies.




I also made a quilt for the room and had it professionally quilted. That was a chunk of change but so glad I did it. 
 
Baby Kitty supervising the quilt top construction.

Now during this whole process we have referred to the room as Baby's room.  I never thought my cat spoke English, but I do think she thought this room was being made special for her.

She has no idea what's coming....

That I might have life...

Sometimes you give up on a few dreams and cross them off your list.  Or you don't pray anymore about something you think you want.  Worse, you pray for less thinking if you compromise He just might come through like prayer and dealing with God is some kind of grand negotiation.  Sometimes, you just transfer hope and work for other things believing that these things will replace what you would really like.

I asked for ALL things so that I might enjoy life.
I was given LIFE so that I might enjoy all things.... 

This was on my favorite birthday card this year, my 44th year.  It means so many things to me.  And I painted it in my journal to remember this special life changing year.  When I got married last year, that was a huge prayer answered and dream come true.  Not to over romanticize marriage and love and all - we get enough of that from movies and music.  But I was on my knees - tearfully, grateful to have met John and just really enjoy a man after so many years of dating.  To be married to him was enough.  And I was thankful -immensely, deeply, thankful.  So when not a month after we were off and married I found myself "with child" I was angry.  I mean, I had cried and mourned the end of this dream, this prayer many years ago.  And happily said to myself that my purpose when it comes to kids was to be the best Aunt I could be to my brothers' children.  And that was good, that was resolved... it took a little time.  But God saw other wise and is in the process of giving me life.  Most days I'm still in shock!  I look forward to the changes ahead of me.  What will this "life" bring? ... to see and enjoy all things?