Baby Number two!

  If you haven't heard already I am expecting a new Baby, arriving at the end of August.  It will be a WARM summer for me, lots of river time I suspect.  We are very exited for this new blessing.  Baby (not nicknamed yet) is already showing with a little baby bump.  I tell Beau, but he doesn't get it, yet.

   I am struggling with weaning Beau.  He is just not taking to it well.  We have made progress so I have high hopes.  It's not that bad, I just feel like I need to be strong for his sake.  Then he looks at me with those truly sad eyes and I just cannot resist.  I have been consistent.  If I say 'No' I mean it and no more night time nursing sessions.! but when he's really serious I just melt (nap time, bed time usually).  It is getting uncomfortable and I am trying to let him know that.  I'm giving him another few weeks since his birthday is coming.  Hope, is that he loses interest, lol.  I had said decided at '2' I would wean him.  So we are still on track.  I do think it is making me extra tired and hungry, maybe my imagination, but I am beat.

I am slowly bringing order to my space around me.  Cleaning up after myself again.  Morning (noon, night) sickness always gets me.  But I had a good day today so again another hopeful event  and I will feel better again.  

We went for a walk yesterday, a beautiful day crisp and clear.  It rained today which was greeted with a smile from me.

 Beau is turning two.  I am not going to have a large party.  Just family.  Both of his Grandmothers will be here, a special day for him.  I am going to make him a cake, maybe even curious George, since that is his most favorite cartoon of ALL time!  I found some balloons at Party City so I will make a trip into 'town' to get them.  I am also going to make Hamburgers and French Fries,  his other favorite (bad I know).  He just loves fries and so do I.  I try to limit my consumption but Chris makes up for what I lack.  Team work. 

Blair Lake, Malakoff Digging

Just love this Kid!

Pops and Beau so handsome

We have our walking sticks.

Much Love to all.  

Truly, 

BFree