Last night we celebrated the marriage of Vinny (Marc's brother) to his beautiful bride, Liz. To say the ceremony and reception, held at the Villa, was beautiful and lovely is a major understatement. All of the decorations, flowers, dresses and tuxes looked like they were straight out of a wedding magazine. Marc and I had a great time and I even treated my 8 1/2 month pregnant self to a much-needed new maternity dress. Here are some photos (sorry for the low-quality) of us and our relatives at the wedding.
This year for Halloween I wanted Will to wear a Curious George costume (his current all-time favorite character) and for Marc to be the "man in the yellow hat." After scouring the Internet and Craigslist for a few weeks, I was able to find both costumes for a total of $20 (yay!). You might be asking what I was for Halloween. Well, I was the pregnant lady, of course! I made these fun skeleton t-shirts for Marc and I to wear to a separate party. Here are a bunch of fun photos of us in the past few weeks:
Wow, it's been a really long time since our last post, but I promise that we are back in action with lots of new stories and pictures to share! One of the two biggest things that has happened to us in the past six months is the purchase of our first home. After seeing what seemed like hundreds of houses that had everything except for just one of our must-haves (think mansions with no yard/driveway, houses in a great area with one bedroom or the best house ever in terrible neighborhood), we found THE ONE.
When you're only one year old, I'm guessing Santa is just a strange man with lots of white facial hair sitting in a really big chair inside the mall. It's no wonder he makes lots of children frown and cry! We didn't really know what to expect this year when we brought Will to see Santa at the North Shore Mall. A part of me was picturing Will experiencing stranger anxiety while sitting on Santa's lap. Luckily for us, he warmed up to Santa by the last photo of our session, due mostly to the lady elf who tickled his stomach with a bell toy of some sort. Here's the progression of photos with Santa:
Summer really did fly by this year. Will had so many adventures including the beach, the pool, Six Flags, and trips to Grandma & Grandpa's, just to name a few. Now that he is nine months old, we are already discussing birthday parties - yikes! Here are a few of our memories from this summer. Now on to my favorite season of all - Fall!
You could say that last year I pretended to celebrate Mother's Day, because even though I didn't physically have a baby in my arms, I was 3 months or so pregnant with our dear William. This year, though, it was exciting to celebrate my first official Mother's Day with friends and family. I received a handful of cards, a balloon, beautiful flowers, and we even went out to eat twice with both sides of our family.
Becoming a mom was something I had talked about, dreamed about, prayed about, pretended as a young girl and had wanted for a long time. It was surreal when it finally came true. Just a few months ago, Marc and I would look at each other and say something like, "are we really parents?" On the other hand, having Will in my arms sometimes makes me feel like he has always been there or makes me almost forget what life was like before he was here. Having a baby does crazy things to you!
Now that Mother's Day has passed, I've thought about it a bit and have decided to claim the day after Mother's Day as a day for me to reflect on being a mom and to set some new mom-goals for the year. What can I say, it's the teacher in me. While the words "reflect" and "goals" might sound too philosophical or too clichè, what I really mean is that I will take 5 minutes—because that's really all I can spare—to come up with a short list of things I either want to accomplish or change as a mom. Here are some items on this year's list and some mom-photos for you to enjoy.
A few weekends ago, Marc and I needed to check off some things that had been lingering on our to-do list for far too long. One of the items was to bring two of our large comforters to the laundromat so we could use their jumbo size washers and dryers. We decided to park in their parking lot, drop off the comforters and then head to a local coffee shop for lunch with baby in tow.
While Marc waited outside of the laundromat with Will in the carriage, I ran inside and shoved the first comforter into the front-loaded washer. Just as I gave it one last heave-ho, I felt and saw white flecks of powdered detergent fly into the air and land in my hair and on my face. Awesome! I quickly gave myself a few brushes with my hand, started that load and then got the second comforter in and running. When I went back outside I asked Marc if he could brush me off, because I knew there were probably more flecks lingering in my hair and on my shoulders. He helped me out and then he told me I'd have to let my hair down to give it a shake. When I had finished doing this and had put my hair back up, he told me I looked good (Remember this part!).
A few weeks ago we celebrated Easter, which ended up being more of an Easter weekend, visiting both sides of our family. Though it was a whirlwind, we had a great time with everyone and enjoyed doing things as a "family of three."
I love Easter, especially because it's the day that reminds us that Jesus conquered death, but also because it has come to symbolize new life, springtime, and all things fresh. Will certainly fits in to the whole "new and fresh" theme.