Temperatures reached a little over 60° today and my little Wisconsin heart did cartwheels. We turned off the heat, opened a few windows and spent the majority of the afternoon in our backyard. We weren’t the only ones that loved the sunshine – Oakley was in his element. Running all over the grass, prancing back proudly with sticks double his size, retrieving the tennis ball Daniel would throw. The sun was warm and the air smelled like Spring. Like fresh, like new.
Earlier this weekend, Daniel went to pick up a grill his dad had offered us and the last two afternoons, I have been giddy for us to use it. Today was the perfect day — we fired it up and flipped burgers over it, lightly toasting the pretzel buns towards the end for something extra. The smell of the grill and the nighttime sunshine made me nostalgic. Playing in the backyard as my dad grilled, scraped elbows, dirty knees, tangled hair. I can’t wait for our kids to be playing in the backyard and start creating all the fond memories I look back on now.
It’s only 8:18p but we’re already tucked in bed; Daniel has an early morning tomorrow with a meeting at 5a and for now, I’m sitting up feeling little Bean’s kicks every so often, in awe of what a miracle his little life is and how God designed the female body. Only 138 days until my due date, until I can hold this little baby that we created… I know the days will fly by, seeing as the last 110 days since we found out I was pregnant have felt like a blink. We should probably start on the nursery soon but for now, I’m soaking in this second trimester.
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