Under the Sky of Blue

Wow, so much for every day. I must be the laziest blogger ever!

Anyway, since April, my life has not really changed that much. Mara has continued to have lice on and off. I cannot for the life of me find where she is re-infesting herself from. Martin's hair finally grew back in, but I have to say that it was days before I kissed him again. I just don't like bald men (unless they are that way naturally). Marty got lice, and we had to shave his head. I didn't want to poison him. It turned out all right and now that it is growing back in, I love his little head.

Marty is finally starting to talk more. He used to talk little bits, but now he will bust out a complete sentence, even if you can't always understand the entire sentence. He may be a slow/late talker, but he has tons of musical talent. He loves to play harmonica, and he loves to dance. Sometimes, he makes up little songs and sings them over and over. Most of the time, these are songs about pee-pee; he is taking after his father already.

Marty had his first longer than overnight trip away from home this week. In fact, as I write this he is still gone. On Tuesday, my in-laws picked him up and took him home with them for 2 nights. Yesterday, they took him to the zoo, and I have heard that he loved the monkeys. I can believe it; he is a little monkey. Mara missed him so much. As soon as he left, she was in tears. We ended up taking her bowling with my brother's family.

Well, in less than a month, Mara will start the fourth grade. Only 2 more years until middle school.

Last week, we got away from home and went up to North Carolina and the Blue Ridge Parkway. I love being up there. We left Saturday morning at 4:30 a.m. and drove to Cherokee. We camped next to a creek which was really cool. We are very used to white noise at night, so the creek was the perfect thing to have. We got on the parkway the next morning and drove to Asheville. We stopped at a few places along the way to hike and tons of overlooks. Marty loved Devil's Courthouse trail. It is classified as strenuous, but he walked the entire thing. He loved it because it was so hard. His favorite parts were the ones where he had to lift his feet practically to his waist to get up.

We ended up staying at a hotel in Asheville because it was raining a little bit. Please. I was looking forward to camping in the rain, but Martin has sleep apnea and had to have his CPAP machine, so he wanted to stay in a hotel. Wussy boy.

We walked some easier trails the next day, and Marty didn't enjoy those as much. Parts of Linville Falls were fun for him with all the steps, but anything that just was like walking through woods, he was upset. After we ate, a guy commented that my little one was upset. I told him, sure he was, he had walked 5 miles in 2 days.

My favorite place to be in the mountains is Bluff Mountain. It is an awesome trail and great little store and the greatest little coffee shop.

Anyway, I thought we were going to get off the parkway and camp for the night and then head home the next day. Nope, Martin decided he had to drive the ENTIRE way home. All the way from 20 miles from Virginia to Waldo, Florida. It took 9 hours for us to get home. So, we got home at about 3 a.m. I told him only he could turn a 4-day trip into 3.

So, on to me. I am doing great. I am currently 22 weeks pregnant. I have turned 30 since my last blog. I was very excited about that. Oh yeah, last Wednesday, we went to see Tom Petty in Tampa. My dad had bought floor seats for me, my husband, my brother, and his wife. It was really cool. It was actually the second time I had seen him. He came to Gainesville 2 years ago for his 30th Anniversary tour. He is my absolute favorite. You know, he is from Gainesville. He went to the same high school my dad did...but my dad didn't start until Tom had graduated.

Steve Winwood opened for him, and now I am convinced this baby is a boy. The only time he moved during the whole show was when Steve played "I'm a Man," and he danced big time during that song. Marty also calls my belly "bubby," but Mara still wants a girl. So, do I, so I am still hopeful. My appointments with my midwife have all gone well. I got the one I wanted of the midwives and she is really cool, and I am pretty sure she is going to be just as hands off as I will want her to be, which is pretty much all the way.

I think I have run out of things to say for now...crazy...who would have thought.