Many of you know, my IVF did not work AGAIN. Sigh. This post will not be about that (I have a whole separate post just for that!) but will just be about whatever.
My brother is getting married in a week and couple days. He's happy, so that makes me happy. Erin is a very sweet girl and will be a nice addition to our family. Wow, that made it sound like we are buying her or something! I assure you, we are not. Back on track. I remember the days of youth when we couldn't stand our brother. He was so squirrly at times, he would do anything to annoy Amy and I. We were mean sometimes, putting makeup on him, stuffing socks in his face, gahhhh; that's awful!! When I think of it now, it literally makes my eyes well up with tears. I genuinely feel bad about it. Wonder if he feels bad for being so annoying? I'm sure he does not! But, that's what little brothers do! Raymond had turned into a fine young man who is funny, handsome, and knows everything. Don't believe me? Just ask him. Haha! Anyway, can't wait for the wedding. I'm sure it will be a beautiful, fun day! I just hope it doesn't rain, as it's an outside wedding! We shall see.
Chace is growing so big. His vocabulary amazes me. He will tell you his ABC's and will sing certain songs, when he's not being bashful. He will be the ring bearer in Raymond's wedding, I pray that he does well! He has been going through a shy stage, but hopefully he will want to bask in his ring bearer glory that day! Amy is still putting together toys from his birthday; yes the one that was a month ago! Next year, any toys given must be preassembled!
My other little nephew Richie will be coming home next week!!! Yeah!!! I haven't seen him since he was a newborn and he will be a year old next month. I can't wait to hold him and kiss his little face. Wonder how Chace will deal with that?! He gets pretty jealous sometimes!
I was shocked to find that my dress I bought for the wedding still fits. Amy and I had been doing weight watchers and at one point I had lost 19 pounds. After going through my IVF and then the failure of it, I gained back 6 pounds. I'm trying not to be too hard on myself about it though. 13 is still good, in my eyes. Food is my grief relief. I hate that. I wish I could be one of those people that let exercise be their outlet. But I hate to sweat. Maybe one day!
What would a post be without a set of pictures?! We went on a little trip last week to cave in rock, elizabethtown, and rosiclare. Grace had never been, and she loved it. I will warn you though, when you visit the cave, wear tennis shoes. Flip flops and wet, muddy sand on rocks do not jive. We almost slipped a couple of times. No, not while we were "up" anywhere, just on the ground. Grace collects rocks, so I found the American Flourite Museum in Rosiclare. It was just a little building at an old mine, but it had a lot of neat rocks. I think Grace thought she was surrounded by million dollar gems! It was a fun day, I am looking forward to more little trips like this!
So, that's it for now. I'm getting ready to go to Evansville for probably my last trip there. More on that in my IVF post. Have a great day!