I am starting to figure this Blog out

Okay first blog I didn't cut and past from.

So today is Friday. Finally...at last. Its a good Friday for a couple of reasons. First off it's the last day of work for the week and second off, my birthday is Monday, not that I am expecting anything for it, it's just that it's there and always means I am a year older to my inner age, 70. lol I feel like I should be a 70 year old lady sometimes. I am such a complete home body, I like to garden, cook, read, write, and sit out on the porch and look at the trees. I like to sew and crochet even though I am not good at it. I like to read Martha Stewart magazines and attempt to do her projects. I even like to make candy and I love peanut brittle. I like to spend my birthdays picking blueberries in Nachadochas at a blueberry farm. I like to look at wood crafts and antique stores. And I can't spell very good which makes me feel like I prob dropped out of school to support my family at age 10 back in the 40's so I never had a very good education. All of these I probably have in common with your grandma. I still smoke so I am working really hard on my outside appearance for a 70 year old. And ever since a horrible cold a couple of years ago, every great once in awhile when I sneeze real hard I sometimes pee a little on myself. I am convinced I am a 70 year old stuck in a 25 year olds body. I probably should leave that last part out but I am also honest and not ashamed. I have a feeling alot of people actually do that.

I am at this point where I can't help but to always think about baby stuff. My mind tends to work itself in one continuous direction when I set myself to accomplishing something great. So here we are getting ready to foster to adopt and what else IS there to do but daydream more things I must get or become ready for in my next adventure in life of motherhood, parenthood and all things baby.

I tend to, leave alot of things out about Jeff for reasons I feel the need to explain. Jeff is a quiet man. He doesn't feel the need to express himself to just everyone. If he wants you to know something, he will tell you. So in that sense I respect the way he feels and don't think its my position to express it for him. I always say...me or I feel, when I catch myself and want to say we or us. But in all reality I would hope you would assume such and that way I can stop feeling bad about not including him when really he feels the same way, without all the woman sarcasim.

So I thought I would (and by I thought, I really mean I because Jeff has no idea what I write on here before I write it, quite frankly I rarely do myself) post pictures of our resent purchase for our future children. Since it's all just guess work on what size or gender they will actually be I kind of like to dable in small baby clothes since its really what we would prefer. I can't help but feel a small guilt about that. Prefering a baby rather than a 2 or 3 year old. I think perhaps a 2 or 3 year old makes me feel more thrown into the mix. Unfamiliar. I know I would handle mothering an older child but I would prefer to be there for a child from the beginning of his or her life.

This is our Eddie Bauer diaper bag. We actually

purchased this last year during IVF. Sewing our

seeds of faith.

This is a bath rob. I am tending to go for all things

jungle. For some reason monkeys were more common at last

nights trip at Wal-Mart.

We have had this outfit as well.

Monkey!

This is the final look of the crib. We bought the Fisher Price Rainforest crib bedding. It appears to be for both boy or girl and is alot brighter in person than the picture shows. I like it and really Jeff mostly was all for it at the store. The blanket has different materials for the animals fur and it's really cute. Plus it really matches the giant leaf hanging above it.