Sick of it

Just admit it, we all have days where we want to take over our own living room and dance in our undies, like we don’t give a rip. There are days where it would feel really good to karate kick the air and knock over a side table, like a rock star. Sometimes it just feels good to say, ‘Screw it, we’re moving to Jamaica' (or fill in the blank with any irrational urge.)

Lately I’ve been miserably sick. Since I found out I was pregnant (I’m 16 weeks, just about 4 months along) I have lived right on the verge of vomiting. I haven’t felt like myself in weeks.  I've felt trapped in my overrun house, like I can’t go out lest I barf in some stranger’s trash can, side walk, bush . . . (which actually does happen.) Time has been sluggish and life has been a drag.  My husband wants dinner and his clean house back.  My kids have stayed cute and happy but watch too many movies and walk around shirtless, snacking out of big bags of cereal.  I’m fed up with it all. Fed. Up.

This music video is liberating to watch.  It reminds me that if life isn’t going quite
how you’d like, well, have a sense of humor. Maybe even wreak a little havoc back.

Mikhael Paskalev - I
spy from André
Chocron on Vimeo.

Firth baby #3

Here's a pic of the newest, and final, Firth child, coming the beginning of May. The picture is a few months dated but I'm 16 weeks along. We're excited to have the new edition. We already have one brilliant boy, and one charming girl, so we're planning on letting this one surprise us and won't find out the sex 'til baby's birthday.

(p.s. I still haven't broken the news to my clients or boss at work so don't facebook it or announce it to the world, just yet.)

storm

Elsie got a pink umbrella a week before the storm. She prayed every day for rain. Then she got what she asked for, plus some.  Each day of rain for her was a good day, a day to be celebrated (with a pink umbrella.)

Thanks for all you that checked in on us during the storm. Luckily D.C. escaped most of the damage and power outages. The wind was wild and the rain crazy but we had a good time staying home and waiting it out.

Halloween Trick or Treating

Baby Dragon and Iron Man loved Trick-or-Treating.  They would have gone for hours if we didn't stop them.  Liam literally ran from house to house. Elsie, carried around a little purse and after every house would say "Day gave me candy!!" in her happiest 2 year old voice. 

We went with a group of friends and came back to their house for popcorn, candy counting. (Elsie saw this picture and said "Dats my people!")