Celebrating on the move.

Dave and I celebrated our third wedding anniversary yesterday with lots of activity. The painter started removing wallpaper and I met with a landscaper, and a decorator. I also had about half dozen friends stop over to check out the new place. It is four floors (including the basement and attic), so as you can imagine, after all of the tours and talking, my body was aching. We tag teamed Sully in order for each other to make appointments and before we knew it, we were sitting at the dining room table eating take out and talking house plans. Not overly romantic, but at the same time, a pretty great day.

I for see a bit of stress in our future, although I am really happy with the progress so far. Dave and I definitely have different opinions on some of the house priorities, but overall, I think we are doing a good job of trying to stay on the same page. After all, that is very important to both of us, and I think if we can keep plugging away as we are, things will go just fine.

As we crawled into bed last night, exhausted and full from dinner (at 9:30pm), I apologized for not getting him a card. Dave's response was somewhat vague, but I didn't pry as he was snoring within seconds. When I got back into bed at 2am (after my second trip to the bathroom), I felt something under my pillow. I pulled it out and it was a hand written note on his personalized National WWII Museum stationary, the header is: "Mr David Munce, Charter Member." How romantic, he knows just how to make my heart patter ;).

In other news, I had my OB appointment this morning, which went great. I will be 35 weeks on Saturday. My blood pressure was amazing and the baby's heart rate was 144. Pretty consistent with the last few checks. We are good to go for two more weeks.

I hope to post soon on some house progress, stay tuned.

Our first photo at the new house. This was taken after
our closing on September 24th. 

Nowhere to nest.

I have found myself itching to do things, I don't even know what, I just know I can hardly sit still. From work to a full day of weeding to tomato sauce producing and random errands, I have being on the move mastered. I am definitely 'nesting,' but don't really feel like I am in the right place, mentally or emotionally. Our house is still on the market, and I am ready to focus on something else. We are a few days away from closing on the new house, which is so exciting, I can't even stand it. I want to be in, I want to throw a coat of paint on the walls, I want to set up a crib (or two) and settle so we are in a comfortable place before the baby is born. I have been antsy for time to fly by and as soon as we sign those papers next week, I will want it to halt so we can get projects done. What a weird feeling. 

We went over to the new house last week to chat with the current owners. Buying this 91 year old home is almost like having a child (another child??!). It is run on a boiler system which is new to both of us, and has all other sorts of quirks that we need to familiarize ourselves with. I think it was our 5th or 6th stop over to ask various questions in order to make for a pleasant transition. As I walked through the house with most of the furnishings gone, I couldn't help but feel a bit emotional. A family with five children was raised there, all of whom are in their 40-50s, so it has been years since babies and little feet have run the stairs and hallways. I chose the nursery and stood there, imagining our crib and glider in the room, trying to envision the perfect color for the walls. I did the same in Sullivan's new room and in the master bedroom. On Tuesday we will breathe new life into this big gorgeous home that both Dave and I feel privileged to call our own. Yikes, here come those emotions again. I can't wait, I get to nest until my heart is content, and then some. 

Im excited to post before and after pictures as we tackle the various projects we have chosen to complete prebaby. We will then take some time off (with the exception of wall paper removal, which will probably continue to take place over the next several months) and do a larger project in the winter of 2015. Im also excited to post something (hopefully sooner rather than later) about the sale of our favorite little house on 6th Avenue (did I mention we dropped the price this week? Hopefully that will help). 

In the mean time, here are some of the things I have been doing to occupy my time. 

Making tomato sauce. 

Harvesting Grandma Banana's fruits and veggies with Maggie.

Soaking up my Sully time.

Peaches, fresh from the peach tree. 

Sully and Mama

Dave spent the majority of last week in Montana visiting his friend John, which meant Sully and I were on our own. I had a lot of anxiety as to how four days on my own would go considering I'm 32 weeks pregnant, but it actually went great. Im not going to lie, I was in bed by about 9pm every night and my body ached, but we got through.

When Dave brought up his want to go, we both knew his window of time was very narrow, it was pretty much now or in a year from now (considering the upcoming baby, move, and remodel of the new home). So, he went. He had a great time, and lucky for us, he was ready to come home (in my almost four years with Dave, he has never admitted to being ready to come home). Turns out, there are a couple of favorite faces in Sioux Falls, and one of them happens to be pregnant with another favorite face, just one we have not seen yet.

Sully and I kept busy, morning walks with Kenzie, Courtney came over one morning so I could get out, and a get together with a few friends one evening as well. We had our daily stop over to the Oliver's, which was perfect. We packed up after nap time and ate dinner with them each night. Isaac continues to love on Sully every chance he gets, and Anna continues to be a diva :). We picked Dave up from the airport on Friday morning and I put Sully down with the idea he would run to him. He took three steps forward, then turned around and headed right back to me. This was a first, he generally prefers Dave to me. I soaked it all in and then gently encouraged him to go to Dave, which he did. No need to worry, things are back to business as usual around here, and Sully is back to being a daddy's boy.

We are glad to have everyone under the same roof for the next several months. The next item of excitement is the house closing, which will be here in no time. Yay!

Happy Sully

Giggles with Mama.

My sweet baby boy.

Mumford and Sons

One of my favorite friends called me in early February to ask if Dave and I would be interested in meeting them in Troy, OH for a Mumford and Sons concert over Labor Day weekend. After checking dates and schedules, it looked like it would work, so we booked. Little did I know, I would be exactly 31 weeks pregnant! Oh well, it was still a blast. Sullivan stayed home with Courtney, our babysitter and they did great. No issues whatsoever, thank goodness.

We flew out on Friday morning and arrived in time for an afternoon nap before Stacy and Dave arrived. We stayed in Dayton, which is also where Dave (Winters) went to college, so we had our own personal tour guide. Upon their arrival, we went for dinner with them and another Creighton couple who were also in town for the concert. We turned in early and slept like rocks, Dave even slept in until 10am, something completely unheard of for him. The guys dropped us off at the mall for shopping and pedicures while they went to The Air Force Museum.  After shopping, we ate, took naps (again) then made our way to the concert.

The concert was amazing. The town of Troy has a population of 25,000 people and they basically shut most of it down for the concert. The main streets and surrounding areas were roped off and everyone was celebrating. Unfortunately, it did rain a bit, but that didn't scare off any of the 35,000+ fans. We found our way to the bleachers and settled in. I will admit, going to a concert in a completely sober state was a foreign concept to me, but it was great. I had an absolute blast, hopefully we can do something similar when we I can enjoy some of the specialty beers and whatnot ;).

Stacy and Dave dropped us off on their way out of town on Sunday morning after brunch. We were able to catch an early flight and get home to Sully shortly after he woke up from his nap. I wont be leaving him again until I go into labor, which is actually a really good feeling. Dave turned around and went to Montana yesterday for the rest of the week, so once he returns, we will be put until baby number 2 is here.

It was great to spend time with Stacy and Dave. Dave and Dave have a lot of similar interests and share a lot of common knowledge, so they are good entertainment for each other. Stacy and I have been friends forever and are good about keeping in regular contact. We have no problems picking up where we left off, which is great. Looking forward to the next rendezvous!

Group photo, pre concert.

Here comes the rain, and a really flattering
poncho at 31 weeks pregnant. 

Suzie and Stacy

Dave and I at the concert.