losing my wisdom

Friday morning, I'm finally getting my wisdom teeth taken out. The only reason I'm not having my usual anxiety attack from the thought of needles and that sterile, creepy hospital smell is that the doctor promised me he'd put me out with gas before the iv and other numbing agents are injected in my mouth. Also, a friend of mine said she's never slept better after her surgery.

At least, this is what I'm telling myself so that I don't start getting an ulcer. I just want to get it over with and finally tell my dentist I did what he's been telling me to do for years. I know this is such a routine, no-big-deal procedure, but once I enter that office, all logic seems to be forgotten. So if you remember, will you please say a little prayer for me Friday morning around 11am?

By the way, why are they called "wisdom" teeth? Especially if no one really needs them?

Unsolicited advice...priceless, I guess

So, I have this beautiful bridesmaid dress that needs lots of alterations before July 8. I spend part of yesterday morning calling as many tailors as I could find, and here is one conversation with a lady named, Nonie:

Nonie: hello?

Me: Hi! My name is Krista and I (blah, blah,.......Any of you who know me well, know I give too much information, so I proceeded to tell her that I plan on losing a few more pounds before I want to alter the dress so it fits really well.)

Nonie: Well, you'll only lose around 5 pounds in the next month and that won't make much difference in alterations. However if you exercise along with watching your diet, it might be a little more noticeable....blah, blah, blah.....(did I accidentally call a personal trainer?)

Me: (not what I'm thinking, but I say) You're right. May I ask what you charge?

Okay, I know what you all are thinking and yes, she is probably right. BUT, if anyone likes a challenge and hates it when someone tells me I can't do something, it's me. AND, she doesn't know I gain and lose weight primarily in my midsection, right? The MOST noticeable area, in my opinion!!

And to make matters worse, she is the most affordable. Darn it.

But...am I going to prove her wrong? What do YOU think?!!?

18 months

Hannah,

I can't believe a year and half has gone by so quickly. Everyone told me it would, but I still find myself sitting here, amazed at where the time went. You are doing so many new things lately, it's hard to keep track of it all. Your vocabulary, walking, and motor skills constantly improve. The stroller is rarely used anymore, you definately prefer walking. In fact, "shoes" is one of your favorite words and objects at the moment. The weather has been so nice, we've been going for walks and anything that looks remotely round, you immediately try to pick up and call it a "ball." "Juice", "more", "stairs", "no", "Daddy", and "Mommy" are just a few of the words you use on a regular basis. You love music and always ask for more. You are starting to sing....in a cute, monotone, kind of way...especially "If you're happy and you know it" and "Itsy Bitsy Spider."

As you can tell by the picture, I am still learning how to do your hair. In my defense, that morning, you decided bananas make great hair gel. You don't have much yet, but you are just now starting to want to wear barettes.

I wish I were better at recording all these milestones, but I'm just glad I get to experience them.



Hmmm....what do I want you to know about this time of your life?

I want you to know that before you came into our lives, I worried about what kind of mom I would be for you, and I suppose I still do, and always will. But lately, I've realized how much you have changed me. My heart has softened and opened up in such a profound way. Not only toward you, but towards others....although, your father at times might feel differently. =)

I find I worry more, but also cherish each moment. I feel like I understand a little more from where my own mother was coming. In fact, I realized this the last time mom came and visited. I love kissing you over and over on your cheeks, and mom did this to me the same way I now do it to you.

I also realize that you may not always appreciate my attachment to you. And in a way, I'm okay with that. I will always love you and be here for you and absolutely nothing will change that. I'm slowly gaining a better understanding of who God is and how He cares for us. My prayer for you is that you experience God's love and forgiveness for yourself. In the meantime, I will continue to enjoy our walks to the park, laugh at your reactions to new experiences, and cherish every moment I have with you.

I love you,
Mom