This little maricle

It's been such a long time since I've written in this little blog of mine but then again I have had a huge learning curve. Can it be true that Logan is already 2 months old? Can it be true that he can smile independently of bodily functions and purely as a reaction to someone interacting with him? Wow.

Yes, It's true. I made a rad happy baby who smiles and laughs and enjoys everyone . Having him up at Balsam Lake for 10 days was a big challenge and an even bigger joy.

Everyone was wonderful and helpful. The best thing was having Sammy meet Logan: this was absolutely priceless. Having them enjoy each others company was even more priceless. Sam at first seemed a bit confused and befuddled by this little lump of baby. But as the week progressed Logan began to eye Sam with those twinkling blue eyes and pretty soon Sam was as infatuated as the rest of us.

To see the child that I 'gave up' for adoption (such a cold term) interact with Logan with such ease and willingness was beyond my comprehension at times. Sam's desire to connect was evident. However, the only person that could have outdone Logan in coolness in Sam's eyes was Nick. Nick will, I fear, forever be the raddest in Sam's eyes. This makes me a bit jealous but very happy at the same time.

Eureka!

Nick had a huge breakthrough on the waterlogged basement issue. Last night in the rainstorm he went outside to get a break from our never ending stream of visitors. In his hiatus from the house he had a discovery, a eureka moment.

The lot behind us is a school that has a huge hill perfect for sledding in winter or rolling down in summer. Nick noticed that that all the watershed from the school drains down this hill and then into a ditch that runs along the bottom of it. This ditch then empties directly into our yard. Wowza. So he called the school district and they are going to come out and fit it.

Me = Crazy

It might just be the hormones or it could be pure exaustion but I have not been feeling totally myself lately. I've not been particurally kind to Nicholas and everything about everything grates on my nerves these days.

The little man

He is here! After weeks and weeks of waiting, Logan Elliot Miescher-Lerner has arrived. Yesterday was a day of wonder and pain, though with just four hours of labor I should not complain. However, to have this little man in my arms I would go back and have 24 hours a labor. I am overwhelmed with complete glee.

Maybe baby?

All day I've felt a bit ill, like I need to vomit but can't. My gut has been making crazy sounds and my whole body feels off.

venturing downstairs

Lately I've been considering venturing downstairs into the basement. Not that I want to- I'm a bit scared of what it will be like. Today I finally did it an it's dry!!! Whoooo-ho.

To write or not to write

I decided a year or two ago that I was going to go back to school and become a teacher. It seemed quite simple a decision at the time but I never really acted on it until this semester was starting. I went ahead and enrolled in a class I would need to get my certificate and figured that taking one class while pregnant would not be too exausting. I was wrong. However, I will have an A in this class if it kills me.