Josh Ritter - Folk Bloodbath

I want to know your past and I want to be your future.

Rick and I attended class this weekend. I am so happy that I found someone who I enjoy so much.

Having a lazy cuddle up susan day today. I'm imagining little man growing so much and getting ready to meet us. I'm so thrilled for my parents to come home.

Praying for my friends baby. That he will be just fine when he comes to meet us anytime now and that my friend is strong.

falling slowly

beautiful rainy friday

Atlantic City - The Band

Turn it up. You'll be happy you did.

31-32 weeks

 

Hi baby B! I am carrying you so low. I'm almost 32 weeks now. They say you're measuring a week ahead. Daddy talks to you B. I wonder if you know our voices? I am so hungry now. I am craving apple sauce and diet cherry coke. I find myself forgetting what I'm doing and becoming preoccupied with food! I have gained twenty pounds and have eight weeeks until 40! You move all the time now B. I have been putting music on my belly thinking you can hear it. Mumford and Sons new cd has been my favorite. You do belly waves when the music is on. Daddy has taken to calling you Gary- which I will save you from actually being named. We have a list and will decide when we meet you. All your grandparents are biting at the bit to meet you too! Not to mention your aunts, unlces, and cousins. They say you have hair which we are so excited to see.

Keep growing and we can't wait to meet you.

 

 

same love

i hope i can raise a child that sees this.
that isn't a biggot.
that isn't a racist.
and that sees love.
that love- where found- no matter what gender or race- is beautiful and should be embraced.

it's something that Obama has right.
that marriage is above all about love and all should have that right.
one specific definition of love and marriage shouldn't infringe on the rights of others.
it's all the same love.

going on 32 weeks. waiting to meet a love of my life. praying for him. hoping for him.

Marc Cohn - The Things We've Handed Down (Special)

This song makes me ache, makes me cry, and makes me dream.


Don't know much about you
Don't know who you are
We've been doing fine without you
But we could only go so far

Don't know why you chose us
Were you watching from above
is there someone there that knows us
Said we'd give you all our love

Will you laugh just like your mother
Will you sigh like your old man
Will some things skip a generation
Like I've heard they often can

Are you a poet or a dancer
A devil or a clown
Or a strange new combination of
The things we've handed down

I wonder who you'll look like
Will your hair fall down and curl
Will you be a mama's boy
Or daddy's little girl

Will you be a sad reminder
Of what's been lost along the way
Maybe you can help me find her
In the things you do and say

And these things that we have given you
They are not so easily found
But you can thank us later
For the things we've handed down

You may not always be so grateful
For the way that you were made
Some feature of your father's
That you'd gladly sell or trade

And one day you may look at us
And say that you were cursed
But over time that line has been
Extremely well rehearsed

By our fathers, and their fathers
In some old and distant town
From places no one here remembers
Come the things we've handed down