From Marcey:
Today was, in a word, gorgeous. It began with a trip to the greenhouse for mulch and flower box annuals, and ended with a grill and a Sox/Yankees game to remember. It also involved sunblock, talking with neighbors, and opening the windows.
It's this time of year when everything begins to feel heightened for me - the launching of end of school events, report cards, and of course spring blossoms and buds. This year it feels especially technocolor and vibrant.
The baby is kicking all the time now, especially to music!
I have photos to post of Eliza in the garden, being green-thumb-y and fabulous, but I left my notes on how to download them at school. So, for now, envision my wife in her sandals, smudged with good, rich dirt from head to toe, especially on her nose, which really just adds to the charm. Imagine bleeding hearts dripping from her multi-colored shade garden, freshly mulched with heavily scented cedar chips. And imagine us, mamas-in-waiting, marvelling at how lucky we are to have a free day in the garden with the sun on our shoulders and a little bean playing between us.
I was just admiring Eliza's newfound sense of sermon when I realized that the author is actually Marcey! Very poetic, Momma Bean!! :)
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This post made me tear up... I love you both so much and you're going through what Mike and I will never experience, but *would* have experienced, had we had a child together. This is love, ladies -- remember it! Cherish it!
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