So, I'm offiically a bad blogger and I haven't even been doing it that long! This post is really long in the tooth, but I was waiting on getting some pics from my friend Shari. Travis and I got to keep Gabby overnight the weekend before last and gave Emily some (much needed, I'm sure) time to herself. So Travis and I decided to take her with us to our annual young adult pool party. (Although I'm not sure we qualify as "young adults" anymore...almost everyone is over 30 and has children except for us....so it was nice not to be the only childless couple for the evening!) Ironically, we forgot our camera (you'd think the professional photographer would always be ready, but we must have been distracted by all the baby stuff we were now toting :)
We don't have any pictures of us swimming, but here's some of us swinging post-pool.
And some kisses for Auntie Sarah
After the pool party, we decided to head home and play with Gabby for a little while longer before bedtime. She was a real trooper; she wasn't fussy and went down very easy in her pack & play. I did, however, make a discovery about myself over that weekend. I am a very, very, VERY deep sleeper. I rarely wake for anything in the night (Travis actually says I sleep like the dead...I don't move much and make very little noise.) So I have always wondered if I would be able to hear my babies/kids when the time finally came. I worried that I would make a horrible mother, never waking for crying children. Well, I found out I was wrong. I heard absolutley every noise she made that evening; I don't think either of us slept for more than a couple of hours. So, in a strange way, I'm comforted in knowing that God didn't make me defunct. It's actually a lot like grace...He gives us exactly what we need, always in the right amount, but never before we need it. I'm sure when we finally do bring our daughter home I will discover much more about myself. For now, this small discovery will suffice.