Happy Halloween!

 

Anders smile matches the jack-o-lantern's!

Still no baby brother, even though we had one hell of a cute costume ready for him!

Instead, this cute little elephant dressed up the baby anyway - 

by drawing with aquarelles on Anna's belly.

You Wanna See My Room?

A good friend of ours came over the other evening.  She wanted to put Anders to bed and as Anders was taking her upstairs, he said in an exuberant way, "You wanna see my room? It's boootiful!"  And it is indeed.

We transferred him in early summer to his own room, with a new big bed, in anticipation of the baby coming.  We wanted him settled before the transition to a little brother.  We did this slowly and carefully.  First, we painted the wall blue, then the rest of the room was repainted, and then we moved his new bed and all of his stuff, etc.  His pride and joy over his space is so cool, so fun to witness.  Here is a photo of his favorite space, his bed with his baby quilt, his stuffies.  Soon I'll post a photo of the baby quilt I made for Kuba - it's all done!  

LIbra to Scorpio

I've been watching the zodiac signs changing for a few weeks now as I wait for the baby.  I was certain he would come a bit early and enter this world with a libra sun.  Mainly, because everyone I love so much is born in October.  Nope.  Libra has come and gone, and Scorpio has arrived.  That is okay too, because both Anders and I are double water signs, and it's a good match.

Then I started looking at the moon sign as it changed, the only remaining changing planet in the natal chart.  I hoped he would wait until after the Aries moon, a hard place for the moon to reside.  Then I rooted for a taurus moon, to match Anna's!  Nope.  We are currently in the moon sign of Gemini for one more day.  If the baby doesn't come with this air sign, the moon moves on to cancer.  If that happens, Anders, the baby and I will all have matching moon signs.  Oh, the watery, emotional homey life we will lead!  Stay tuned for the exact natal chart.  

Bedtime Conversation

We were talking about the new baby tonight, Anders and me.

It was a sweet conversation about what life would be like with a little baby brother.

Anders asked, 

"Is he going to have a face?"

I said yes. 

"Is he going to have a body?" 

I said yes.  

"Is he going to have foots like mine?"

Yes, he is.  

Silence.   And then,

"Okay." 

I can't imagine loving another baby as much as I adore this little boy.  Though I am certain I am soon to learn the lesson about the power of love.  As I type this, I can hear Anders over the baby monitor, quietly calling me in his sleepy little voice, "Mema, Mema, Mommy."

And now a little bit later, silence.
All is well in our house.  Anders is asleep, Anna is at a Greg Brown Concert, and I am alone, quiet and grateful.  
Awaiting the soon arrival of our second son, with his face, body and foots.  

Anticipation

 ...is making me wait.  

Pressing Apples

Today we went to Calais, Vermont, to visit my friend and colleague, Emily.  We watched (and helped) them make apple cider.  What an amazing day we had! 

Anders First Story

Last night as I was putting Anders to bed, he asked for just ONE MORE story.  I told him I was all done telling stories and if he wanted another one he could tell one.

He was quiet.

And then, "okay!"

Here is Anders very first story told at age two- and one-half years.   

"Once upon a time there was a beaver.  

It climbed a tree.  

It ate some berries.  

t came down the tree.  

The end."