Monthly Archives: August 2013

“Room, Rooms!” and a Daddy Day!


It’s that time of year again! Every summer my husband prepares for his annual visit to a local Corvette show that just happens to be one of the biggest ones in the country! If you remember my blog post from last year about Corvettes, you know that a love of Corvettes is something that I married in to. Much like families are known to be “beach people” or “snow bunnies”, we are a family of “Corvette people.”


My husband and daughter spent some time Wednesday preparing our Corvette for the journey to the show this weekend. It was sweet to see my husband and daughter working together (although Rachel spent more time playing with the bubbles than actually washing the car) to get the car as shiny and sparkly as it could be. As with most things related to Corvettes and the car show, I can’t help but think of my father-in-law during this time of year. I know he was smiling down on us as Tim and Rachel washed the car together, much like Tim and his father used to spend days preparing their cars for the Corvette show together. I’m sure he would love to see that tradition be passed down and carried on between the two of them. To hear Rachel run over to the Corvette every day and say “room, room Daddy!” would just melt his heart. What can I say? It’s in the genes and she is her Daddy’s girl…

Don't worry safety husband was given strict instructions to only put the top down just before he turned onto our street! Rachel LOVED it!

Don’t worry safety friends…my husband was given strict instructions to only put the top down just before he turned onto our street! Rachel LOVED it!

My husband and daughter spent an entire day together at the Corvette show while I stayed home and continued to prepare and rest for Baby #2, who will be joining us any day now. I have to admit, I was pretty surprised when my husband suggested he wanted to take Rachel somewhere for an entire day by himself. With Rachel expressing her independence more frequently these days (as most toddlers do at this stage), outings can sometimes be hit-or-miss experiences. A wonderful time was had by all, and I was left wondering why I was even surprised by my husband’s insistence that they go together. Could it really have happened any other way? Not in this family…

I hope everyone has a great weekend!

Love is Patient, Love is Kind…


This guy deserves a medal!


I have been so emotional lately dealing with all of the stress that a pregnancy can bring. Admittedly, I have taken  out my stress on the people who mean the most to me.  Few people have escaped my wrath in the past week, and if you were one of them, consider yourself lucky! My husband was not one of the lucky ones…

At the drop of a hat, I would find myself full of rage over nothing (like not having cheese cubes to snack on…seriously?!!) and then curled up in a ball crying over the same thing thirty seconds later.  It has definitely been a wild week full of unexpected outbursts that left me feeling frustrated and confused.  I didn’t experience any of that during my pregnancy with Rachel, and have been reminded once again that every pregnancy is different.  Unfortunately, many times this week I found myself taking my anger and frustration out on my husband, Tim.

My two sweeties

My two sweeties

Fortunately for me, my husband took all of my extreme mood swings in stride and never once made me feel like a lunatic or that I was going crazy.  He tried to calm me down when he could and let me cry it out when he knew he couldn’t.  And still, every night, he would kiss me good night and tell me that he loved me.

Rachel and Daddy

Rachel and Daddy

This man that I love so much– who cares for our daughter in ways that I can not even express adequately in words, who loves me unconditionally even when I feel that I do not deserve it, and who expresses his love in such gentle and thoughtful ways- is the best friend that I have ever had, and one of the most kindhearted individuals I have ever met.  Did you know that I can count on one hand how many times I have put gas in my car since we have been married? Or that he gets up early with Rachel every Saturday so that I can sleep in? Or that he would prefer to buy me diamonds for special occasions than buying random flower bunches throughout the year as a sign of his love? (Of course, I tell him he can feel free to get both! 😉 ) He has saved every card I have ever given him and has a box of things that chronicle our relationship from it’s very beginning.  He is strong, he is caring, he is intelligent, he is compassionate, he is my husband…and he is amazing. He loves basketball, has a passion for Corvettes, pushes himself as a runner, a golfer and a snowboarder,  and most importantly, he puts his family first, always.

Taking Rachel on her fist ride on a Merry Go Round

Taking Rachel on her fist ride on a Merry Go Round

My husband is a gift from God to me, and he is always reminding me through his actions of what it means to love someone unconditionally.  When I yelled at him this week over something ridiculous and petty, that wasn’t even his fault, he had the strength (that I probably would not have had) to not lash out back at me.  Just another reminder of the strong and compassionate person that I married and that I am truly blessed to have him by my side.


Each day, without failing, when Tim returns home from work, Rachel runs to give him a hug, throwing herself in his arms, chanting “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” and my heart melts a little bit more at their pure and complete love for each other.  What a blessing this man is to our family! Rachel thinks her Daddy hung the moon…and I might just have to agree with her!