FEBRUARY IS OVER

FEBRUARY IS OVER. CAN I GET A HALLELUJAH?!?! March has never sounded SO good to me. Winter is a test of endurance, and february is almost the last leg. I say almost, because, well, it's not the last leg yet. For that I am sad, but I know the cold is on the downfall and the clouds will soon be parted by the sunshine.

Jane is so impressive with her magnet creations; I am continually genuinely impressed. Right when I think I've seen it all when it comes to magnet creations, she whips out another innovative masterpiece ;)

 cuddling indoors, gearing up to read books together. Mostly what this month has consisted of.

 Jane has been loving primary. Whenever I get a chance, I pop my head in to peek and get to see her singing with all her heart, mind, and soul.

 those little chairs came home with us, and the girls sit in them every chance they get!

 Got to go on a date to our favorite italian restaurant! One of our first times leaving Jane and Lyla with a real babysitter, and Jane sat by the door and screamed for the first hour. So, it could've gone better :)

 The first day nice enough for a long bike ride outside. Whenever jane gets to a hill, she says "AH! My leg muscles are hurting, but I am not going to be a quitter!" and she keeps trucking along.

This sunny day called for some popsicles. Lyla's first and it was quite the event because she was wholly torn by wanting to eat every morsel, but not wanting to hold it because it was "hot!"...which is her way of saying "cold!" We finally wrapped a rag around the cold part and all was right in the world.

And then a few days later, after 5 days straight of rainy cloudy days, the gelato truck was blasting its music down our street so we of course had to get the girls their first gelato of the season. 

I've spent most of this month accepting the fact that MY kids really are going to keep growing. Apparently I am not exempt from this phenomenon. I won't be a young mom forever. I won't have toddlers forever. I have babies, and they slip out of my fingers before I can fully inhale their perfect scent and spirit. I like what they are growing into, but goodness it's a hard pill to swallow. 

I'm so baby hungry too, and trying not to dwell on the fact that i'd be 6 months pregnant right now if I hadn't had a miscarriage. Yesterday while we were outside eating gelato, we saw a very pregnant lady getting some from the truck. We overheard her say "The end of may!" and Jeff just looked at me with a half smile, and a knowing look. He knows my desire, but does not at all identify with it. I'm just trying to treasure this stage with my 2 girls I do have. That doesn't take away the little daydreams I have of watching these two welcome another sibling (or 3...) into their life one day. It's a balance I'm trying to find between enjoying this moment, and knowing in my heart that our family isn't complete.