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Monday, December 27, 2010

{A Cozy Christmas}

Blake's choir singing for Grandma at Canterbury
A well deserved nap!
She's taking a hint from nana...
Our colorful fire
A midnight snack
A family tradition

Papa watching the Wings

Merry Christmas ...
 from some very cute little reindeer!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

2 Little Lines

I have been composing this post for a few weeks now.  Mark and I have been keeping a secret from you.  In some ways it feels sneaky and fun, knowing that once we share, you can't "unshare" it.  On the other hand, I don't think I've ever lied so much in my life, and I am looking forward to finally coming clean.  Early morning a few weeks ago, I stumbled to the bathroom and quietly unwrapped the test.  While everyone slept deeply, I stared at it.  Blinking the sleep away, I decided to walk away and come back to make sure it was real. 

Two Lines.

Over the next few hours and days my mind started running through all the enormous things those tiny lines represented. 

It means there will be another place setting at our table. 

It means our house will be filled with laughter and noise for years to come.

It means C-man will not be the baby, and my niece will have a cousin to play with. 

It means God has granted me the longtime wish of the full family my Grandma was blessed with. 

It means we will have one child beginning middle school, one 4th grader, one kindergartner, and one infant. 

It means this will be my last ticket on this roller coaster ride called "pregnancy" and I promise to embrace every moment, every kick, accordingly.  Feel free to remind me of this.

And Mark would tell you that it means I finally got my way.  (He would also tell you that this is not anything new) I love even numbers, and have talked about 4 kids since the day I started dreaming of my family.  However, as the thunderous gallop of the baby's heartbeat echoed through the dark ultrasound room, a whoosh of laughter and surprise came from that calm cool fellow, who insisted for years that if God wanted us to have 4 kids, He would allow it. 
 I realize that some of you may think we are absolutely nuts, and some days I would probably agree with you.  But I can hardly wait for July 2011 to round out "Team Peterson" at a solid 6 members.