~ Overwhelming sadness for the victims of Hurricane Katrina
I have found myself sobbing so many times over the devastation from hurricane Katrina. The images on television were so heart wrenching and the slow response from our government just compounded the suffering. It's just so sad and I've felt so down this week.
I also find myself feeling guilty when I tuck my girls in their warm beds, when they're eating a meal or drinking milk. It's been hard watching people suffer, especially seeing the images of babies and young children. I went to the Salvation Army today and made a donation. I'd like to do something together with Maddie and Ally so they understand why it's important to volunteer or contribute to a charity. Ally won't get it and she'll probably be upset if she thinks she's giving something that's hers away, but Maddie is incredibly empathetic at just four. She has a huge, soft heart and I know she'll want to help. It would be good for both of us to do something to positive for the people affected.
Oh, I just remembered that I owe you an update on the name situation. I talked to my niece and nephew about our thoughts on the name Jack and they are both fine with it. I think they appreciated that we talked to them about it. She said she probably would have come to that conclusion too if Ally had been a boy and we had named him Jack first, before they had their little Jack. She had an alternate name as well, but like us, preferred the name Jack. It might be a little confusing but I'm sure we'll manage ok. Who knows where we'll be living a year from now (no, I'm still not talking about a move yet) so to not name him our favorite boy's name for the sake of avoiding a little confusion a dozen times a year seems so silly to me. It took me a long time to come to this conclusion. lol!! There's that indecision again!!
I'm starting to outgrow some of my clothes. Some tops are too small already. I don't think I outgrew clothes until my 8th month with the girls. I'm definitely bigger this time around. I'm having huge issues keeping my pants up too!! lol!! I guess maybe I need to move from under the belly pants to the lovely full-panel style pants. I was at the grocery store last week, wearing a pair of under the belly Capri's and I bent down to get some milk and OJ from under the cart. I suspect the woman behind me got a lovely plumber's smile from me. I am constantly hiking them up. I've got some full-panel jeans from my last pregnancy that I can wear and I should probably go dig them out. It's time. I really don't want to buy more maternity clothes at this point. I'm going to be getting rid of them just as soon as I can! We've got a wedding to go to in a few weeks and fortunately, I've got a really cute black dress from my pregnancy with Maddie. Notice I didn't say little black dress? Nothing in my closet is little at this point. lol! It has a scooped neck, empire waist, inverted pleats and a little faux belt thing in the back. It's has long bell sleeves and it's really flattering. Well, as flattering as a tent-of-a-dress can be. It hits just above the knee and I think I'm going to wear it with black tights (gotta hide those lovely veins) and some kicky tall black boots. I just can't see spending money on a dress that I can guarantee will only get worn once when I've got a perfectly acceptable dress hanging in my closet.
We've had a lot of company lately. You know my mom was here a few weeks ago, and then Tom's sister and her husband came for the weekend this past weekend and now my dad and his wife are coming this next week for four days. I really love to entertain, but man I'm running out of steam. We had all of the little cousins over last weekend while Tom's sister was here and I tell ya, the energy to feed and entertain eight adults and seven little people five and under just wore me out. Maybe I wouldn't be moaning about this exhaustion if I had had these babies ten years ago. The thought has occurred to me.... I don't know if it would make a difference or not. Seems to me that when you get to a certain point in your pregnancy, age aside, you just get tired and uncomfortable. There's always someone out there that's the exception and I personally know a handful of them, but the vast majority of us are just miserable in the end. And since misery loves company, don't mind me if I just continue to think that way. There's a tiny problem with my logic though, I'm not anywhere close to "The End." I've still got 14 weeks to go. Ok, I'm going to take a big deep breath, realize that I have a lot to be grateful for and just try and dote on those two little beauties I have, and maybe Tom too.