Blabbering my way into spring

There is something special about south facing windows.

The morning sun is cheerful, intoxicating and invigorating. I cannot get enough. Kaitlyn is like I was when I was little and runs to sit in the warm patch of glowing light on the floor. She will drag toys and crafts to the slow moving sunny square and spend an hour or so basking and soaking.

Ethan is drawn to it as well although he usually gets annoyed after a few minutes and makes long squinty eyes and crinkles his nose before covering his face with his little hands and screeching.

Whew, take a breath. I know that should have been shorter and I am sure I could edit it but I really want to get  this out so I can go watch Dave fly his model helicopter around the room.

So unedited this post shall be.

It really is pricelessly funny to watch him chase the remote controlled helicopter all over the place. It seems to have a mind of it's own and often hits lights or gets tangled in the string for the blinds.The best part is watching Dave freak out and slam buttons wildly in an effort to get it under control.

Hmm, now I am wondering where this post was supposed to go. I really had nothing on my mind post wise that has to do with these photos.

Rather I have baby on the brain and art projects galore. 

I must really post all that later but I cannot sort it out clearly enough to get it out right now.

Instead here is one of the places my art goes.

This is the store where my art went after the show at the coffee shop ended.

They have been so kind and I cannot be thankful enough to them for displaying my art over the last year...or is it two now, I cannot remember. Yikes.  They really awesome there anyway!

I try to come up with pieces that compliment what they have on the floor and sometimes I fall in love with accessories or furniture there.

Like this orange sofa/chaise lounger/sectional. You can split it up how you like. I am not sure where it will go yet since we already have an orange shag carpet and next to that it might be a little much but I do see lots of giggles and stories and snuggles happening on it.

It also might fall out of style quickly but I really don't care.  It looks very slip coverable if we get sick of the color some day. Dave also doesn't think it is the most comfortable couch ever but the stretch out on it potential is huge!

And here is tiny glimpse at the second batch of three huge paintings (in progress last week) for a client in Texas. Which reminds me that I need to get a lot of stuff uploaded onto the art blog.

And now for a scary peek at our house. This is the real deal and why no one (except for my little sister) is allowed over right now.

We seem to find ways to go on living despite the mess and crazy overtake of bins from the basement.

Now for a few excuses as to why it looks this way.

- We have to move the furniture all out of the way when I work on large paintings so I can have  the floor space. (Dear studio, you cannot come soon enough!)

- I am tired and too busy to clean.

- the basement reno has forced everything upstairs.

- I slack in the house department when I am busy with orders.

Really I have no excuse. I am just this disorganized right now. Not only in the house but also in thoughts. I have been a terrible friend this winter. To real life friends, online friends and my imaginary ones in my head. Pregnancy is tough on me. I try really hard to enjoy it but I would rather cry. It hurts so bad. Sometimes the pain is so great I could throw up. My body aches and throbs endlessly. I am just not one of those happy glowy prego's, though I really wish I was.

If I could just get pregnant, feel a few kicks and pop the baby out all in less than a week I would be ecstatic!

Instant baby! What a dream.

However I feel terrible admitting this. I know the longing and ache for a baby. After the loss of our first baby the pain of wanting a child was ripping my heart apart.

The waiting to get pregnant process as we tried and tried was horrible.

But then the joy of the next pregnancy was amazing! It got me through the pain. 

In truth I feel like I should never utter a word of complaint since I have a friend who had 11 miscarriages before being able to carry one baby to full term.

I am ashamed that I do not enjoy being pregnant when it is something that I of course wanted and it is such a miracle.

When I look at the kids I am overwhelmed with gratefulness and love, every pain and ache is sooooo worth it but it doesn't keep me from wanting to cry and scream daily as I go through a pregnancy.

I am shutting up now, I said way more than I meant to but it just kinda spilled out.

Back to the house......sheesh!!

 I was talking about moving furniture and mess and stuff, so....

The nice thing is that the space created by the furniture being moved can also double as a dance floor to welcome spring.

And with out any more blabber, here is a little spring time dance. You might need to turn your computer volume way up to hear what they are dancing to (Dan Zanes).  

Happy spring!

Lots of belly pic next post....Dave took some tonight!