She’s making her big debut next week.
I probably need something with her name on it, right?
No, we still don’t know yet what her name is. IT’S A LOT OF PRESSURE to name someone for the rest of their life…
Grateful for:
- Summer camp and who it shaped me to be. My heart breaks for Camp Mystic, Kerr County, and all of the lives lost in the tragic flash flooding last weekend. Grateful Texans rally around their neighbors, and for the insane faith the families have kept throughout the search and subsequent recoveries—completely inspiring.
- Four Beer Olympiads and an Idaho Springs trip later, we spent the rainy weekend in Austin this 4th of July. It was fun and mellow.
- The sheer number of people texting support and love for the upcoming birth of the baby is humbling. SO grateful for the community around me.
- Grateful for the village of women I can shoot random questions to at any moment.
- The support of my mama.
- Tanner Usrey’s new album. Still convinced there’s nothing that will ever musically top him sending his band off stage at Belly Up in Aspen, and sitting down to strum his guitar and sing to us for thirty minutes. Absolutely incredible. New album here: Tanner Usrey’s “These Days”.
- Bob. His life is about to change, and he ran his paws off in what I am sure was an unconscious effort to retain his position as the baby of the family. He will always be my baby boy.
- Lunch a la dada.
- The neighbros, for kid stop bys and house favors and phone calls that feel funny because we’re next door, all of it just adding up to the support of my amazing family.
- Grateful for this time of rest, of peace and ease in the midst of great uncertainty, to prepare me for the absolute chaos we are headed into next week. I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.
Lastly, of course, I am grateful for my Handsome Helpful Humanitarian Warrior Husband and the belly laughs he gives me daily. He also gives me belly aches. But there’s no one in this world I’d rather be on this journey with than that silly, supportive, steady stud.
