seasons

Summer is officially over. The under-ripened tomatoes still hang on the vine and shiver with every gust of cool Autumn air. The jackets have been brought out and the swimsuits and shorts are put away. We tried on a couple of hats yesterday and realized that Eddie's head has undoubtedly grown and it is time to make some seasonal purchases. I finally posted some summer photos in the side panel/slideshow panel of the blog, and I feel sort of sad as they whisk by; fleeting moments of our last summer as just the three of us (well, and Marty, of course makes four). This is perhaps the most sadness I feel when I think about the arrival of two more...that our special little family is going to change so dramatically and that the life that Eddie is so comfortable with is going to be forever altered. Despite how tired and nauseous I feel now, my goal is to really savor these next six months with my little boy...to savor this Fall and Winter like never before: carve pumpkins, pick apples, bake cookies, build snowmen, throw snowballs, chase bunnies that live under our deck and just surrender to his every wild, boyish desire. Because come Spring, more than just the seasons will change.