Gia is so much fun these days!! She is smiling at us more and even squealing! Its so cute! She's also learned to incorporate that squeal into her cries, which are not so cute. :) This week, she held a toy in her hand all by herself for the first time!! She is putting everything in her mouth and drooling all over the place. We are still getting settled into our new place, but hope to have Gia in her crib, in her own room by her 3 month birthday on August 5th. Yikes- I'm not too thrilled about that, but I think we will all sleep better once that happens. :)
I’ve been reading Shauna Niequist’s book “Bittersweet.” She has a chapter in there that talks about things she does and does not do. The idea is that we can’t be perfect at everything, or even exert the energy to try at everything. By giving yourself the freedom to say you don’t do a certain something, you are freeing yourself up to be really good at the things you do do. So here is my list of things I do and don’t do as of this season in my life.
Things I Do:
First and Foremost, I seek to make Christ the center of everything in my life-- in my heart, in my home and in my relationships. I spend time in prayer, study and fellowship. I am devoted to my church community, spending time with other believers in weekly worship and service.
I strive to make my marriage the best that it can be. I work hard at being a good wife to Sean, putting him before all other earthly relationships in my life. Listening to him. Anticipating his needs and meeting them. Praying for and with him. Providing a comforting, inviting home for him to walk into every evening.
In partnership with my husband, I provide care and love for our daughter. The better part of my days are devoted to her-- feeding her, playing with her, talking to her, nurturing her. I want what I feel is best for my daughter, not what someone else thinks I “should” do that is best for her. We choose to cloth diaper because we have the resources (handed-down from my sister), the time (stay at home mom, yay!) and the desire to do so. We do not do it because we feel pressured into it, or like we are bad parents if we use a disposable every now and then because its more convenient. I’ve committed to breastfeeding Gia for as long as I can, hopefully at least a year. I am doing this because I feel like it is the best for her development, and for our bonding relationship. I don’t pass judgment on anyone who chooses not to do this. Its just a personal preference for my daughter. When the time comes, I may or may not choose to make our own baby food. Again, not because I feel like I have to, or I do it to be a “super mom” in the eyes of others, but just because I kinda think I might enjoy it. These things I do because I feel they are best for my baby.
I enjoy a clean living space. Many women put “keeping a clean house” on their list of things they don’t do, which is fine for them. But for me personally, I feel better, am more productive and generally in a better mood if there is some order of cleanliness about my home. This doesn’t mean it will be spotless all the time, and you shouldn’t expect to eat off my floors if you stop by for a mid-week visit. But I do try to pick up something every day. However, just because I appreciate a clean home doesn’t mean all my friends do. So please don’t feel judged if I come to your house and its not so clean. And I know that Gia is still little, so its probably easier to keep things picked up right now that she can’t quite pull toys out as I am putting them away. :)
I like to make things and I do crafty stuff. Not nearly as much as I would like, but when I find the time and I have the resources available, I like to make things. It may be a handmade thank-you card for a friend, a hairbow for Gia, or a scrapbook page. Whatever it is, I do it because I enjoy it. Not because I feel like I need to be in competition with anyone else to be Crafty Mom of the Block. So if you do happen to get a handmade card or a dozen cookies from me, please know it is because I love you and I genuinely enjoy doing those things. Don’t feel less than or like you have to return the favor. I know not everyone does those things, and that’s ok.
Finally, there are the other things I do that go in the “boring-but-someone’s-got-to-do-it” category: grocery shopping, budgeting, bill paying, cooking, etc. I don’t really enjoy any of those things, but they are things I do because, well, someone has to.
Things I Don’t Do:
I don’t blow dry my hair every day or dress up just because I am leaving my house. Don’t tell anyone, but I don’t always take a shower every day. I try to look nice for my husband and take care of myself, but I don’t get all gussied up just to go to Wal-Mart.
I don’t like being surrounded by people 24/7. Some of my friends are serious extroverts and want to be with other people all the time. That’s just not me. Don’t get me wrong-- I love being with friends and definitely need that community. But some Saturdays, I would rather just watch a movie at home with some Chinese take out. So I don’t pressure myself into being a social butterfly because that is just not who I am.
I don’t waste time on drama. Believe it or not, the drama doesn’t end when you graduate High School. There is still plenty to be found in Adulthood, too. However, I’m over it. I don't look for it and try my best to stay out of any that comes my way.
I am not a perfect decorator. Despite the fact that I enjoy a clean house, I am not a design expert or interior decorator. And I am learning to be ok with that. I would love for my home to look like a page out of Pottery Barn, but that is neither in my budget nor my expertise. I have shelves full of knick knacks from our travel and frames filled with people I love, and that’s good enough for me.
I don’t have a green thumb. I wish I did, but I don’t so I am learning to be ok with that. Its now on the list of my “Dont’s” so I no longer need to feel pressure to be good at it, right? I can’t keep a plant alive longer than a week. But, if I get an itch to plant something, I will probably do it anyway... I just won’t feel like a failure when it dies.
So there is my list of things I do and don’t do for this season. I am sure it will change, as everything in life does, and I reserve the freedom to add to either list as I see fit. But it really is freeing to know I don’t have to do everything perfectly. So what is on your do and don’t list?
Our baby is 10 weeks old this week! And as she was turning a mere 10 weeks, I turned 1,566 weeks old. Yes, that is one thousand five hundred and sixty six weeks old. Also known as the big 3-0. Sean got home from MOVE conference on my birthday, then we went to Joe's Crab Shack and got a cookie cake! Yum! This was also a big week because we moved into our new home near Indy! Sean starts work on Sunday and we cannot wait! We've already received so much love from this church and we haven't even started yet!!
I'm always amazed at how quickly things change. Maybe this is because most of my life, I have resisted change. You know how when you don't like something, it seems to pop up everywhere around you? That's been the story of my life this past year.
Last year on my birthday, for my 29th, Sean and I went to San Francisco for the weekend. A lot of things were different then...
It was quite the extravagant birthday present... front row seats to Wicked, a boutique hotel in the heart of Union Square, and the usual amazing sight seeing that SF has to offer.
It was just the two of us...
We owned our own house...
We both had great paying jobs...
We felt rooted in California...
This year, a lot of things have changed.
We're now a family of THREE...
We're living in my in-law's basement...
We're both unemployed...
We're in a transition from one part of the country to another.
On the surface, last year seems like it should have been great. Things were working, going smoothly, life was easy. And this year, despite the greatest blessing of Gia, things may appear to be difficult. But as Sean and I were talking over dinner tonite (at Joe's-- where else would I go for my birthday dinner??), I could honestly say that this was the best year ever. Tears filled my eyes as they were dancing the Macarena at my table because my heart was simply overflowing with joy. I had all I will ever need right there at the table with me... my husband and my baby. (And crab legs. Lots of crab legs. And cookie cake waiting at home. But those are beside the point.) Life is about so much more than being "settled" or feeling "secure." Its about more than taking great trips and getting expensive presents.
As I am personally entering a new decade of my life, our family is entering a new chapter as well. One that we know will come with new challenges: budgeting, staying closer to home, new people. But it is one that we are jumping with anticipation to begin, because we know that this is what God has been preparing us for all along.
For my birthday this year, Sean got me a book called "Bittersweet" by Shauna Niequest. I've only read the first chapter, but our stories are pretty similar: get pregnant, lost a job, moved, painful experience at a church she loved, etc. Like I said, I could have written the background to her first chapter with what we've experienced this past year. But she talks about change.... how the central message of the Gospel is death and rebirth. When life is going great, Christians tend to overlook that... but when you've really been through the ringer of life, you come to realize that the message of Christ, the heart of God is truly about death and rebirth. And neither of those things can take place without change. There's so much more that she wrote about this, but I would just butcher her eloquent thoughts. What I took from it though, is that if we are to really grow from our seasons of change, we must train our hearts and our spirit to look for signs of rebirth. A hint of spring's green through winter's snow. A bud on a barren branch. Signs that new life is just around the corner.
So that's where I am now... looking for the signs of new life. I feel like we've rounded the corner of a season of loss: the loss of Whitney, our jobs, our home, our friends, our way of life; and are seeing the obvious signs of spring: a new life in Gia, new church family, new job, new home, new way of life. But when the dark times come again--which I know they will-- it is my prayer that I will be quicker to anticipate and pray for the coming of new life than I have been before.
Last year on my birthday, for my 29th, Sean and I went to San Francisco for the weekend. A lot of things were different then...
It was quite the extravagant birthday present... front row seats to Wicked, a boutique hotel in the heart of Union Square, and the usual amazing sight seeing that SF has to offer.
It was just the two of us...
We owned our own house...
We both had great paying jobs...
We felt rooted in California...
This year, a lot of things have changed.
We're now a family of THREE...
We're living in my in-law's basement...
We're both unemployed...
We're in a transition from one part of the country to another.
On the surface, last year seems like it should have been great. Things were working, going smoothly, life was easy. And this year, despite the greatest blessing of Gia, things may appear to be difficult. But as Sean and I were talking over dinner tonite (at Joe's-- where else would I go for my birthday dinner??), I could honestly say that this was the best year ever. Tears filled my eyes as they were dancing the Macarena at my table because my heart was simply overflowing with joy. I had all I will ever need right there at the table with me... my husband and my baby. (And crab legs. Lots of crab legs. And cookie cake waiting at home. But those are beside the point.) Life is about so much more than being "settled" or feeling "secure." Its about more than taking great trips and getting expensive presents.
As I am personally entering a new decade of my life, our family is entering a new chapter as well. One that we know will come with new challenges: budgeting, staying closer to home, new people. But it is one that we are jumping with anticipation to begin, because we know that this is what God has been preparing us for all along.
For my birthday this year, Sean got me a book called "Bittersweet" by Shauna Niequest. I've only read the first chapter, but our stories are pretty similar: get pregnant, lost a job, moved, painful experience at a church she loved, etc. Like I said, I could have written the background to her first chapter with what we've experienced this past year. But she talks about change.... how the central message of the Gospel is death and rebirth. When life is going great, Christians tend to overlook that... but when you've really been through the ringer of life, you come to realize that the message of Christ, the heart of God is truly about death and rebirth. And neither of those things can take place without change. There's so much more that she wrote about this, but I would just butcher her eloquent thoughts. What I took from it though, is that if we are to really grow from our seasons of change, we must train our hearts and our spirit to look for signs of rebirth. A hint of spring's green through winter's snow. A bud on a barren branch. Signs that new life is just around the corner.
So that's where I am now... looking for the signs of new life. I feel like we've rounded the corner of a season of loss: the loss of Whitney, our jobs, our home, our friends, our way of life; and are seeing the obvious signs of spring: a new life in Gia, new church family, new job, new home, new way of life. But when the dark times come again--which I know they will-- it is my prayer that I will be quicker to anticipate and pray for the coming of new life than I have been before.
Monday was the 4th of July, so we thought we'd get a little patriotic with this week's picture. Gia was in her first parade at Gram & Pop Pop's house for the 4th. It was led by a big fire engine! She did great, and didn't even cry or get scared at the loud sirens! Happy 9 week birthday baby!
Click to see the cuteness closer. :)
Gianna had her 2 month check up today and she is doing great! She now weighs 10 pounds and 13 ounces, and is 23 inches long! She's a tall baby... in the 75th percentile for height and 50th percentile for weight! After smiling at the nurse who weighed and measured her, Gia decided to show Dr. Gary how good her lungs are by screaming for about 10 or 15 minutes. Dr. Gary said we definitely have our hands full with a strong-willed child! It was good to talk to him about how to regulate her sleeping schedule and naps. Since we are moving soon, I don't think we'll try to get on the schedule yet, but once we are in our new place, we will definitely be choosing to fight the battle of an earlier bedtime. As it is right now, Gia does NOT want to be in her crib until 11 pm or later! Momma needs an earlier bedtime! Everything else looks great with Gia, too. We are just so blessed and insanely in love with her. Sometimes, when she naps during the day, I just want to wake her up to play with her because I miss her! (Don't worry- I resist the urge. How many times have I heard, "Don't wake a sleeping baby!") We've decided to delay Gia's vaccination schedule and Dr. Gary was on board with this, and gave me some things to think about. I wish we could stay with him after we move... but a 2 hour drive is a little much unfortunately. I am praying we will find a pediatrician for Gia that we respect and trust as much as him.
We are going to miss living with our family, too though. Gia loves her PopPop and Gram. Last night they took Gia on a walk with Aunt Audrey, and I think she really liked it! Gia is also finding her hands right now. It is so amazing to see her discover that new thing... the awe and wonder that comes across her face as she studies the foreign appendages is simply amazing. Like nothing I have ever seen before. I can't wait for a lifetime of rediscovering this world through her eyes!!!
I've been wanting to write this for a while, but just haven't had time. Its amazing how fast my days go by when I am staring at my little girl nearly every waking hour. :)
I couldn't believe that I had actually made it to 40 weeks. At 37 weeks, my doctor predicted I would have Gia a little bit early, if not in the next few days. So for 3 weeks, I was hoping that each day would be THE day... but it never was. I had virtually no signs of impending labor, and as much as I tried all the old wives tales to induce labor, none of them worked.
So we went to my 40 week appointment on May 5th-- my actual due date. The doctor had told us the week before that if I made it to 40 weeks they would do a non-stress test and check the fluid levels. Sean and I had stopped by McDonald's for some breakfast on the way. I think it was the best sausage biscuit with egg that I have ever had. When we were called back, we were whisked into an ultrasound room. I was really shaken up by this. I had expected that they would do the NST first. I have a love/hate relationship with ultrasounds. I love them because they are such an amazing window into the untouched world of my little one, but I also have a bad history with ultrasounds. Regardless of the fact that my pregnancy with Gia had been textbook perfect to this point, I was still terrified the ultrasound would show a still heart. But of course, my fears were unfounded. The ultrasound tech was clinically swift and sufficient. I asked if everything looked ok, and she said that my amniotic fluid was really low. They would probably just send me off to the hospital to deliver right away. But the baby looks perfect. She estimated that the baby would be between 7 and 9 pounds. WHOA. I was in shock! A healthy baby! Being born today! On her due date! 7 to 9 pounds?!?!?! Boy was I glad we'd stopped at McDonald's because that would be the last time I'd eat for a long time that day!!
We'd prepared for the slight chance that we might have a baby that day, but now that it was certain, I just didn't know what to think/feel! We had packed our bags the night before and loaded everything (including a bag for Gia!) in the car that morning. Truthfully, I had planned on doing whatever it took to beg my doctor to induce me that day... crying, snorting, wailing... whatever it took. :) I'm thankful that my body knew I was done and Gia was ready to deliver on her due date, fully cooked.
Dr. Gardner came in and let us know she'd already called over to the hospital and that we were all set to go have a baby! So we called some of our family to let them know today was the day! We moved our car in the garage to be closer to the hospital entrance and headed inside. Next time I was in that car, our baby girl would be with us!
We got to the 9th floor to check in, and it seemed pretty busy. We had to wait in the waiting room for a few minutes. While we were waiting to check in, there were two other women in there who were in active labor. They were having a hard time breathing and were clearly in pain... but there were no delivery rooms open for them!! I was thankful that I wasn't in active labor yet, but worried about whether or not we would get a room that day!
Shortly after, I was called to the registration desk. I asked the lady if it was busy and she said it was the craziest she's seen it in a while. And that is saying a lot. Our hospital delivers more babies per year than any other hospital in Ohio... somewhere around 6,500 babies annually. So for her to say that meant a lot! Sean's cousin is a NICU nurse at our hospital, and she had told us she'd try to call ahead and get us a good room when I did go into labor. Well, as I was checking in, Sean got a Facebook message from her telling him that if at all possible, I should not go into labor today because the unit was so crazy busy! Ha! So much for that! But, because my doctor's office had called over to let them know I was coming, they already had a room ready for me!! Yay! We were checked in then right up to our beautiful labor and delivery suite. We took a hospital tour weeks ago, and the hospital has nice LDR rooms as well as some older ones. I'd been really hoping to get one of the nicer ones, and I did!
Alright... so that's how we got checked into our room.... more later!
I couldn't believe that I had actually made it to 40 weeks. At 37 weeks, my doctor predicted I would have Gia a little bit early, if not in the next few days. So for 3 weeks, I was hoping that each day would be THE day... but it never was. I had virtually no signs of impending labor, and as much as I tried all the old wives tales to induce labor, none of them worked.
So we went to my 40 week appointment on May 5th-- my actual due date. The doctor had told us the week before that if I made it to 40 weeks they would do a non-stress test and check the fluid levels. Sean and I had stopped by McDonald's for some breakfast on the way. I think it was the best sausage biscuit with egg that I have ever had. When we were called back, we were whisked into an ultrasound room. I was really shaken up by this. I had expected that they would do the NST first. I have a love/hate relationship with ultrasounds. I love them because they are such an amazing window into the untouched world of my little one, but I also have a bad history with ultrasounds. Regardless of the fact that my pregnancy with Gia had been textbook perfect to this point, I was still terrified the ultrasound would show a still heart. But of course, my fears were unfounded. The ultrasound tech was clinically swift and sufficient. I asked if everything looked ok, and she said that my amniotic fluid was really low. They would probably just send me off to the hospital to deliver right away. But the baby looks perfect. She estimated that the baby would be between 7 and 9 pounds. WHOA. I was in shock! A healthy baby! Being born today! On her due date! 7 to 9 pounds?!?!?! Boy was I glad we'd stopped at McDonald's because that would be the last time I'd eat for a long time that day!!
We'd prepared for the slight chance that we might have a baby that day, but now that it was certain, I just didn't know what to think/feel! We had packed our bags the night before and loaded everything (including a bag for Gia!) in the car that morning. Truthfully, I had planned on doing whatever it took to beg my doctor to induce me that day... crying, snorting, wailing... whatever it took. :) I'm thankful that my body knew I was done and Gia was ready to deliver on her due date, fully cooked.
Dr. Gardner came in and let us know she'd already called over to the hospital and that we were all set to go have a baby! So we called some of our family to let them know today was the day! We moved our car in the garage to be closer to the hospital entrance and headed inside. Next time I was in that car, our baby girl would be with us!
We got to the 9th floor to check in, and it seemed pretty busy. We had to wait in the waiting room for a few minutes. While we were waiting to check in, there were two other women in there who were in active labor. They were having a hard time breathing and were clearly in pain... but there were no delivery rooms open for them!! I was thankful that I wasn't in active labor yet, but worried about whether or not we would get a room that day!Shortly after, I was called to the registration desk. I asked the lady if it was busy and she said it was the craziest she's seen it in a while. And that is saying a lot. Our hospital delivers more babies per year than any other hospital in Ohio... somewhere around 6,500 babies annually. So for her to say that meant a lot! Sean's cousin is a NICU nurse at our hospital, and she had told us she'd try to call ahead and get us a good room when I did go into labor. Well, as I was checking in, Sean got a Facebook message from her telling him that if at all possible, I should not go into labor today because the unit was so crazy busy! Ha! So much for that! But, because my doctor's office had called over to let them know I was coming, they already had a room ready for me!! Yay! We were checked in then right up to our beautiful labor and delivery suite. We took a hospital tour weeks ago, and the hospital has nice LDR rooms as well as some older ones. I'd been really hoping to get one of the nicer ones, and I did!
Alright... so that's how we got checked into our room.... more later!
I am heartbroken today. If you don't like cats, skip this post and continue on your merry way to the next blog in your Reader. We had to put my beloved kitty boy, Duke, to sleep today. After a cross-country move, a new baby, and living in close quarters for the past 4 months, he just couldn't take it anymore and frankly, neither could we. Its not that he did anything really horrible, its just that we knew he wasn't happy and we weren't either.
Years ago, Duke got a urinary tract infection that led to a bad habit of peeing outside his litter box. He would go in phases where he'd be fine, but then other times, he'd pee on our things like piles of laundry or bags we'd left out. It got to where we were constantly having to worry about picking up behind ourselves in fear that if Duke had a "mad moment" he'd pee on something.
Because of this we've been having to keep Duke exclusively down in the basement where we are living. To go from a big, sunny house with lots of windows, free reign and access to the Great Outdoors to a smaller basement with little windows and now access outside was tough on our little guy. He was becoming increasingly angry and defiant and it broke my heart.
Sean tried everything to make him happy... bought him special food, gave him special treats, and even took him outside to brush him regularly. It would appease Duke for a little while, but then he'd just go back to being mad. So, we made the really difficult decision to put him down today. Duke has been my baby since before Sean and I were married. In May of 2004, before our wedding, Sean and I went to a friend's house and picked out our kitties when they were just hours old. He picked Seal and I picked Duke. The day we drove home from our honeymoon, we stopped by to pick up our kittens before we even went to our house. They are brothers and have the exact same markings, even though one is orange and one is brown/gray.
They love each other so much. They snuggled together all the time. One of my favorite things was finding them on the couch or a bed, all wrapped up in each other. Sometimes, it looked like they were even holding hands. Duke & Seal played together, chased each other around the house, and looked out for each other. They had each other's back when they were exploring in the neighborhood in Fresno, and I'm sure they kept each other company when Sean and I were away on vacations. They were troopers... we've moved them from Missouri to North Carolina to California to Ohio. I was hoping he'd make it to the move to Indiana, and with just a week to go, it seemed possible. But he just couldn't take it any more.
I am going to miss so much about Duke... he was the greatest cuddler. He had the softest fur of any cat I have ever felt... if you've ever touched a chinchilla, it was almost as soft as that. When I was sick and pregnant with Whitney, and after her loss when I just wanted to stay in bed, Duke would come curl up against me. He'd stay that way all day. Duke was a smart cat, too. He learned early on how to open doors. I have video of him opening the front door in our house in Fresno. He and Seal would work together to get outside... master escape artists. He also loved tuna... he could smell me opening a can from across the house!
The Wilson household is now another "person" short. :( We miss him so much and its only been a few hours. But, I know he has to be happier now.... and I choose to believe for my peace of mind that just like All Dogs Go To Heaven, Cats do too. At least good ones like Duke.
For more about Duke thru the years, check out my other Duke posts.
(Reading Rainbow, anyone?) *grins*
Since we moved to Ohio, I have been trying to read a lot more. Some time after college, or maybe because of college, I used to only read Christian Life type books... you know, the kinds you have to read with a pen and highlighter in hand. I realized that I wasn't really having fun reading those, but I felt guilty for reading fiction! I know, weird. Well, a couple of years ago, I picked up Twilight, and my entire outlook on reading for fun changed. Say what you will about the teeny-bopper Vampire series, but it rekindled my love of easy reading. I am so glad I've rediscovered the joy of picking up a book just for the heck of it! Here's my Summer 2011 reading list of books I've finished so far....
The Pioneer Woman: Black Heels to Tractor Wheels by Ree Drummond- I loved this book... easy to read and of course, she writes her books just like her blog. Her book encapsulates many of the reasons I love Oklahoma and makes me wish I knew a cowboy with a cool ranch.
The Baby Book by Drs. Sears and Sears- I'm continually reading and re-reading this one. :)
Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins- I'm hooked! I read this only when I was nursing Gia, and it killed me that it took almost a week to read. Normally I would have finished it in a few hours!
Madame Tussade by Katherine Monahan- This is an author I really like... she writes historical fiction, and wrote several of my favorite Egyptian novels... Nefertiti and The Heretic Queen. This one is about the French Revolution, and while interesting, it wasn't my favorite. But still good.
Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen- A great, easy read. I still haven't seen the movie, which was the whole reason I read the book in the first place. I loved envisioning the artistry, costumes and scenery of the circus in the 1920s. Hopefully the movie will be at Redbox soon.
Common Pregnancy Myths by Dr. Smith- This was written by one of my OB/GYNs. Easy read, and very informative. I got it for free as a "Welcome to our practice" gift. :)
sTORI Telling by Tori Spelling- I'm on a pop-culture autobiography kick lately. We've been frequenting the Half Price Book Store, and I got this one for $1. Who can pass that up?
And now, here are the books that are still on my list. Most of them have been purchased already at the 1/2 Price Book Store (Clearance, too!) and are sitting on my shelf!
Mommywood by Tori Spelling- Again, that whole Celebrity Autobiography thing.
Clapton by Eric Clapton- I cannot wait to read this one!
Steven Tyler: Does the Noise In My Head Bother You? by Steven Tyler- I was so excited to find this at the 1/2 price store... I've been looking for it for over a month!!
Chasing Fire by Suzanne Collins- Gotta finish the series! This is the book I'm currently reading.
Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins
The Holy Wild by Mark Buchanan- Ok, so this one will definitely require a highlighter in hand, but I love Mark Buchanan's writing. So its worth it.
One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp
The Physics of the Future by Michio Kaku- I've heard lots of interesting stuff about this one. My dad is currently reading it... The main gist of it is this guy is predicting (based on current research and science) inventions and advances of the future. He gives forecasts for 5 10 and 50 years out (or something like that). Can't wait to get my hands on this one.
DarkFever by Karen Marie Moning- This has kind of gone to the bottom of my list, but I've still heard its a good series.
So.... what are you reading this summer?
