So, the ~2nd most exciting day for a pregnant woman was today! (1st is clearly having the baby…up for debate for runner-up for 2nd would be finding out you’re pregnant). But today marked halfway there! 20 weeks!
And…the day we found out that it’s a BOY! So, looks like the Wheeler household will be back in balance. We’ll officially be 1-1…or I guess 2-2 if you count us…& 3-3 with the dogs. No matter how you slice it – even!
Sadly, that revealing photo is the only thing new baby Wheeler isn’t shy about! This marks our second ultrasound that he was completely non-photogenic for. Don’t worry, when that baby makes his debut where I can get my camera at him – his no-face-photo days are through! 😉
Thought I’d share a video of our Sunday Funday. We took Selah to Sky High, a trampoline complex (literally a HUGE warehouse covered in trampoline floors & walls – the one you see is only the “kiddy” one for the small jumpers!) in Camarillo that I’ve been wanting to go to for a long time. She jumped for an hour straight, only stopping for sips of water & to check out the bigger trampoline area & jump with the “big kids”. So, the video is less than exciting, but imagine watching this (for an hour straight!) in person & seeing the pure joy in her little face since jumping is pretty much her #1 choice of activity:
Yep, another Lithuania post. Gosh, I’m late on these!
I thought I’d capture one of my favorite experiences in one post – just because I took so many pictures this day that narrowing it to the 18 I have here was a stretch! 😉 This particular day I did not photograph the morning. It was our trip to the genocide museum, so you can imagine the mood. What an eye opening, harrowing, and deeply sorrowful experience. And going with a friend whose family lived the stories told within the walls of the museum made it that much more real. To know that much of the painful history experienced happened actually during my lifetime – not some far off, distant past, but up to the 90’s actually – was also very enlightening…and all the more saddening to realize they still happen today in other areas of the world.
But of course, along with the deep sadness, there also is a profound sense of hope and resilience of the human spirit. All that to say, the “market” – of which I took all these pictures to follow – brought an even more vivid contrast to the day. Experiencing people’s “real lives” is always the most fun. And that week in Vilnius, a large thoroughfare was shut down for a “world market” where people came to sell their wares, sing their songs, and dance their dances (folkdancing and singing is a very large part of the culture of all of the Baltic states). We spent a short amount of time that day, and I actually made my way back to wander with my camera another day for several hours – just taking in the culture, watching the people, and OF COURSE eating the food! (The food was amazing – not very “light”, but very, very good!)
First off for my favorite type of pictures – the people. I’m not the best people photographer because I feel self conscious about photographing people I don’t know, but I tried to capture a few of them that I really enjoyed watching. It’s funny – traveling always intrigues me because of the differences, but I’m always drawn to the similarities. Love and joy are no different anywhere in the world – it’s just that we all find those things in different places and different things. Here are a few of the pictures of people that I saw at the market. (Remember – clicking on the pictures enlarges them to their full size – and they are much better viewed that way, I think!)
Now for the “goods”. So much fun to see what people buy. I’d say the biggest “sellers” were the smoked meats – you could buy bacon by the slab, sausages off the hanging stands, and of course as much good old smoked fish as you could ever eat. And ever other stand was some sort of meat and potato dish cooking in mass quantities on the street. So much fun to see and experience…and photograph, of course:
I know I’m biased, but seriously? How beautiful is this girl! Geesh!
I was just downloading some pictures from the “good” camera – all other posts are pictures from my iPhone – so thought I’d share some of my favs, along with an 18 week photo in an attempt to start logging the last half of my last pregnancy. It sure flies by with a kid this time. The first time, I felt like I was pregnant for YEARS! The days dragged on and on and on in anticipation of meeting this little human growing inside me for 10 months. But this time? Well, I feel like I cannot believe that I’m 5 months pregnant! And that we are halfway through next week! And that we ALREADY find out if it is a boy or a girl in a few days! It’s flying by, and I would like to take it all in…if I wasn’t so tired, of course 😉
So, on to the good stuff:
Our attempt at “artsy” for the 18 week photo. It is less than great, but funny at least!
Where to start? It’s hard to know. I should give a run down of what we were actually even doing there, and an overview of our days, but by the time I get to this each night, I just want to post pictures because the other takes a lot of brain power!
The pictures certainly don’t tell the “real” story though. The real “meat” of the trip was of course meeting with people and going to Lithuania Christian College (LCC), but I failed to take pictures during those times because I was in the moment. However, the times in between, I took in the scenery, the cities, the surroundings, and took plenty (too many, actually) photos.
The capital, Vilnius, where we began our journey is surprisingly full of art, restoration, and life being recaptured, post-communism. The surrounding areas, not so much – in fact, I should have taken pictures of the soviet-era buildings to give a better picture of the whole. But, I captured the beautiful half. The half full of change and promise.
I think I’ll break it up into a few parts that aren’t too onerous to post. The first part is art. There’s art all over the old town portion of the City. Not that it is unique to cities to have art, but it’s neat to see people expressing themselves after years of oppression. And fun to see how that comes out. Some of these are just graffiti that I thought was neat, and some formal displays of art.
So here’s my impressions (click on the pics if you’d like to see them full size):