Storms

I am a worrier. Always have been, always will be. I get it from my Grandpa Ward, he was always a worrier too. I have gotten better over the years and can talk myself down a lot, but it's still a part of who I am. However, I have never been scared of storms, okay maybe a little scared in the moments when storms are close, but I have never worried about them. It was the one thing I knew there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. Plus my Mom taught me from a very young age how to count the miles away a storm is based on lightning and thunder, thus I felt pretty in control.

Well my friends, like everything else in my life, this has changed since bringing Nolan home. As I type, we are expecting some nasty weather this afternoon in our area, and I am on high-alert! I have been tracking this storm since yesterday afternoon, I have already set up our "safe place" with diapers, wipes, water and snacks, and told Eric where we would be, just in case. I will have you know, I have never hid from a storm before, ever. However, I am certain from 2-6 pm today, you will find me, Nolan, Lily, and Oscar huddled in the innermost closet of our condo just waiting out the storm. I am also certain our next house will have a basement! Everyone stay safe!!

P.S.- You will all be happy to know, our sweet, smiley baby has returned, he came back to us yesterday! I am hoping it was all growth spurt induced behavior, now that he is full and well rested he is a happy camper! Thank you all for your kind words and suggestions!