Losing Someone

Robert Allen "Robbie" Corum Jr., 47, of Lebanon Junction, died on Monday, Oct. 21, 2013.
He was a production line worker for James B. Beam Distilling in Boston. He was a Baptist who loved fishing, ATV riding and his Dodge truck.
He was preceded in death by his father, Robert A. Corum Sr.; and grandparents, Dorothy and Hershel Ricketts and Lula and Ervin Corum.
He is survived by his mother, Sharon A. Ricketts Clark of Lebanon Junction; two sisters, Melissa Corum of Boston and Sara Beth (William) Brown of Lebanon Junction; several nephews, Corey Mathery, Sebastian and Christopher Brown, and Parker Grant; and a niece, Lydia (Squishy) Brown.
Funeral services will be at 7 p.m. on Wednesday, Oct. 23, at Kappel Funeral Home in Lebanon Junction with a private burial at a later time. Visitation will be after 1 p.m. on Wednesday. - See more at: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/pioneernews/obituary.aspx?n=robert-allen-corum&pid=167668298#sthash.1BJrKuyk.dpuf

Robert Allen "Robbie" Corum Jr., 47, of Lebanon Junction, died on Monday, Oct. 21, 2013.
He was a production line worker for James B. Beam Distilling in Boston. He was a Baptist who loved fishing, ATV riding and his Dodge truck.
He was preceded in death by his father, Robert A. Corum Sr.; and grandparents, Dorothy and Hershel Ricketts and Lula and Ervin Corum.
He is survived by his mother, Sharon A. Ricketts Clark of Lebanon Junction; two sisters, Melissa Corum of Boston and Sara Beth (William) Brown of Lebanon Junction; several nephews, Corey Mathery, Sebastian and Christopher Brown, and Parker Grant; and a niece, Lydia (Squishy) Brown.
Funeral services will be at 7 p.m. on Wednesday, Oct. 23, at Kappel Funeral Home in Lebanon Junction with a private burial at a later time. Visitation will be after 1 p.m. on Wednesday. - See more at: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/pioneernews/obituary.aspx?n=robert-allen-corum&pid=167668298#sthash.1BJrKuyk.dpuf

Robert Allen "Robbie" Corum Jr., 47, of Lebanon Junction, died on Monday, Oct. 21, 2013.
He was a production line worker for James B. Beam Distilling in Boston. He was a Baptist who loved fishing, ATV riding and his Dodge truck.
He was preceded in death by his father, Robert A. Corum Sr.; and grandparents, Dorothy and Hershel Ricketts and Lula and Ervin Corum.
He is survived by his mother, Sharon A. Ricketts Clark of Lebanon Junction; two sisters, Melissa Corum of Boston and Sara Beth (William) Brown of Lebanon Junction; several nephews, Corey Mathery, Sebastian and Christopher Brown, and Parker Grant; and a niece, Lydia (Squishy) Brown.
Funeral services will be at 7 p.m. on Wednesday, Oct. 23, at Kappel Funeral Home in Lebanon Junction with a private burial at a later time. Visitation will be after 1 p.m. on Wednesday. - See more at: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/pioneernews/obituary.aspx?n=robert-allen-corum&pid=167668298#sthash.1BJrKuyk.dpuf

My half brother, Robbie, passed away this week after a battle with lung cancer.  We didn't know each other well and hadn't seen each other in probably 20 years.  However, he was my half brother and another connection to my dad, who also died of lung cancer at the age of 52 in 1998.  Most people who know me don't realize I'm not an only child; I also have a half sister, Melissa, in addition to Robbie.  She and Robbie are twins, and much older, from my dad's first marriage.  Suffice it to say that our family dynamic was not typical, but I always imagined we would find a way to reconnect one day.  I've talked before about reminders that we don't have all the time in the world for things, and this is yet another reminder. 

Robbie's obituary can be found here: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/pioneernews/obituary.aspx?n=robert-allen-corum&pid=167668298

We've struggled with sickness in our house this week - two cases of bronchitis (Jason and me), one probably cracked rib (me) and a bout of a stomach virus (Sophie) - and we're all more than ready to be healthy again!  I have no pictures to share this week, not because I didn't capture any moments, but because we laundered my phone with one of the many loads of laundry we did in the middle of the night when Sophie got sick.  There is not a bag of rice in the world that could bring it back to life!  Poor Sophie was really down for the count, but woke up feeling a little better today.  It's amazing how resilient kids can be.  

Even though this week has been challenging on many levels, it has also been filled with some great moments.  We're one step closer to finalizing plans for something that we're really excited about but not quite ready to share.  I (or at least my belly) also seem to have grown every day this week, and I'm beginning to wonder if this baby will outsize Sophie's 9 pound debut. Regardless, we're enjoying the kicks and punches and looking forward to meeting the little guy in just about 10 weeks.  We've also had a lot of fun talking to Sophie about Halloween, finding all the parts for her costume (Ariel - including a red wig that alternately makes her resemble a drag queen or a Troll doll), and making plans to dress up and head to the Zoo for Ghouls at Grassmere this weekend.

Like everyone out there, we're ready for a weekend and have our fingers crossed for all of my data to be safely stored in the Cloud and for everyone in our house to rebound, feel better and enjoy the weekend together.  Hope yours is great, too!

Something Moms Will Understand

It's here, and earlier than I remember last time.  That moment when your skin feels stretched as tight as it could possibly stretch, but you know how much bigger you're going to get.  So. Uncomfortable. That's really all I have to say today but please chime in with your own complaints or miserable memories because, despite all the joy and blessings and all the good stuff, sometimes it is just uncomfortable being pregnant!

However, Sophie is super cute in this photo and I felt pretty good yesterday.  Love this Old Navy dress that I bought for $20 this summer and Sophie loves her new rain boots!

Goodbye, Old Friend

Ok, I'm being a little melodramatic about saying goodbye to my old friend, my reliable, dependable, gas-efficient Honda.  But we had a lot of really great times together!  Like this one (above) when I was just four months pregnant with Sophie on the day we bought the car.  Or this one (below) when we were loading up the Honda with all the gifts from our family baby shower in Moline and stopped to take a quick family photo before jumping in to make the long drive back to Nashville - one of the last times we would be together with my grandparents when they were both healthy.  

That little car got us to all of our new parent classes at Vanderbilt, like this one where Jason and all of the other dads had a chance to wear the pregnant belly.

Although the Honda didn't bring us home as a family of three from the hospital, it got Sophie and me around town countless times over the past three years, provided an outlet for me to get out of the house with a newborn, gave me white noise to blast loudly as I drove a crying baby around town and carried us to all kinds of destinations near and far.  I think the car could navigate itself to Target, the Zoo and some of our favorite playgrounds because of all the miles burned between our house and those places over the past 35 months. 

Sophie cried last night when we told her that someone else had my car now, but we explained (again) that we needed a bigger car so she'd have room to share the backseat with her brother in just a couple of months and she's pretty excited about that, just as we are.  I'm not really sad about selling my car, but I am a little nostalgic thinking back on all the memories from the last three years since we bought it, because these have been the most eventful and monumental of my life so far. 

On another note, we won't be able to bring home our new car for another week or so and, in the meantime, my parents have graciously loaned us one of their cars.  It happens to be a sort of small, low muscle car with just two seats and I can't wait to see the looks I get when I try ever so mightily to gracefully get into and out of that car with my over-sized belly.  

I can't go a week without a picture of Sophie, so here's a shot from one of our many visits to see Boo, Sophie's favorite horse, at Ellington Ag Center.  

Boo was one of her first words, that's how much she loves visiting and talking about him.  This picture was taken just before another horse walked over and gave Sophie a big kiss on the head, so sloppy that we had to go home and give her a bath!  She loved it.  If you haven't been to the Ag Center, check it out sometime. This weekend is the Music & Molasses Festival on Saturday and Sunday, a great chance to see the trails, the stables, creeks and more.  Until next time!

Reconnecting with Family

I've taken another long break from writing, however unintentionally!  Like everyone, we've had a million things going on, some of which I hope to share soon in a future post!  

On Sunday, I got to have dinner and spend a couple of hours with my Aunt Pat and cousin Cindy, neither of whom I've seen in almost 15 years!  It's safe to say we've had some interesting and challenging family dynamics on both my mom and dad's sides over the years, falling in and out of touch with aunts, uncles, cousins and even my half brother and half sister.  Say what you will about social media, but without it, I may not have reconnected with several family members this year, including Pat and Cindy.  

Lucky for me, they were in Nashville (from the Louisville area) for a show at The Ryman and were willing to drive in early to meet and have dinner.  The time we spent together was one of the best times I've had in a long time and it was priceless finally getting to introduce Sophie to more of her family from my dad's side.  You can see from our smiles that we really enjoyed seeing each other. 

We've had some sad news recently about my half brother, Robbie, as he was diagnosed recently with terminal lung cancer.  It is difficult to think about him suffering in much the same way my dad suffered with lung cancer before he passed away in November 1998 and I ask for those reading this who pray to offer prayers for his comfort.  Although I haven't seen Robbie in years, I hear from Pat and Cindy that he looks a lot like my dad and that's not surprising given that I remember him looking like a younger version of him the last time we saw each other.  This is yet another situation that reminds me that we don't have all the time in the world to do things or reach out to people.  I always assumed there would be time to reconnect with Robbie and my half sister, Missy, if we all felt like that was what we wanted. 

On a much happier note, the last few weekends have been full of fun family adventures, including taking Sophie to her very first show, Disney on Ice.  She managed to come home with just a little bit of swag and has especially enjoyed torturing Sparky and Lucy with her magic wand. 

We also had a fun birthday party for a little girl turning three at The Painted Cupcake in Green Hills.  I had no idea they had a party room, but it was something different and the little girls all seemed to have a great time decorating little pizzas and cupcakes and coloring.  Sophie wore her crown all weekend!

Last, but definitely not least, things are going well at almost 28 weeks with Baby Powell #2!  Sophie continues to be excited about being a big sister and talks a lot about all the ways she wants to help her baby brother.  She's also named him... Daddy.  With both pregnancies, we've been with the Vanderbilt Women's Health OB group.  We absolutely love our provider, Dr. Hemingway, but after our last appointment when we brought Sophie with us, we walked away even happier.  Dr. Hemingway embraced having Sophie in the room with us and even allowed her to help find the baby's heartbeat.  Sophie had already declared she wants to be a "princess doctor" when she's older, so you can imagine how excited she was!  I debated whether or not to share this picture, but I love it and it was such a happy moment! 

 Happy Friday and until next time!

A Little Beach Time

Here we go, go, go, go... on an adventure!

A couple of weeks ago, after lots of planning and waiting, Jason, Sophie and I took off for a week on Hilton Head Island with my mother-in-law, Mary, Jason's sister, Shannon, and her family (husband Michael, son Andrew and daughter Olivia) to celebrate Mary's retirement.  Despite the early hour we departed, Sophie was so excited to get on the road to see her cousins, she was all smiles. 

Seriously, the best I could do to get her to stay still long enough for a pic!

After about eight long hours, several pit stops, lots of screen time (introducing her to Cinderella and Tangled) and a time change, we arrived on Hilton Head and couldn't believe how beautiful the beach was or our good fortune in finding a large oceanfront rental in Sea Pines where we could all stay together.  It looked good online, but you just never know!  We used The Vacation Company and were really happy with their customer service and prices.  They even have an app that allows users to access all rental info, attractions, gate codes, etc in one place and that was really convenient. 

The highlight of our week was seeing Sophie and her cousins have a blast together.  We have the best niece and nephew, 10 and 13 years old, who love playing with their two-year-old little cousin.  She's a lucky girl!  

Our condo had four bedrooms and the kids decided they had to sleep in the same room and, even though I'm still sometimes an anxious parent about doing anything out of the ordinary or out of our normal routine, I didn't let that get the best of me and went with it... and it turned out to be great. So good, one morning I had to wake Sophie up after 10am because she was passed out cold after having so much fun.

We did a lot of good eating during our week on the beach, so we tried to round it out with a lot of running on the beach.  It was great to get up and hit the sand with Jason, Shannon, Michael and Andrew every day and feel a little less guilty about all the good food.   And the food... here goes the list: Giuseppe's, Steamer Seafood, Old Oyster Factory, redfish, Santa Fe Cafe, Hudson's and our absolute favorite, Skull Creek Boathouse.  I'd be remiss if I didn't add that we had ice cream at least 4 out of 7 nights and our favorite place was The Ice Cream Cone in Coligny Plaza.
 

22 weeks

There's a bump now and I got a few stares and second looks on the beach but I decided I didn't mind.  This was taken at 22 weeks, proof that Baby Powell was with us at the beach! I had a chance to be pampered, along with Mary and Shannon, when we took some time out to visit Ahh Green Spa, where I had not only the best prenatal massage I've ever had, but one of the best massages overall.  
 

We took a break from playing in the pool and at the beach for a two-hour boat ride through the Broad Channel, dolphin and bird watching and just enjoying the ride.  We had a fantastic captain who took our family out in a small boat and we were excited to see lots of dolphins up close as well as plenty of beautiful birds and other scenery.  Here's a video of the dolphins swimming and playing next to our boat.  

It was great to spend a week with our extended family and have it be unencumbered by the stress of holidays or the other events that usually bring us together.  We got to just have fun!  

The ride home was uneventful and long, like rides home always seem to be.  Sophie fought valiantly to stay awake for the entire drive, only to fall asleep about 15 minutes from home.  Isn't that always how it goes?? Overall a great week and we can't wait to do it again. 

Just Wait Until...

This parenting article really struck a chord with me this week.  Maybe it's because I'm more than halfway through my second pregnancy and people are full of advice and warnings along with the compliments and criticisms.  And sometimes the compliments and criticisms are one and the same; one person says "It's so great that you're still running!", while the next person says "I can't believe you're still running - isn't that dangerous for your baby??"  (Side note: that makes me want to scream.  Of course I wouldn't run if it were in any way uncomfortable or unsafe for me or my baby.  I have the blessing of my OB team.  I ran through all 40 weeks last time and, once again, I'll take it one day at a time. Every woman and every pregnancy is different.  I'm not exactly eating blowfish and drinking hard alcohol at my daily happy hour.)  

Sometimes it makes me crazy to hear people say, "if you think this is bad, just wait until..." because I just want to be in the moment and feel whatever happiness or despair that particular moment might bring me.  I don't want to compete with your happier or sadder moments!  When Sophie was born and we relished how much we enjoyed being parents, we heard "just wait, when she starts to smile, it will be even better!" and when she started to crawl and we talked about how much it changed life in our house, people said "if you think this is bad, just wait til she walks!"  We didn't want to just wait and see, we wanted to experience what was at our fingertips in that moment.

As the author of the article says, this is a total first-world problem.  However, it will make me stop and think about what I'm about to say the next time I talk to a parent-to-be or new mom or dad.  Just because I've been through it doesn't mean they're not entitled to experience it for the very first time themselves, in their own way.

Rant complete!  Happy Wednesday, and a link to the commercial that makes me laugh over and over.  

And this, just because she makes me smile!

Hello, Weekend

This picture kind of sums up how I feel about beginning the weekend with my family!  We've had a busy week and not much time together, so I can't wait to pick up some dinner that somebody else made and head home to this little curly headed child and Jason.  

We have a big day Monday, "the" ultrasound, the one that will determine whether we spend the next 20 weeks or so explaining to Sophie that a baby brother won't be so bad or listening to her excitement over a baby sister!  I know she'll come around to the idea of a brother if she has to, but she is really determined to have a girl.  

I forgot how often people ask you, when you're pregnant, how you feel.  I feel great.  I'm in that happy place in the 2nd trimester with energy and no more food aversions.  I will say, however, that riding on the spinning rides at local fairs was not a good idea.  Why do they all spin?  Torture.  

I have a love-hate relationship with my CSA share.  I love having all the fruits and vegetables, but I stress out (why?!) about using it and meal planning.  I've found a few recipe gems out there that offer something a little unique, including this Warm Corn Salad from the Skinnytaste blog, which is a Weight Watcher-friendly site and includes points for every recipe.  Jason is a longtime member of WW and is on a mission now to lose 53 pounds by January.  He's already lost 18.2 lbs in the first month, and we're really proud of him.  Meanwhile, I'm gaining weight!

Photo courtesy of www.skinnytaste.com

Ingredients:

• 4 large fresh cobs of corn
• 2 tbsp light mayonnaise
• 2 tbsp fat-free Greek yogurt
• 1/2 tsp chili powder (more or less to taste)
• 1 tbsp fresh lime juice (from half a lime)
• 1 tbsp minced cilantro
• 2 tbsp scallions, minced
• 1/2 cup (40 g) cotija cheese, grated
• 5 lime wedges for serving

Directions:
Boil corn in boiling water for 5 minutes, remove from heat. When cool enough to handle, cut corn off the cobb. (makes 4 cups) In a large bowl combine mayonnaise, yogurt, chili powder, and lime juice; mix well. Add corn, cilantro, scallions and cheese and toss. Serve with lime wedges.  

I won't lie and say Sophie was a fan of this dish, but Jason and I really enjoyed it.  Hope you will, too!