No Fun!

When Olivia came into my room this morning to wake me up she said,

"Mom, wake up, its time to be fun."

I have been sick since last Thursday, and have felt TERRIBLE.  I have done nothing more than make sure my kids are dressed, fed and are safe.  Other than that, not much more has been done.  Seriously.  You should see my house, a tornado has rolled through and I have done nothing about it.

Unfortunately, entertainment has been lacking big time. I realized from Livvy's comment.this morning, enough is enough and went to the doctor today. I came home with some antibiotics.

Hopefully, for Liv's sake, tomorrow I can be more "fun"

Diapers....

Highly OVERRATED!

Who needs them when you have a leather couch?

(don't worry, the couch is nice & clean so you can still come and visit!)

Daxton, you are two months!

Dear Daxton-

You are two months old and growing so fast!  We went to your 2 month doctor's appointment yesterday.  You weigh 13 pounds, 1 ounce (90%) and are 23 inches long (75%).  You recieved 4 shots and you were a champ. It was harder for mom than for you! You howled at the top of your lungs but calmed right down when I picked you up to snuggle. 

The doctor said you looked "perfect" and are growing right on target.  He diagnosed you with reflux after mommy told him about your upset stomach, thrashing while trying to sleep, "throwing up" and back arching.  Hopefully the medicine he prescribed will help you to sleep more peacefully.

Despite the reflux, you are still such a calm baby and sleep a lot.  You don't require much attention and are content to relax and take in your surroundings.

You slept for 6 hours two nights ago and 8 hours last night.  I didn't know what to do with myself and kept checking to make sure you were alright.

You now smile back at me, especially when I come to get you out of your crib.  Its one of my favorite times of the day. 

I have figured out that you hate to be swaddled.  You hate having your arms tied down and like to sleep with your arms above your head or somewhere near your face.  You grunt until I come and un-wrap you.  But, you sleep better if they are not free to startle you, so after you fall asleep, I come back in to swaddle you  again. 

Your big sister, Olivia, still loves to be right by your side.  She gives you at least 100 kisses a day and wants you to do everything she does.  Your being just a baby doesn't stop her from wanting you to blow bubbles, play dress-up or eat off of her plate. 

Lately, when she gets hurt, she runs to you for a kiss to make her feel better.  Of course, you do nothing but lay there, but she covers your face with kisses and feels much better!

You add a lot to our family; we cannot get enough of you. 

I Love You,
Mom

P.S  Please stop growing so fast for my sake!

ZEBRA?

I was talking to Olivia today about starting pre-school in the fall.  (We talk about it a lot, she is so EXCITED!)


I said something to the effect that Olivia will love her new teacher; "SHE " will be so great etc.  Olivia stopped mid-sentence and calmly (but firmly with her no-duh attitude) said, "No mom, my teacher is a zebra"


So, to Olivia's new preschool teacher: I am sorry if she is dissapointed on the first day of school because you are not black and white and don't walk on four legs.  I'm sure she will eventually love you as much as she loves this book, wherein llama llama's teacher is a zebra!

My Next Thirty Years

"I think I'll take a moment , celebrate my age

The ending of an era and the turning of a page

Now its time to focus in on where I go from here

Lord have mercy on my next thirty years"

Tim McGraw                                        

I heard this song on the radio tonight on my way to the grocery store.  How fitting since I began my "next thirty years" yesterday.  I officially crossed over into the "thirty somethings" instead of only teetering on the edge. 

As the years pass and you get older, you reflect on what you've done, what you haven't done and what you wish you could do. And so, I reflected in the few short, rare moments of quiet and calm that I had in the car while listening to this song.

In my next thirty years.....

I will LOVE more.  My husband, my kids, my sisters and brothers, my parents and good friends. 

I will be more PATIENT.  Something the Lord keeps trying to teach me.  And something I'm having a hard time grasping.

I will ENJOY the small moments.  Life is made up of them.  If you wait for those experiences that will blow your socks off, life will pass you by and take with it your happiness.

I will SERVE others more, and forget about me.

I will be more FAITHFUL and also FAITH- "FULL"

And so, to my next 30 years, bring it on, I love you already!

Story of My Life

I am so behind in blogging...obviously:)

I have 10+ posts started, just not posted, and since I use this as a "journal" of sorts,  I can't just delete them.  Most of you could care less what we did in October. I get it. I do. But, I must post. So read them if you will, skip them if you must!

***Eveything I post will more than likely come after this one, even if they are new.  I am keeping the dates they were written accurate.  Being one step behind is so problematic!