- This morning when O woke up he called not for "momma" or "dadda" but "CAH-LY!"
- Penny has been eating baby rice cereal for dinner for over a week and had bananas at Nona's house for lunch today
- Owen put his face in the water of his "baby" pool yesterday and blew bubbles. Who taught him that?!? He truly has an affinity for water.
- After saying "amen" for our prayer for dinner, O says "Choo! Choo!" EVERYTIME
- Penny always smiles at the Daddyman, even when he's not looking.
- For the past month, when putting Owen to bed he says, "A be a back" Translated, this means we need to leave, tell him "Be right back" and leave his bedroom door open a crack. (Side note - this came after a week of crying and fighting to get him to go to bed. Even though he is technically kicking me out of his room, I'll take it!)
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Small Things #1
Friday, May 18, 2012
Why
I decided to start a blog for lots of reasons. And here they are!...
Reason #1 why I started a blog is because I needed a place to reflect on things I'd read or sermons I'd heard or meaningful conversations I'd had with people. Social media status updates were not enough and I don't think always an appropriate place to hash out the "life altering" thoughts swimming through my head. I realized I was responding to these things in "blog post" format. In my head. And if I am going to be really honest, my "blog thoughts" are not exclusive to responding to those meaningful moments. This post made its way into my thoughts while I was in the shower just an hour ago. So, why not just start a blog?
Plus, I wanted to really remember and be able to re-engage with some of those things I was learning. I want to hold on to those epiphanies and make sure they REALLY do alter the way I think and live. I notoriously forget the things I read (which always makes re-reading books fun and interesting) or hear - even when they've affected me. Maybe blogging about them will help me remember (and in essence, make me smarter - right?!?!)
Which brings me to Reason #2 - I want to remember my kids! The little daily things that make me laugh or smile (or desperately throw my hands in the air or CRY). Now that we have child #2, the Hubs sometimes asks "remember when O did that at 2 mos old?" And I don't!
Reason #3 is that I've always had an inclination to write. When I was in junior high my dream jobs were, Professional Ballerina (an actual possibility at the time) or an Author of Children's Books. I'm pretty sure I even got a book about publishing your own books. Needless to say, as time went on and high school English courses gradually extinguished that fire, I gave up the desire to develop my skills. But the appreciation for quality writing and hope to contribute to the "written word" has always been there. Like dancing, it is a part of me.
I'm still not sure if anyone will ever read this. Regardless, this is for me. And as stated in Reason #1, I need to really start clarifying things in my life and be deliberate about what I do with the lessons and information God puts before me.
Reason #1 why I started a blog is because I needed a place to reflect on things I'd read or sermons I'd heard or meaningful conversations I'd had with people. Social media status updates were not enough and I don't think always an appropriate place to hash out the "life altering" thoughts swimming through my head. I realized I was responding to these things in "blog post" format. In my head. And if I am going to be really honest, my "blog thoughts" are not exclusive to responding to those meaningful moments. This post made its way into my thoughts while I was in the shower just an hour ago. So, why not just start a blog?
Plus, I wanted to really remember and be able to re-engage with some of those things I was learning. I want to hold on to those epiphanies and make sure they REALLY do alter the way I think and live. I notoriously forget the things I read (which always makes re-reading books fun and interesting) or hear - even when they've affected me. Maybe blogging about them will help me remember (and in essence, make me smarter - right?!?!)
Which brings me to Reason #2 - I want to remember my kids! The little daily things that make me laugh or smile (or desperately throw my hands in the air or CRY). Now that we have child #2, the Hubs sometimes asks "remember when O did that at 2 mos old?" And I don't!
Reason #3 is that I've always had an inclination to write. When I was in junior high my dream jobs were, Professional Ballerina (an actual possibility at the time) or an Author of Children's Books. I'm pretty sure I even got a book about publishing your own books. Needless to say, as time went on and high school English courses gradually extinguished that fire, I gave up the desire to develop my skills. But the appreciation for quality writing and hope to contribute to the "written word" has always been there. Like dancing, it is a part of me.
I'm still not sure if anyone will ever read this. Regardless, this is for me. And as stated in Reason #1, I need to really start clarifying things in my life and be deliberate about what I do with the lessons and information God puts before me.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
H.E.R.
H.E.R. is the reason I won't ever be pregnant again. You can read about it here: http://blogs.babycenter.com/mom_stories/05152012hyperemesis-gravidarum-is-not-just-morning-sickness/
Reading this today reminded me of the many days I laid on the couch last year watching O learn to play by himself, learn new words, laugh at Kipper or stare blankly at the TV. I am also reminded that I missed so much and cannot remember so much! I didn't have the energy to record any of it or even to find out what milestones I might have been missing. I am reminded of the food I couldn't eat, the food I tried to eat, and the seemingly elusive energy that was never in my grasp.
I also can look down at my arms and see the remnants of ecsema that almost covered my body. The hubs had to wake up in the middle of the night and scratch my back so I could have some relief. The doctor's visits, the dermatologist's visits and the medicines I prayed wouldn't effect the little bun in my oven.
And if I really focus I can remember every minute of labor.
I hated it all. I didn't want it and some days resented it. And felt tremendous guilt for those feelings. But today I mourn that I will never do it again. Because in the end, I was blessed with another baby to love and care for. To laugh with and smile at and to share tears (many, many tears in such a short time!) with.
I am blessed. I am thankful. And by God's grace and strength I did it! :)
"Happy" H.E.R. Day.
Reading this today reminded me of the many days I laid on the couch last year watching O learn to play by himself, learn new words, laugh at Kipper or stare blankly at the TV. I am also reminded that I missed so much and cannot remember so much! I didn't have the energy to record any of it or even to find out what milestones I might have been missing. I am reminded of the food I couldn't eat, the food I tried to eat, and the seemingly elusive energy that was never in my grasp.
I also can look down at my arms and see the remnants of ecsema that almost covered my body. The hubs had to wake up in the middle of the night and scratch my back so I could have some relief. The doctor's visits, the dermatologist's visits and the medicines I prayed wouldn't effect the little bun in my oven.
And if I really focus I can remember every minute of labor.
I hated it all. I didn't want it and some days resented it. And felt tremendous guilt for those feelings. But today I mourn that I will never do it again. Because in the end, I was blessed with another baby to love and care for. To laugh with and smile at and to share tears (many, many tears in such a short time!) with.
I am blessed. I am thankful. And by God's grace and strength I did it! :)
"Happy" H.E.R. Day.
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