Monday, January 31, 2011

The Weekend That Was

The weekend was excellent but it was over with WAY too fast!!
The big boys were at our house this weekend and we love having them there...C ESPECIALLY loves having them at his beck and call. They are his personal play toys. They are 10 and 9 and tolerate him very well. We had friends over for dinner on Friday night and they brought their two children. They have a baby girl that is about 6 months old and I could have just eaten her up! C wanted to pet her and talk to her and boss her around. It was very cute.
Saturday was filled with basketball games for the big boys and Monkey Joes with friends for the little guy. We have never ventured to Monkey Joes was quite the experience. I had to bribe C with treats to get him out of the bounce houses. He was delirious with excitement. He would just lay on his back, kicking his feet in the air, screaming. That place was really tough on Mommy's nerves but we will definitely be going back because he liked it so much.
After Monkey Joes we went to church where the sermon was about "Worry". Ummmm, did I need to hear this sermon or what?!?!? I will never forget this sermon. Fear or Faith? I have a choice...which one is it going to be???
Yesterday was a productive day at home where we cleaned out the garage, threw a ton of stuff away, Daddy put together the new basketball goal, I cleaned the house, did laundry, and went to my favorite store!
C is currently complaining off and on that his ear hurts so I have a feeling that we will be visiting the doctor in the very near future.
Favorite C quote from the weekend: C is staring out the window and says, "Go away coyotes, stay far away from here!" Someone has been watching wayyyyy too much Go, Diego, Go.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Way Back

Prior to our little man being born I started another blog that was completely private. I didn't share it with anyone because it contained a lot of ramblings, complaints, praises, fears, etc. I wanted to share a post that I wrote when I was 8 weeks pregnant with C. It is an amazing thing to look back at myself during that time in my life. It's a wonder I could even breathe with all of the anticipation and fear that I was holding inside of me!

Dear Tiny Life,
You are eight weeks old and growing inside of me! Tomorrow daddy and I will be going to the doctor and we will get to see you again. We are praying (along with a lot of other people that love you already) that you are fine and that you are growing right on track. We are so very happy and excited that you will be joining our family. Mommy took FOUR TESTS because she was so shocked to see that positive sign. I was shocked with excitement, for sure. Daddy was speechless when Mommy told him. Then a few minutes later he was whooping and hollering because you will find out that Daddy is not silent very often! We had to tell your Nana and Pappy about your existence while they were on vacation! It was so hard to tell them over the phone, but they were going to be gone for another week and a half and Mommy just could not wait! Nana cried, of course and Pappy was thrilled. We think that it made their vacation even better. When we told your big brothers they were very excited. They automatically thought that you will be a girl, but of course, only time will tell. Mommy and Daddy will be thrilled if you are a boy or a doesn't matter to us.

You will be a hard won baby. Mommy has already had some problems and I'm taking a lot of medicine in order to keep my body healthy. I want to make a good home for you and I will do whatever it takes to make that happen.

For the past two weeks you have been making Mommy feel very sick. It's not your fault, of course, but it's just Mommy's body's way of reminding me that "Yup, I'm pregnant!" This will probably continue for the next month or so and then I really hope that it goes away. The other day Mommy went to the grocery store and couldn't even make it all the way through the store. Last night Mommy had to give up her ticket to watch her FAVORITE basketball team play. Boo. I know that you are worth all of this, though. Mommy and Dadddy love you so much already!

Here is what the world is like during your 8th week:

Main news story - The presidential election. Even though the election won't be until after you are born, right now there are primaries going on. Democrats are Hillary Clinton vs. Barack Obama. Republicans are John McCain vs. Mike Huckabee.

Celebrities in the news (because your Ma loves her some celebrity gossip): Britney Spears is trying to get her life back together. Jennifer Lopez just gave birth to twins. The Jonas Brothers and Hannah Montana (Miley Cyrus) are taking over the world.

Price of a gallon of gas is $3.19

What's cool? "going green", Apple products, Ugg boots, skinny jeans, reality TV (probably not all that cool, but it is popular), little kids love High School Musical, texting, DVR, Starbucks, the internet, Wii, Guitar Hero

The weather here is very cold, dreary, snowy. EVERYONE is ready for spring.

This is a picture of daddy right before we found out we were expecting a boy!!

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

What's in a name?

"In Every Season I know you love me...I know you love go before me, you shield my way...I know you love me." ~At the Cross, Hillsong Live

I thought that "In Every Season" was the pefect title for this blog, which is about my life (and a lot about my son's life). The good, the bad, the sweet, the ugly and everything in between. God is in control of my life and I'm trying to remember that. When my son talks back to me...God is in control. When I realize that I'm 29 and live in my parent's basement...God is in control. When my closest friends move far away...God is in control. When my husband makes me feel like the most wonderful wife in the world...God is in control. When I spend a wonderful day with my precious mother...God is in control. In Every Season he is there leading me. In Every Season I will love my husband, my children, my family, and my friends. Good Seasons and bad. I've had it all. I love life and am determined to fully live each moment no matter the season.