I'm so glad to wake up and it's not yesterday. Today is a new day and I have vowed to make no trips to the mall but rather to enjoy the sunshine and the calm - that doesn't include the $5 race car stroller.
The babe is still fast asleep so I guess that my list should say 3 really good things. It's not that I don't get all tickled when I hear him talking to me from his crib in the morning but for sometime now he hasn't started to stir until well after 8am. This allows me to get up first, drink the coffee I shouldn't be drinking (but I drank it with Brooks and he is perfect unless it involves a rental stroller so I figure coffee is A-okay!), eat a healthy-protein packed breakfast, catch up on the news, have a little quiet time of reading an writing, and today, share good news with my fellow cyber-friends.
First of all, the phone is back home. She was found on the floor of the lingerie section in Nordstrom which happens to be on the 3rd floor of the mall. Trust me, when you are 20 lbs over your normal size - you go NOWHERE near the lingerie section so I am truly puzzled by this location. I wish she could talk and tell me of her adventures because I am sure it was interesting. Brad says the Comcast guy stole the phone and placed it on the 3rd floor because any time i can't find something I blame it on the Comcast man who comes into my house to fix tv's and internets but takes items and hides them in weird places in my house just to drive me crazy!!! {Note: there is no proof that he has actually done this but mysteriously whenever I can't find something it happens to be the day the tv repair man came to our door....just sayin...}
After several hours of hopelessness and growing frustration Brad came home and gave me his phone so I could make some calls and start my investigation. I called mall security, guest services, Baby Gap 3 times {to which they kindly asked me not to call and that they would call me if it is located though I just swore the phone was left there}, the food court, and I called the actual phone umpteen times just to annoy whoever had it in there possession. Finally 6 hours after it's leave of absence a sweet lady {life-saver} answered the phone peculiarly and asked me why I was calling a phone that was on the floor in the lingerie department? I screamed. brad and I embraced and we raced to the mall for the 3rd time to collect the pesky little thing. So, mission accomplished. I have no excuses for unreturned calls and texts now - I am mobile again! {Admittedly, the quiet was very nice if only I had known that ultimately I would get the phone back.}
Second, Mochi has also been located. Thank you to my culinary queen of a friend, Hannah. She happened to see various packages of unbaked mochi at our local Whole Foods. I didn't fully believe her at first (sorry Hannah) because I had called WF twice already and had the sales clerk and their buyer walk up and down the aisles and confirm that there was nothing of the sort anywhere in the store. But Sunday on my way home from my splendid trip to Charleston, I stopped in the store just to take a quick look and yes, folks, it is true. There is a slab of unbaked mochi in a package and though it doesn't exactly resemble my precious little bits of joy I think once it is baked and cut into pieces I will have myself my mochi - at last! I did tell Brad that my 3rd trimester I am planning to eliminate the excess of sugar that has been entering my body for 25 weeks EXCEPT for frozen yogurt, mochi, and very special occasions (which will probably come down to - "I WANT cookies Brad! This is a special occasion. It's Tuesday and it's is special - dang it. Get me some chocolate!") I'll let you know how my first baking of Japanese goods goes later today. I feel so authentic, so wordly, so well-travelled, so happy! Thank you, sweet Hannah, for helping your crazy pregnant friend in a huge way.
Hmmm.....just a thought.....maybe Mochi would be a great {fitting} middle name for Dos-Bingo? It could grow on me.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
I need to whine. Or smoke pot.
I have never done either but a morning like today affords me the right to both. I'll refrain from the latter so I never have to tell my kids that I have actually tried it before. So, here is a little justified whine.
And to think - 3 hours ago this was going to be a beautiful post about a beautiful weekend away by myself. My how one year olds change things! We'll go backwards in order of events just for fun.
Brooks is currently bloody-murder screaming in his crib even though A) his dad says he didn't cry one tear the whole weekend he had him while I was away and B) he was literally giggling as I tickled his feet with his eyes closed on the way from our disastrous date in hopes to drift off to a nap. Why why why, Mr. B? You are exhausted. Your mama is exhausted. Just give in to the good feelings and go-to-sleep!
Before the screaming came the stinky-stinky diaper that the child had crawled in for too long because the nursery accidentally used Brooks' diapers on other kids thus leaving us with ZERO. {So, Brooks is cut a little slack for the following behavioral mishaps.}
We left our terrible-awful date at the mall and had to drive around the parking lot 3 times and re-enter the mall twice in search of my phone. No luck so on top of this horrendous morning - I am phoneless. Normally I would care more but I right now I just don't.
Prior to realizing my phone was wondering about Perimeter mall Brooks had an all out on the ground kicking his feet screaming fit in baby gap because he wanted to crawl around (in his poopy diaper) rather than let his 6 month pregnant mother hold him or ride in the $5 stroller that you will soon learn about. This was the kind where everyone watches and then thinks they should give you advise on how to handle your screaming baby. Thank you, crowd.
But before we even got to baby Gap for some much needed pajamas for the ever-growing child we had to purchase the $5 stroller/race car because mom forgot the stroller. Who carries cash these days? Not I. So we walk all around the mall trying to find an ATM - only to find two that were broken. After 40 minutes of carrying the bowling ball - to which I should have just continued to do - we find the one working atm and we are so graciously charged $6 just to take the $20 out in order to buy the $5 stroller that Brooks sat in for 4 minutes. This is the same stroller that at first glanced thrilled the little man but within only a few minutes of "racing" through the mall - he didn't want to have anything to do with it and went into screaming/kicking fit numero uno.
Numero dos came at chick fil a as we tried to gather our marbles. The usually good eater didn't want cheese, yogurt, chicken nuggets, fries, ice-cream, fries dipped in honey....you name it - he wanted to crawl around the food court and push the $5 race car - not ride in it and certainly not eat.
There's more to whine about including but not limited to
-Brooks pushing the cup of ice-cream (aka-bribery) into the diaper bag. Thank you.
-ripping down an entire row of baby onsie's in the Gap while mom wasn't watching
-Dropping an entire sweet tea down my front side as I tried to hold the bowling ball and his luggage and search for the stupid ATM all to drive the stupid car
-And now - a baby who despite being so tired is not asleep whatsoever AND a missing phone.
I quit. My weekend was AMAZING and I drove the 5 hours home from Charleston thinking about wonderful things including how great and patient of a mom I would be when I got to get home to my little guy. I decided that 24 hours away - all to myself - with some of my favorite girls was just what the doctor had ordered. I was even so excited about our "date" to the mall today to stay out of the rain. And I even thought forgetting the stroller wasn't the end of the world because I had the patience of Job and an angel for a child.
I've been fooled. Even a weekend away doesn't make my day job any easier! But I will say I handled all this with a little grace up until now so thank you for letting me whine. And would someone please call my phone and let me know where it might have run off to? I guess I should have stopped the tazmanian devil known as my offspring from throwing the phone across Gap but it was keeping him quiet and now I am paying for being a push over. I'm done today and done whining. Check back tomorrow for a more enjoyable post that might bring joy and enlightenment to your day rather than a bunch of whining!
And to think - 3 hours ago this was going to be a beautiful post about a beautiful weekend away by myself. My how one year olds change things! We'll go backwards in order of events just for fun.
Brooks is currently bloody-murder screaming in his crib even though A) his dad says he didn't cry one tear the whole weekend he had him while I was away and B) he was literally giggling as I tickled his feet with his eyes closed on the way from our disastrous date in hopes to drift off to a nap. Why why why, Mr. B? You are exhausted. Your mama is exhausted. Just give in to the good feelings and go-to-sleep!
Before the screaming came the stinky-stinky diaper that the child had crawled in for too long because the nursery accidentally used Brooks' diapers on other kids thus leaving us with ZERO. {So, Brooks is cut a little slack for the following behavioral mishaps.}
We left our terrible-awful date at the mall and had to drive around the parking lot 3 times and re-enter the mall twice in search of my phone. No luck so on top of this horrendous morning - I am phoneless. Normally I would care more but I right now I just don't.
Prior to realizing my phone was wondering about Perimeter mall Brooks had an all out on the ground kicking his feet screaming fit in baby gap because he wanted to crawl around (in his poopy diaper) rather than let his 6 month pregnant mother hold him or ride in the $5 stroller that you will soon learn about. This was the kind where everyone watches and then thinks they should give you advise on how to handle your screaming baby. Thank you, crowd.
But before we even got to baby Gap for some much needed pajamas for the ever-growing child we had to purchase the $5 stroller/race car because mom forgot the stroller. Who carries cash these days? Not I. So we walk all around the mall trying to find an ATM - only to find two that were broken. After 40 minutes of carrying the bowling ball - to which I should have just continued to do - we find the one working atm and we are so graciously charged $6 just to take the $20 out in order to buy the $5 stroller that Brooks sat in for 4 minutes. This is the same stroller that at first glanced thrilled the little man but within only a few minutes of "racing" through the mall - he didn't want to have anything to do with it and went into screaming/kicking fit numero uno.
Numero dos came at chick fil a as we tried to gather our marbles. The usually good eater didn't want cheese, yogurt, chicken nuggets, fries, ice-cream, fries dipped in honey....you name it - he wanted to crawl around the food court and push the $5 race car - not ride in it and certainly not eat.
There's more to whine about including but not limited to
-Brooks pushing the cup of ice-cream (aka-bribery) into the diaper bag. Thank you.
-ripping down an entire row of baby onsie's in the Gap while mom wasn't watching
-Dropping an entire sweet tea down my front side as I tried to hold the bowling ball and his luggage and search for the stupid ATM all to drive the stupid car
-And now - a baby who despite being so tired is not asleep whatsoever AND a missing phone.
I quit. My weekend was AMAZING and I drove the 5 hours home from Charleston thinking about wonderful things including how great and patient of a mom I would be when I got to get home to my little guy. I decided that 24 hours away - all to myself - with some of my favorite girls was just what the doctor had ordered. I was even so excited about our "date" to the mall today to stay out of the rain. And I even thought forgetting the stroller wasn't the end of the world because I had the patience of Job and an angel for a child.
I've been fooled. Even a weekend away doesn't make my day job any easier! But I will say I handled all this with a little grace up until now so thank you for letting me whine. And would someone please call my phone and let me know where it might have run off to? I guess I should have stopped the tazmanian devil known as my offspring from throwing the phone across Gap but it was keeping him quiet and now I am paying for being a push over. I'm done today and done whining. Check back tomorrow for a more enjoyable post that might bring joy and enlightenment to your day rather than a bunch of whining!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Dos-Bingo
Hello nameless child. We do love you. We just can't name you. Nothing seems perfect enough for our second little man.
You see, we put a whole bunch of energy and effort in naming your older brother who just happened to arrive only about a year before you and to be honest - we have no "back-up" name of his that is just right for you and our list of names has been slashed as we have since found reasons that are probably reasons to no one else to eliminate some of our once favorite names.
We talk about your name alot...almost too much. When ever we are driving down the road we ask Brooks if he likes "Peachtree or Piedmont or Haven as a name?" (Get it - Brooks and Haven??) Last week someone jokingly told me we should name this bundle of happiness "Dunn." I didn't think twice about it and then woke up with sweats having a horrific nightmare that my children were Brooks & Dunn!
Then last night we went on a much-needed adult only date (thanks to Nise!) and we talked the whole time about what we would call you because Bingo just wasn't working anymore....a little too impersonal. Your dad even pulled out his first love, the iphone, and thought surely there was an "app for that." Meaning an app to name our unborn child. We resolved to looking through lists on the internet - the source of all knowledge and power- when we got home. Our first list was the biblical name list and what do you know - they would like us to name you Amos! For reasons you'll soon learn, we passed on that name as well as Judas and Nehemiah. Then we started thinking through our family and while there are a few names that we do love for you or a sibling down the way - nothing seems to be just right. Plus, you will also learn, there are some funny names on both sides of your family and though the name "August" may have been perfect for your late late ancestor - you are set to be born in August and we didn't want people asking if you were conceived in August and if your middle name was Starry Starry night or something. People are crazy these days! Your doctor who will hopefully deliver you told me the other day of a baby she just delivered given then large name of Armageddon. Nice for others but I don't want you to remind everyone of the end times - but rather the happy times.
Since we spent our whole date deliberating over your name i went to bed with names running all through my mind. I've concluded that we will no longer talk names at night because I spent the whole night half awake picturing you as the names that came to my head. I finally fell asleep calling you Chapman and I don't know where in the world that came from!!!
So please little man, forgive us for not calling you by name yet. We think about you often. Your brother kicks you ferociously when I am changing his diaper - he is just ready for you to wake up already and join the party! if there is a perfect name for you that we haven't mentioned please send us a sign! We are praying over this most-important decision because we know your name will be the one thing that will always follow you. For now, Dos-Bingo, we love you and we are getting excited about you joining our family. And don't feel too bad - we didn't decide on your brothers name until 10 minutes after he had entered the world and he is doing just fine!
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Readers: suggestions welcome but unfortunately - NO MORE "B" names! I know, sad but true. The hard part is most of the names we like best are just that - a lovely "B" name!
You see, we put a whole bunch of energy and effort in naming your older brother who just happened to arrive only about a year before you and to be honest - we have no "back-up" name of his that is just right for you and our list of names has been slashed as we have since found reasons that are probably reasons to no one else to eliminate some of our once favorite names.
We talk about your name alot...almost too much. When ever we are driving down the road we ask Brooks if he likes "Peachtree or Piedmont or Haven as a name?" (Get it - Brooks and Haven??) Last week someone jokingly told me we should name this bundle of happiness "Dunn." I didn't think twice about it and then woke up with sweats having a horrific nightmare that my children were Brooks & Dunn!
Then last night we went on a much-needed adult only date (thanks to Nise!) and we talked the whole time about what we would call you because Bingo just wasn't working anymore....a little too impersonal. Your dad even pulled out his first love, the iphone, and thought surely there was an "app for that." Meaning an app to name our unborn child. We resolved to looking through lists on the internet - the source of all knowledge and power- when we got home. Our first list was the biblical name list and what do you know - they would like us to name you Amos! For reasons you'll soon learn, we passed on that name as well as Judas and Nehemiah. Then we started thinking through our family and while there are a few names that we do love for you or a sibling down the way - nothing seems to be just right. Plus, you will also learn, there are some funny names on both sides of your family and though the name "August" may have been perfect for your late late ancestor - you are set to be born in August and we didn't want people asking if you were conceived in August and if your middle name was Starry Starry night or something. People are crazy these days! Your doctor who will hopefully deliver you told me the other day of a baby she just delivered given then large name of Armageddon. Nice for others but I don't want you to remind everyone of the end times - but rather the happy times.
Since we spent our whole date deliberating over your name i went to bed with names running all through my mind. I've concluded that we will no longer talk names at night because I spent the whole night half awake picturing you as the names that came to my head. I finally fell asleep calling you Chapman and I don't know where in the world that came from!!!
So please little man, forgive us for not calling you by name yet. We think about you often. Your brother kicks you ferociously when I am changing his diaper - he is just ready for you to wake up already and join the party! if there is a perfect name for you that we haven't mentioned please send us a sign! We are praying over this most-important decision because we know your name will be the one thing that will always follow you. For now, Dos-Bingo, we love you and we are getting excited about you joining our family. And don't feel too bad - we didn't decide on your brothers name until 10 minutes after he had entered the world and he is doing just fine!
______
Readers: suggestions welcome but unfortunately - NO MORE "B" names! I know, sad but true. The hard part is most of the names we like best are just that - a lovely "B" name!
Monday, April 26, 2010
Just growin up...that's all.
Added to my resume this past month:
- I "Throw" things - though that usually means it just falls back behind my head but I love to throw something across the room and chase it for-e-ver!
- I'm too interested in crawling and walking along furniture to want my bottle before bedtime. That means I will only drink a bottle twice a day. My mom hates this because she loves to kiss my cheeks and snuggle at night while I usually drink my last bottle!
-My teeth FINALLY came through! I have two beauties on the bottom.
-I always have a finger in my mouth.
-I like to say really advanced words like "ba" for ball or bottle and "da" for everything else including dogs, dads, lights, planes, food, bananas, my mom and anything else that makes me happy.
-I have taken a few steps on my own but my mom still thinks it'll be a few months before I take off. I'll show her!
- I love zucchini. Y'all.....have you ever had grilled zucchini? Holy Moly....I love it!
-I am enjoying the nursery at mom and dad's gym a little more. I have started to explore all the fun toys rather than sit at the babysitters feet. I'm coming out of my shell mom, don't you worry.
-I love to push my shopping cart or a plastic car around in circles over and over and over and over again.
-Dancing is my favorite thing to do when I am in my stroller or before bath time. My mom always said I would come out dancing since she was always bouncing around when I was growing.
-I am counting down the days until my first birthday and loving every kiss and smile I get from any of my admirers. Life is good, folks, I can't complain!
-I'm tired of being compared to a sheep!
- I "Throw" things - though that usually means it just falls back behind my head but I love to throw something across the room and chase it for-e-ver!
- I'm too interested in crawling and walking along furniture to want my bottle before bedtime. That means I will only drink a bottle twice a day. My mom hates this because she loves to kiss my cheeks and snuggle at night while I usually drink my last bottle!
-My teeth FINALLY came through! I have two beauties on the bottom.
-I always have a finger in my mouth.
-I like to say really advanced words like "ba" for ball or bottle and "da" for everything else including dogs, dads, lights, planes, food, bananas, my mom and anything else that makes me happy.
-I have taken a few steps on my own but my mom still thinks it'll be a few months before I take off. I'll show her!
- I love zucchini. Y'all.....have you ever had grilled zucchini? Holy Moly....I love it!
-I am enjoying the nursery at mom and dad's gym a little more. I have started to explore all the fun toys rather than sit at the babysitters feet. I'm coming out of my shell mom, don't you worry.
-I love to push my shopping cart or a plastic car around in circles over and over and over and over again.
-Dancing is my favorite thing to do when I am in my stroller or before bath time. My mom always said I would come out dancing since she was always bouncing around when I was growing.
-I am counting down the days until my first birthday and loving every kiss and smile I get from any of my admirers. Life is good, folks, I can't complain!
-I'm tired of being compared to a sheep!
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Babies play and mommies play, too!
Brooks is becoming quite attached to our Friday play group in the neighborhood. He absolutely wears himself out and leaves no corner or drawer of someone else's house unexplored. I love it because I get to catch up with other moms and talk about mindless things and Brooks loves it because he gets to play and flirt sometimes. He has taken to his friend, Karcyn, and he loved seeing her house last Friday. The week before he was the only boy among a sea of beautiful women but he handled himself quite well.
We did lots of play time this weekend, too, including 3 trips to the park and many circles around the deck with his shopping cart! The little guy is not so little anymore.....11 months and counting down to his first birthday. I wish I could write a sappy blog about my affection for this little man but I wouldn't know where to begin and end. I am so thankful for these days with just Brooks and Brad and Amos. I know a family of 4 has so many fun things to follow but for now we are loving keeping the big man out past bed time just so we can soak up his smile and belly giggle a little longer. Thank you, God, for the blessing of a child. I never ever understood how love can grow to be so big but getting to watch this little person grow everyday is such a joy and true blessing! Okay, more cheese coming this month I am sure as we recall this time last year when everything changed - for the better.
How cute is Molly Anne? So contemplative here.
Yes, Karcyn, I like you and your toys! You have a cool shopping cart!
This picture is just funny to me. Molly Ann is confused, Karcyn is ready for everyone to go home, Brooks continues to throw things even if it is picture time - thanks to Nise, Jack is sleepy and ready for a nap and John Quincy caught something good on the tv for a moment. Oh babies!
How funny is Caroline, always smiling for the camera!
Dad is so proud of the manly scrape on my knee!
And on more adult notes - Brad and I went to a birthday party for one of my favorite people on Saturday night. We had a babysitter and wore clothes other than work out clothes and we felt quite amazing to be honest. This party took place on the prettiest lot in Atlanta - I promise...overlooking the river, high above the city as if we were in the mountains. I loved actually showering before this outing and talking adult talk for an entire evening. These are some of my favorite girls below and girls that have walked with me through many stages of life. What a joy, too! Just think girls....it may be our 50th and we are all recalling those early days when we were just having kids! I just hope I look like the birthday girl when I am 50 - amazing! Anywho, we loved the thunderstorms this weekend, the mild temperatures, our 3 trips to the park, some fun tennis, a long work out on Saturday, and time seeing Nise for dinner. We also loved our walks at the river and enjoying some down time while Brooks napped (for what seemed like FOREVER! Why does that always happen when Brad is home but NEVER during the week?)
Three boys due all within 10 days of each other! Crazy! I am so glad to have some friends to be pregnant with this summer!
Check out the birthday girl in the middle. If 50 looks this good I am ready! What a fun night out with friends.
We hope your weekend was just as enjoyable and relaxing!
Oh, and you must say a birthday wish for my brother, Dr. Matt, who turned 27 today! He has been working like crazy in his residency program in Greenville, SC while enjoying any down time with his new wife! I just love this guy and I am so thankful for a brother and now a dear friend - it probably took us some years but I have loved watching the Lord spell out His specific plans for Dr. Matt. He is tender and strong all at the same time and he has the best view on life! We hope you had a wonderful birthday, Uncle Matt! We wish we were with you to celebrate! Brooks sends a slobbery kiss! (I don't know that he even knows about this blog thing but you can still send a birthday wish his way!)
We did lots of play time this weekend, too, including 3 trips to the park and many circles around the deck with his shopping cart! The little guy is not so little anymore.....11 months and counting down to his first birthday. I wish I could write a sappy blog about my affection for this little man but I wouldn't know where to begin and end. I am so thankful for these days with just Brooks and Brad and Amos. I know a family of 4 has so many fun things to follow but for now we are loving keeping the big man out past bed time just so we can soak up his smile and belly giggle a little longer. Thank you, God, for the blessing of a child. I never ever understood how love can grow to be so big but getting to watch this little person grow everyday is such a joy and true blessing! Okay, more cheese coming this month I am sure as we recall this time last year when everything changed - for the better.
How cute is Molly Anne? So contemplative here. 
Yes, Karcyn, I like you and your toys! You have a cool shopping cart! 
This picture is just funny to me. Molly Ann is confused, Karcyn is ready for everyone to go home, Brooks continues to throw things even if it is picture time - thanks to Nise, Jack is sleepy and ready for a nap and John Quincy caught something good on the tv for a moment. Oh babies!
How funny is Caroline, always smiling for the camera!
Dad is so proud of the manly scrape on my knee!And on more adult notes - Brad and I went to a birthday party for one of my favorite people on Saturday night. We had a babysitter and wore clothes other than work out clothes and we felt quite amazing to be honest. This party took place on the prettiest lot in Atlanta - I promise...overlooking the river, high above the city as if we were in the mountains. I loved actually showering before this outing and talking adult talk for an entire evening. These are some of my favorite girls below and girls that have walked with me through many stages of life. What a joy, too! Just think girls....it may be our 50th and we are all recalling those early days when we were just having kids! I just hope I look like the birthday girl when I am 50 - amazing! Anywho, we loved the thunderstorms this weekend, the mild temperatures, our 3 trips to the park, some fun tennis, a long work out on Saturday, and time seeing Nise for dinner. We also loved our walks at the river and enjoying some down time while Brooks napped (for what seemed like FOREVER! Why does that always happen when Brad is home but NEVER during the week?)
Three boys due all within 10 days of each other! Crazy! I am so glad to have some friends to be pregnant with this summer!
Check out the birthday girl in the middle. If 50 looks this good I am ready! What a fun night out with friends.
We hope your weekend was just as enjoyable and relaxing!
Oh, and you must say a birthday wish for my brother, Dr. Matt, who turned 27 today! He has been working like crazy in his residency program in Greenville, SC while enjoying any down time with his new wife! I just love this guy and I am so thankful for a brother and now a dear friend - it probably took us some years but I have loved watching the Lord spell out His specific plans for Dr. Matt. He is tender and strong all at the same time and he has the best view on life! We hope you had a wonderful birthday, Uncle Matt! We wish we were with you to celebrate! Brooks sends a slobbery kiss! (I don't know that he even knows about this blog thing but you can still send a birthday wish his way!)
Friday, April 23, 2010
Little Man with Grandma-Nise
Grandma-Nise came to play (set Brooks straight as I called it) on Wednesday while Baby Dos/Bingo/The UnNamed Child and I had a date at the doctor. The doctor says this little one is just that - little. Well, not in a bad way but I told her about the fun I had in delivery with a big baby with a big head and she said I should be happy to know that this little guy seemed to be quite average with a narrow head. I was very happy with this report and then she had to slap me with the hospital admittance papers and ask me my questions about labor and I had a mild panic attack realizing that this baby actually has to come out one day pretty soon. Sooner than my just-delivered-a-baby-body would like to admit. Though it seems hard for my husband to believe but I am just now accepting the fact that we are actually expecting a child again and I just wasn't ready Wednesday to accept that the baby would need to come out of me at some point. Brad has asked that he could "pop" (his words) out when he is about 10 months old - I'll ask him, honey, I will for you. I like husbands thinking but I also know once our uncrawling, unwalking, unactive infant comes into this world we will both be so smitten with the new guy - the same way we were with the now big guy.
Anyway, I am a little more calm now and have resolved to live as I know best - hour by hour. I can't get overwhelmed thinking about the amount of love it will take to raise two boys or thinking that one day these two will love another girl and move off and leave me. I have to live hour by hour and focus on the needs of each hour. This hour Brooks is needing his waffle and banana and that is all I need to do. I can do that.
Nise, set the boy straight!
Note his "boy"clothes. "Big" otherwise known as my dad demanded to see Brooks in "boy" clothes rather than a bubble - otherwise known as a dress to him. Brooks says he'd look cute in a tu-tu so leave him alone!
Now I am ready for my South Georgia grandparents to come teach me how to be a man next month!
Anyway, I am a little more calm now and have resolved to live as I know best - hour by hour. I can't get overwhelmed thinking about the amount of love it will take to raise two boys or thinking that one day these two will love another girl and move off and leave me. I have to live hour by hour and focus on the needs of each hour. This hour Brooks is needing his waffle and banana and that is all I need to do. I can do that.
Nise, set the boy straight!
Note his "boy"clothes. "Big" otherwise known as my dad demanded to see Brooks in "boy" clothes rather than a bubble - otherwise known as a dress to him. Brooks says he'd look cute in a tu-tu so leave him alone!
Now I am ready for my South Georgia grandparents to come teach me how to be a man next month!
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