The Mothership

So I know it has been awhile, but I've been a little pregnant ok!  I know it's the lamest excuse, but it's the one I'm goin' with!  These past two months have been a bit busy...and it's been unseasonably warm, so we've been outside a lot (meaning I'm exhausted). Since I've last posted, I have: gained an appetite gained some pounds read The Hungar Games, all 3 of them in a 2 1/2 week span had some parties napped made some bowties (that are VERY cute by the way!) read Roadwork to my son at least 3 times a day, probably more gained a better understanding of how much patience my child needs from an adult There is probably more, but I can't remember anything anymore (infact, I have started to post EVERYTHING in my calendar just so I can recall what happened yesterday). Mostly though, I have tried to put all the "stuff" aside and just enjoy being with my son, before his world (and mine) are thrown for a wild ride!  I love him...

HALLELUIAH! My son is able to put himself to sleep at every rest period!  He is now 14 months and just now consistent at nap time.  He has been able to put himself to sleep at night for a while now.  Can I telly you how happy this makes me?!?!?!  (I just did a little dance) This makes me happy for many reasons: I am able to get more accomplished he sleeps better and longer I'm not as frustrated with him if I ever have another child nap time/bedtime will be easier there is hope I love the time we spend in the room together before he lays down to rest.  We walk into his room and he seems to calm quickly.  We do our routine of changing his diaper, putting on his sleep sack, turning on the humidifier/heater, turning on the lullabies, reading one or two books in the rocker, and then (my favorite part) we dim the lights, lay his head on my shoulder and cuddle for a moment while I sing to him.  This almost puts me to sleep and makes me want to stay wi...

As the song from Singing in the Rain plays in the background, I wake to the sound of my sweet little bundle of joy (who is not so little anymore).  I gaze over to the clock in a morning haze and realize it says...6 o'clock! Really!?!?!  This early? Hmmm... maybe I was hearing things.  So, I turn over, pull the covers up, and the crying persists.  I guess it's time to "wakey, wakey". It is so hard sometimes to muster the strength and energy to pull myself out of bed, or to go to him when he's woken too early from a nap.  He should be asleep!  What is this nonsense?  Then I realize he's a person too, and could quite possibly not feel well.  How frustrated would you be if you couldn't convey to a person what was wrong? There is the verse "Children are a gift from the Lord;  They are a reward from Him." Psalm 127:3.  Sometimes, this is very hard to remember.  Like when they've thrown their food/utensils/cups on the ground for the h...

Quiet...:) Quiet...:/ QQUUUUIIIIIEEEEETTTT!!!!!! As soon as you have a child, the meaning of quiet is greatly altered.  The, what you thought were, quietest things seem extremely loud:  the bark of a neighbors dog the sound of the air conditioner/heater kicking on the mailman delivering to the mailbox (which is about 40 feet from our front door) a bird chirping the water running the dishwasher in quiet mode a whisper the garbage collector All these things become something...quite different in a mother's eyes: A LOUD BEAR GROWLING THE SOUND OF A SPACE ROCKET LAUNCHING THE SOUND OF A NASCAR SPEEDWAY A PTERODACTYL SCREECHING FOR ITS PREY NIAGRA FALLS AN INDUSTRIAL WASHING MACHINE ON OVERLOAD SOMEONE YELLING AT A CONCERT THE SOUNDS FROM A SCRAP-METAL YARD I can remember a scenario that ALMOST played out when Luke was only a few month old.  I was up feeding Luke for his nightly feeding.  He ate so peacefully and was pretty much asleep (mind you i...