Friday, December 20, 2013

being mom

Being mom means that you usually eat dinner once its cold.  And what you eat, usually gets cut in half cause you are the one to share with the little one(s).  Sometimes you forget to eat breakfast/shower/pee cause someone else is a little more demanding than the need to eat/be clean/pee.  The songs that get stuck in your head are songs from Sesame Street, baby einsteins, veggie tales, etc... and you don't even know who the latest popular artists are.  Going somewhere after 8:00 is impossible because thats after/just before bedtime.  And we are never, ever, ever, ever in any of the pictures, cause we are ALWAYS the one taking those pictures.  That being said, I am extremely grateful to my friend Liz for taking pictures of me and Greyson!  I so treasure these sweet pictures!

Obligatory guilty blog post for not posting in so long

I suppose I don't feel a pressing need to post so often because I'm pretty sure that anyone who is reading this, pretty much sees everything big that is announced or posted on facebook.  Most of my favorite pictures that I would post on here, are usually posted on facebook first.  Well, in case theres anyone new...
The year is almost over.  I am still trying to come to terms with the fact that it is 2013... so 2014 is kinda unimaginable for me at this point.  This year, we bought a home, celebrated a first birthday, celebrated family weddings, cheered on first steps, and made lots of new friends!

Now, some cute pictures of Greyson by a christmas tree(thanks molly for having such a cute tree!)

Monday, June 24, 2013

10 things I would tell my 16 year old self

1.  Don't worry so much about boys.  Don't worry about if you're not dating, don't worry about if you are dating.  Boys have nothing to do with your self worth, and in most cases will end up damaging your sense of it rather than lift it up.  Nothing is more important than finding a quality boy, not quantity boys, and making good decisions when that quality boy does come around.

2.  Keep up your good grades.  Apply to more than one college.  It doesnt matter if its near or far, just give yourself options.

3.  Money comes and goes, and most often, it goes when you need it most.  That part time job you have... save ALL your money from that to put towards college.  Books are mighty expensive, and you don't want your only option to be a community college.

4.  If someone offers you a car, and its a stick shift, DO NOT turn it down simply because you don't know how to drive stick shift.  You will learn anyway, and you will kick yourself for not taking a free convertible.

5.  Take a photography class.  You love photography, you have a collection of the magazines, and you have a nice camera.  Why in the world haven't you done it yet?  Do it now while you have the free time.

6.  Keep spending time with all your friends from church.  You will look back with the warmest of memories from those summers together.  Those will be some of the best carefree days ever!

7.  Boys in uniform sure look nice, but don't fall for one.  Seriously.  That has heartbreak written all over it... more than once!  Let me say it again.  Boy in uniform.  BAD.

8.  4 years goes by fast.  Remember that.  Improving your mind is the most important thing you can do.  You may not know what you want to do in life, and going to college for 4 years seems tedious and hard, but you have the brains for it, and you will survive it and not regret it.

9.  Grow up and stop acting so dang spoiled.  Someday you'll have a boyfriend.  Don't expect him to pay all the time.  Pony up, and foot the bill every once in a while!  Be more conscious of other peoples feelings.  You have a lot going on in life, but that's no excuse.  You are very blessed, take a step back and see that.

10.  Don't grow up.  Stop wanting to be 25 and mature already.  These are the days to smile and have fun.  You live at home rent free, you don't have to work, you can see your friends and do pretty much whatever you want.  Use your time wisely and have fun, because these days won't last.  If spending 6 hours a day at school for part of the year, doing your homework, and following you mothers rules are the worst things you can complain about, then you have it made.  Seriously, if only I could have it so good again!  Enjoy being 16 and a teenager!  And again, don't worry about the boys.

Sunday, June 23, 2013

8 months old

Well, there you have it.  Greyson is 8 months old now.  Crap.  Time is not slowing down at all.  He is getting so grown up!  He's well on his way to crawling, though he prefers to stand if you give him the choice.  He'll look at the cat if you say cat or meow, and he throws out the word da da da da da like its candy.  Once, he even looked me right in the eye and said "dada".   Little brat was rubbing it in my face that he hasnt mastered the "M" sound yet.  lol.  I had my first mothers day, and I know every single mother said the same thing, but I am so so so grateful for this little creature that made me a mother.  Its hard to believe and accept the fact that we are now responsible for someone so tiny who looks up to us.  I remember being tiny, and thinking my parents knew everything and could do no wrong.  Looking at it from their point of view, now that I'm in their place, they were just two humans, doing their best, making mistakes like any other human being might.  

Anyway, my point is, I love being a mama, and I love this little child of mine.  When he sleeps, I just want to kiss those little lips, since hes starting to get fed up with kisses now.  Seriously, stop growing up little boy!  And now for the picture overload.  Since I post so many pictures of Greyson, I realized I hardly have any of him and I together.  So, heres a couple.  The first one kinda looks like he's having a jolly good time, but I'll tell you a little secret.  He was actually throwing a fit.  lol.  The second one was us getting a mothers day picture together just in the nick of time.  He was obviously ready for bed, but I couldnt NOT document my first mothers day!

 First time in a swing.  He totally didnt care.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

3 Fears of Mine

I generally think of myself as a pretty fearless person.  Given the opportunity, I can charge into any situation with a "fake it till you make it" attitude.  I could move across the country (and I have) and have to make all new friends without batting an eye.  Start a new job?  I'll wow them.  Experiment in the kitchen?  How bad could it be? Have children?  I was born to be a mother.  Have my mother move down the street from me.... well....yikes.  haha.  But then I look at myself from an outside point of view, and I have some pretty intense (and probably pretty irrational) fears.  So here are 3 legitimate fears that I have, in no particular order.

1)  I fear the death of a beloved pet.  When I was a child, when one of my pets died, s/he got a kings burial.  I wore black for a week, and cried for days on end.  My pets weren't just animals, they were some of my best friends.  As I got older, I don't know if it was a conscious act or not, but we'd end up giving our pets away for one reason or another, before they died.  My bird Tweety was given to my vocal coach.  I think it was cause my cats kept trying to scare it to death.  My dog Zodiac ended up living with my mom when I moved out, and she ended up giving it to a family on a farm when she had to move.  My cat Zoey ran away in the middle of one of my moves.  We have 2 cats now, and the thought of finding one of them lifeless terrifies me.  I don't know how I'll be able to hold it together, and especially if Greyson is older, that's going to be especially important.  And if anyone knows Rob, you know that our kitties are more family than

2)  Sharks.  Not just in deep ocean water, but mid calf ocean water, ankle deep water, lakes, backyard pools, and ANY body of water in the dark.  If I cant touch the ground and I'm swimming, I hear Jaws music.  I panic!  I love to swim, but you won't catch me in a pool by myself, and snorkeling and especially scuba diving is out of the question.  Totally irrational, and I know in my mind it is completely stupid, but there you go.

3)  Ghosts.  I don't even want to talk about it.  The rational part of my mind says that even if a spirit in this world existed, and hey, ya, they probably do, they can't hurt us, and probably aren't even aware of us.  Then theres that dark part of my mind that pictures them watching from a corner of my house with evil eyes.  Just imagining that anything is there and aware of me and may possibly have sinister thoughts, is terrifying.  I have the eeby jeebies now.  This is why I can't watch horror movies.  Now I need to go watch some stupid sitcom to cleanse my mind of this so I can sleep.  lol

So theres a look into my jumbled mixed up head.  3 of my legitimate, though probably irrational fears.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

4 months old

My goodness, time flies by fast!  My baby boy is 4 months old and growing like a weed!  It seems like every day he's learning or doing something new!  Now he's about 4 1/2 months old actually, and the thing he does the most is stick his little tongue out and squeak/squeel.  It is really quite adorable!  He was pretty unbearable for about 4 days... crying constantly, very grumpy, low fever, wanting to nurse all the time, not sleeping very long at all... just being a general stinker butt.  I think he was starting to teethe, and going through a growth spurt at the same time.  Lucky for me, my happy easy going baby came back.  I swear, for those 4 days, he hardly even smiled at me, I coulda swore he didnt like me anymore. =( But now, hes smiling and laughing again!  I missed that so much!

  • He's 15 lb 7 oz, and 24 1/2 inch tall
  • He's starting to put weight on his feet, but still not rolling over
  • He still hates tummy time, but it getting pretty good at sitting up while assisted
  • He loves to be at home.  If we're out and about in the evening, he gets SUPER grumpy
  • Loves everything about his fingers!  Looking at them, sucking on them... scratching mommy and pulling her hair... =/
  • Still loves bath time, sometimes its the only thing that will calm him down
  • This kid loves to be naked!  If we cant settle him down (which isnt often), usually we strip him down, and he's all smiles again... this kid is such a stinker!
  • He thinks the words Poop and Stinky are just so funny!