Thursday, June 7, 2012

Does anyone still read this? Just checking...

Sunday, October 23, 2011

never say never

Oh tacky baby gym, how we love you. You are such a monstrosity, yet you brighten even our darkest hours. You are the smartest $59.99 we have ever spent. 

Marian Wright Edelman

“Dear Lord, be good to me. The sea is so wide, and my boat is so small."


My L.O. was baptized last month, and it was a special time for our whole family. Not only because it was so symbolic of our belief in raising him up with Christian values, but because it really dawned on me that he can be a light in the world. With teaching him to be a Christ follower, comes the potential that he can lead others the right way. He can be an example of good in the world to those living in darkness. This was the start of his adventure in the Christian faith. I was so proud.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Monday, September 12, 2011

don't have a heart attack

But we're back. I know. I let even more time pass than the last time I apologized for being incognito. I just simply haven't had the time to sit down and actually write a post worth reading in the short time I have "off". It's like when you don't answer the phonecall of someone you know you really need to talk to because it's been so long, but you simply don't have the forty-five minutes you need to REALLY catch them up, so you just don't answer. It's bad I know.

Right now he's asleep in his bouncy chair on the dining room table, so instead of dusting the office, I decided to sit down at the computer instead!

Things are going great! Bear is almost three months old and is the sweetest baby EVER. He sleeps through the night, charms absolute strangers and friends alike, eats like a champ, you name it. He rarely cries unless his hair gets caught in the velcro of his bib, or he's dirty or sleepy. Who can blame him for that?!

We are holding down the fort quite nicely as well. No time for TV or social networking, but fun nonetheless. Keeping up with cleaning and laundry has replaced a morning workout, which is probably not a bad thing. Along with breastfeeding, never sitting down has allowed me to fit into most of my pre-pregnancy clothes! See?...

I also had a birthday!: a wonderful 31st birthday where I did laundry all day while it rained outside and then went on my first outing since Bear's arrival. My sweet momma kept him while we went to Terry's for dinner. We spent most of our romantic dinner looking at pictures of Bear on my phone and talking/reenacting funny things he does. We are such PARENTS! I love it.

Here we are eating out at Bossa Nova. We love going here with Bear because the ladies that work here are so nice and seem to really like him. Even patrons at the restaurant look at him adoringly when we take him out of his seat if he gets restless. No judgement here! Love that! You'd be surprised at the looks you can get from people when you bring your baby with you out to eat. Uh!

My child loves to read! Hallelujah!

This face pretty much sums up the dogs' attitude toward the whole situation.

We'll see you soon~

C, F, and B

Tuesday, July 26, 2011


Yes, we are still alive. I cannot believe it's been nearly one month since my last post. That's just embarrassing.

I will update you on my life: in a nutshell, I am busy. Busy as all get-out. Barron is easy. Yes, that's right. I said it. He gives me no trouble. Now, the house, laundry, dogs, shopping, cleaning...they give me trouble! It is a challenge to keep everything somewhat civilized, and half-way normal for my sweet husband's sake. He works all day, and the last thing he wants to come home to is a dirty house with a strung-out wife looking like who'd-a-thought-it and an unhappy baby that looks just like him! In the words of Truvy Jones, it's a bit like being a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest.

I have always thought of myself as a neat person, but when you have a peanut strapped to your chest (God bless the Balboa baby sling), every room seems to go to hell in a handbasket in a matter of minutes.

This picture is not posed. I really am asleep. Flynn likes to take pictures while we sleep. This one was the least unflattering. When you learn to function on less than six hours, you pretty much fall asleep at any moment you are still for longer than eight minutes.

On average, we try to get to bed around 10. But Barron likes to hang out in our room until he falls asleep. I know, that's not good. But it is so much fun to cuddle him when we smells so fresh from here:

He loves his baths. After his tee-tee healed and his belly-button thing finally fell off, we've been enjoying real baths in the Puj. I highly reccommend it. It's soft and allows water to constantly flow through it so you're not bathing him in dirty water. He likes to "dirty" his water right when he gets into it. I don't mind. xoxo

This is one of the rare moments he was swaddled. And even here you can see he is working his arm out of it. He HATES to be swaddled. Who can blame him. It does seem like it would be uncomfortable, especially in July. We switched to footed pajamas and let him flop freely in his Rock-and-Play. We had to switch him to that since the Nap Nanny was recalled for a child dying while sleeping in it in the crib with rolled up blankets and we were putting Barron in it in his crib with rolled up blankets. !!!! Oops.

See how happy he is? Xoxo. Much better than that old swaddling business. I reccommend the "Rock-and-Play" as well. It is a collapsable hammock thing that you can buckle them into and there is NO POSSIBLE way they can turn over onto their sides or stomachs. SIDS scares the hell out of me. Yes, I said "hell". I use the word "hell" when talking about SIDS. Anyway, the Rock-and-Play is awesome, only when you say it you have to say it in a KISSlike rocker voice.

Throughout the day, he naps on and off, and for some reason, I feel the need to sit and watch him sleep. It's a total waste of time if you consider my to-do list, but I can't help it. I can't believe he's real, and staring at him helps it to sink in. He is beautiful. He is precious. He is mine. I can't believe God has blessed me with this adorable little thing. Just when I thought life coudn't get any better, He goes and does this. That God, he's an alright guy.