I love Blogs. I love reading blogs, and I'm constantly checking on those I know watching & waiting for an update. And then after I read each blog, I secretly wish I could write about such things.
Well here I go... again. I once had a blog about daily life, one that I started when Olivia was born to try to keep up with daily things. I failed miserably, so in the end, I deleted it. Now that Jameson is here, my desire for hanging on to such memories any way that I can is back. But hopefully this time, with more will power.
The secret to writing isn't necessarily about the readers, its about the feeling you get once you've accomplished the goal of what you're trying to write. That's the feeling I'm after. So if no one ever reads it & this is almost my secret little diary, great. If it has a follower or two, that's great too.
So about us. Brandon & I will be married for 4 years in July. Wow! To top that, as of March we have been together for 8 years. That's over a third of my life with him, the same guy.. every single day.. every SINGLE day. But in some way, it still feels new, but with a sense of comfort. I still get excited when he takes me somewhere special (although special these days has went from Olive Garden & the movies to Wendy's & a good night's rest). haha! But still, to us its exciting. With two kids in tow, Wendy's is more than appropriate.
Olivia ("Livi" as she is known) just turned two. We have been experiencing terrible-two symptoms for quite some time, but now its out of control. Yes, looking at the positive it makes every day different & full, but there have been days where I sit & stare at the clock in hopes of not losing it before someone, ANYONE, comes home. What is special about Livi is that she is so full of life. She loves to play dress up, feed her stuffed animals/babies (especially her Mickey Mouse Clubhouse characters), and LOVES the park. She runs until she can't possibly go anymore, just as any two year old. She's my special girl because she is so smart. Without being "taught" she has picked up her shapes (come on, how many two year olds do you know that knows the difference between a pentagon & octagon), can sing her ABC's (something we get so sick of hearing sometimes), and can count to 25 & backwards from 5. Her range of vocabulary is remarkable & surprising to even myself sometimes, which is something that comes back to bite her as her backtalk sends me through a time machine of fights we'll be having when she's 16. Livi is our little girl & the Princess of the family, a title she wears proudly.
Jameson is mommy's little boy in every sense of the word. There are days where he wants no one but mom, something that fills my heart now that I see how quickly they really do grow up. He's my little boy that I already spoil more than I should because it was a long process to get him here. Weeks before he was due, tests were showing he wasn't growing. The placenta was not working & he was not gaining the weight like he should. After many, many prayers, the last ultasound was somewhat a gift of God as Jameson showed remarkable growth. After labor, he was finally here.. safe, sound, & healthy. In the aftermath, the umbilical cord broke from the placenta causing problems for myself, but everything turned out fine. Later while talking to the doctor, she explained how thankful we should be that it didn't break while he was in the birth canal (essentially cutting off all oxygen) for the result could have been unimaginable. Again, God stepped in right on time. 2 weeks after birth, he stopped breathing & turned purple due to some milk in his throat (something wedidn't know at the time). After another similar episode, he began to wear his apnea monitor & nothing of the sort has happened again. So Jameson is the little baby that could have had some scary obstacles, but jumped over them all (big thanks to the man "upstairs," of course). 6 weeks later, he is the absolute best baby. He sleeps all the time, especially at night, only cries when he's hungry or wants to be rocked to sleep, & is just "perfect".
Life these days are a sense of mundane, with tiny differences in them. Everyday we get up, get dressed, play, watch tv, eat 3 meals, bath time, bed time, but filled with excitement. Such as yesterday Olivia experienced her first bee sting (bee bite as she calls it). Jameson has began to acknowledge & try to "hit" toys hanging from his bouncer seat. Both (good & bad) are excitement for this stay-at-home mom.
Thanks for checking in. Update expected again soon.. promise! :)
