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I forgot about newborns

Sun T. — Thu, 10 May 2012 15:28:26 +0000

They take a lot of time and care…I have gotten more sleep with this one than I did my son, but that still doesn’t mean that I am not tired. She and I are still negotiating on how nicely she will breastfeed as I get bit at least once every other session.

I also forgot about how many diapers they soil. WOW! I am forever grabbing more diapers. Thank God we have plenty.

As much help as I have here with my son and my husband, I still don’t get to do everything I want or need to do. For instance, I wash my hair about once a week as it’s not the middle of summer and I am not sweating myself to death to warrant doing it more. I JUST got to wash my hair and get it situated 3 weeks after the baby was born. Thankfully, I had washed it the day before she was born, but my hair was ATROCIOUS. Thank God she gave me space and time this morning to do what I had to do. My son made sure to keep an eye one her while she slept in the swing so I could get some relaxation in the shower. Praise God for a son that is responsible and age appropriate to do this for me.

Newborns, man. I love her to bits and pieces. She is the cutest sight you ever did see, other than my son

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Time is flying by

Sun T. — Fri, 04 May 2012 14:07:16 +0000

But yet it is still standing. I keep thinking that my baby has been here longer than she has, thinking that I should be recovered enough by now to get some things done. Unfortunately, I then try to get up from my bed only to have my pelvic bone crack and remind me that it’s only been a short while since the baby came into this world. I try to roll over, only to feel the strain in my abdominal muscles telling me that I still cannot use them to sit myself up. Contracting for 26 weeks will do that to a person.

Otherwise, the baby is thriving so beautifully. She is getting bigger and stronger by the minute, it seems. She has already shown us that she can pretty much stand on her own, crawl, roll over by herself, and give kisses. My children are amazingly gifted from the womb. I give God the glory for that, and take no credit for myself.

baby is here

Sun T. — Sun, 29 Apr 2012 22:17:16 +0000

12 days old now and gorgeous!

Among the treasures

Sun T. — Mon, 02 Apr 2012 02:34:32 +0000

Oh I have to highlight a few things. I was happy to see that I didn’t get any baby hip hop clothes. We can reserve those for when she is older But I did get a hello kitty tutu and the cutest sneakers on the planet. This is going to be the best dressed baby on the planet. You should SEE how many clothing items she got. I won’t have to do her laundry for a year LOL

Silence is golden

Sun T. — Mon, 02 Apr 2012 02:33:33 +0000

You ever just take the time to sit in total silence? Revel in the peace that surrounds you? I miss being able to go to the lake and just surrender my senses to the gorgeous peace that nature brings when you sit and luxuriate in it. I miss being able to just breathe in the sweet country air and breathe out all the stress and anxiety of the day/week/month/life.

That’s why I so jealously guard the peace and silence in my home. We have made it our sanctuary. It’s the place we rejuvenate, relax, recuperate, and just gel as a family. I love the peace and tranquility that comes with us being US. God only could ordain this type of life while on this earth. It never mattered WHERE we lived, only that we were together. Being able to make that bubble of sanctuary wherever we go is a treasured artform, a sweet blessing from the Father. Even if the silence isn’t on the outside, making that silence on the inside is so valuable. Silence IS golden.

Watching tv with my bu

Sun T. — Thu, 29 Mar 2012 03:32:36 +0000

I adore my husband. I wait for the moments when we are able to sit down together and watch our favorite shows and just BREATHE. It’s nice to just hang out with my first baby, my husband. We have a new baby on the way, so these moments are so precious to us even more. Our first born child is independent and goes to bed at a decent time at night. That gives us plenty of time to be able to bask in the relationship that started it all. Praise God for those moments.

The wages of vanity

Sun T. — Fri, 23 Mar 2012 14:13:21 +0000

It’s so funny how this world works. Talking to my friend, I start to understand more and more about what Ecclesiastes says about vanity. People in this world believe in modular vanity. One day something is hot, the next day it’s not. There’s always something new on the horizon. The problem is that no one cares so much about the consistent, constant truths that never change. They can’t be switched out for a new thing, because they are time tested and God proved.

Last trip to NJ till June

Sun T. — Tue, 20 Mar 2012 13:07:53 +0000

We got to see my aunt who I haven’t seen in such a long time. It was a blessing to be able to spend some time with her. She is also my godmother. She came bearing gifts, not that she had to, but she did anyway. She had something for my new baby as well as a gorgeous screaming eagle native decoration to add to my collection.

We saw our friends, who we haven’t seen since around September of last year. It was great to see how much the kids have grown and to be able to hug flesh and blood instead of just talking on text messages.

We also had a great time with my mom and 2 sisters and the 4 kids between them. Finally got to meet my newest nephew on that side and see my godson who I missed the 2nd birthday of because we couldn’t get out of NY. We got to spend nearly the whole entire day together.

We were able to visit with our heart/home church Sunday morning and see people we haven’t seen in YEARS who remember my son from womb to 2 years old.

Main point being we got to see my dear father who will be 80 years old this coming September. I hope and pray he gets to see that birthday and the birth of his newest granddaughter. He is doing okay, but could be better.

I miss my family and friends. Even though I didn’t get to see everyone who I intended to see, it was great to finally see them. I haven’t been with that much of my family since June of last year. I got to see my dad, mom, and baby sister in September of last year when we were in Jersey the last time…but this was so special.

Poor hubby working hard

Sun T. — Thu, 01 Mar 2012 19:15:36 +0000

Always in the market for quality work clothes for my husband, I have been looking at coveralls for men as well as some different shoes. The shoes are harder to find, I think. He goes through those faster than pants. I feel bad that he has to work so hard, but he is a worker. That’s who he is. If he didn’t have a job, he would still be a hard worker doing whatever he could do to continue to support his family. Love him for that and then some.

The music inside him

Sun T. — Fri, 24 Feb 2012 12:49:01 +0000

My dear son is going to be nine years old this weekend! NINE whole years old! I can hardly believe it! If you ever met him, you know that he is just full of music. He dances to the beat of his own drum, literally. I have never seen a person dance as they walk like he does. He just has music all inside of him.

He writes his own songs, beatboxes, and loves to make up his own beats. That’s why I find it so important to keep him interested in learning musical instruments. His favorite, by far, has to be the drums. He will look at the Yamaha Stage Custom w/ Free 6-Pack Vic Firth 5A Sticks! ($87 MSRP) and DROOL over it for hours. We go to the musical instrument store, and he HAS to try out every drum set there. His favorites always seem to be the kind that offer the most room for growth. This particular set is right up his alley. I am sure he would sit there for hours just making the beats in his handsome head come alive.

It is all in his blood, though. His father is a drummer at heart. I was born to a musician and a singer. It’s no wonder that when he walks down the street, you can watch the music come alive in his every step. Buying this set for him would be a dream come true. We would have to live somewhere where the noise wouldn’t bother the neighbors, but it is not out of the realm of possibility. These drums would last him a long time. I am sure that he would probably beat them till they fell apart, which would definitely take a while HAHA. He would still keep them for sentimental reasons, because they would be the first drums he ever had and his parents would have been the ones to give them to him.