Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Fridge-a-gator
Fridge-a-gator.....that's where the drinks are Mommy....in the fridge-a-gator.
Don't want to forget that little nugget. :)
Don't want to forget that little nugget. :)
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Being Silly
Monday, May 12, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Mother's Day 2008
It was a great day. The weather was beautiful and my little Ian was awesome. Lots of hugs and kisses for Mother's Day. In addition....a beautiful plaster hand print. Love the "art" projects from school...they are truly the best.
We had a great day at church followed by lunch at my favorite restaurant...Mexicali Border Cafe. Then it was home to take a nap. But....Ian took a power 10 minute nap in the car and that was it. No nap today. We went to the mall later this afternoon and then to Hunter Park. We had so much fun just watching him run around. He loves to swing and daddy loves to push him WAY too high (which scares Mommy).
He didn't go to bed until around 9pm tonight, which surprised me since he didn't take a nap. But he's sleeping soundly now in mommy and daddy's bed. Can't get this little guy to sleep in his own bed. Oh well....he'll grow out of it I suppose.
I'm truly blessed with an amazing son and one more still waiting for his mommy and daddy in Vietnam. I can't wait until next year when I have two little guys giving me hugs and kisses. It just doesn't get much better.
I'll post some pictures later....it's bedtime.
We had a great day at church followed by lunch at my favorite restaurant...Mexicali Border Cafe. Then it was home to take a nap. But....Ian took a power 10 minute nap in the car and that was it. No nap today. We went to the mall later this afternoon and then to Hunter Park. We had so much fun just watching him run around. He loves to swing and daddy loves to push him WAY too high (which scares Mommy).
He didn't go to bed until around 9pm tonight, which surprised me since he didn't take a nap. But he's sleeping soundly now in mommy and daddy's bed. Can't get this little guy to sleep in his own bed. Oh well....he'll grow out of it I suppose.
I'm truly blessed with an amazing son and one more still waiting for his mommy and daddy in Vietnam. I can't wait until next year when I have two little guys giving me hugs and kisses. It just doesn't get much better.
I'll post some pictures later....it's bedtime.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Before I Was A Mom
Before I was a Mom
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put him down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom -
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache,
the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put him down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom -
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache,
the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom
How'd He Know?
The words a mother longs to hear....
"I LOVE YOU MOMMY"
This evening as I was preparing dinner, Ian was patiently waiting at the kitchen table. Out of the blue...."I love you mommy". How'd he know I desperately needed to hear that? I'm truly blessed with the sweetest little guy in the world.
I waited a long time for a child to call my own. God knew the right time and the perfect child.
"I LOVE YOU MOMMY"
This evening as I was preparing dinner, Ian was patiently waiting at the kitchen table. Out of the blue...."I love you mommy". How'd he know I desperately needed to hear that? I'm truly blessed with the sweetest little guy in the world.
I waited a long time for a child to call my own. God knew the right time and the perfect child.
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Thoughtful, cranky, crabby, sweet.....
That described about 2 minutes with Ian today. He was WILD today. He has a bit of a cough and runny nose, so I don't think he's feeling himself.
This child can be the absolute most thoughtful child on the planet from time to time. I had a broken nail yesterday and he was so concerned. "Awwww....I sorry mommy." Kissed my finger and then moved on.
Today...he's been cranky and crabby. No...why....scream...no....why...scream. That's about it.
He had to spend a few minutes in the "thinking chair" tonight and he kept trying to get up so he could come over and "tell mommy sorry."
After a day of ups and downs...he sat on my lap and out of the blue looked up and said "I love you mommy".
All better now :)
One other little tid bit from the day. One of our rules is "no throwing balls in the living room". Charlie threw the baseball (the soft kind) to Ian so he could practice catching it in his glove. Ian said "we're not supposed to throw balls in the living room." So...Mommy had to send Daddy to the "thinking chair". Ian walked him over and proceeded to "talk" to him. After the time out was over....Ian wanted to "talk" to Daddy about what he'd done. He said "Daddy, don't throw things in the living room again, OK?" Charlie and I both just about lost it.
Love me some Ian!
This child can be the absolute most thoughtful child on the planet from time to time. I had a broken nail yesterday and he was so concerned. "Awwww....I sorry mommy." Kissed my finger and then moved on.
Today...he's been cranky and crabby. No...why....scream...no....why...scream. That's about it.
He had to spend a few minutes in the "thinking chair" tonight and he kept trying to get up so he could come over and "tell mommy sorry."
After a day of ups and downs...he sat on my lap and out of the blue looked up and said "I love you mommy".
All better now :)
One other little tid bit from the day. One of our rules is "no throwing balls in the living room". Charlie threw the baseball (the soft kind) to Ian so he could practice catching it in his glove. Ian said "we're not supposed to throw balls in the living room." So...Mommy had to send Daddy to the "thinking chair". Ian walked him over and proceeded to "talk" to him. After the time out was over....Ian wanted to "talk" to Daddy about what he'd done. He said "Daddy, don't throw things in the living room again, OK?" Charlie and I both just about lost it.
Love me some Ian!
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