This Life

I'm so grateful so be able to spend day in and day out with my kids. Some days it wears me out to no end. However, I absolutely love being able to be at home with my babies, while still making some bucks. 

So here I sit, in my kitchen, drinking a home-made cappuccino, listening to Bruno Mars via iTunes and Skull Candy, with the babies happily playing while watching Gnomeo and Juliet (great movie, by the way), while getting ready to tackle some bank-statements...after I finish contemplating how immensely blessed I am. (Yes, I'm bragging.) 

my view

the laptops view

Some days, I can't believe how fortunate I am. 2 amazing babies, a wonderful husband, a cute little house in the mountains filled with everything we could ever need. 

And this husband of mind is such a blessing to me. Not only does he shower me with never-ending love, he also takes every chance he has to bless me in any way he can. We were driving home a couple weeks ago and he asked me what I wanted for my birthday (still several weeks away). I told him I hadn't really thought about it. He paused, then asked me if I'd like to go visit some friends who live in Florida. I had to replay it in my head a few times. Of course, I do! So in 15 days, I'll be on a plane to Sunny Florida for a much needed get away. See what I mean? I told him he's not allowed to get me anything for at least the next year. He laughed at me and walked away. That man! : )

All Boy

This sweet sweet boy of ours brought us to tears over the weekend. We were sitting at Applebee's for lunch, and he didn't NEED a booster seat to reach the table. Jon and I both teared up. I felt my throat clog up a little. The poor waitress had to some back several times before we were ready to place our order. Anyway, this isn't a sad post...at least not all sad. One more tearful bit before we move on...

I'm one of those people who clearance shops 1 season ahead. It's so much cheaper to clothe my little people that way...and they still get to wear top of the line stuff for a fraction of the cost. Anyways...while shopping for Isaiah's summer clothes for next summer, I had to cross the isle to the little boys section. I nearly burst into uncontrollable sobs right then and there.

No booster seat AND shopping in the boy section?? That's too much to take in all at once!! Really! I didn't cry when he turned 1, but me oh my! This reaction to these 'accomplishments' was not expected.

Okay - on to the cuter, happier stuff.

Jon has been out of town quite a bit and, to be honest, it makes me a bit cranky. One night while getting the kids ready for bed Isaiah asked me "Mama, what's wrong?" I told him that I just missed Daddy and that I get lonely. He proceeded to hand me his Mack truck. If you're familiar with Pixar's Cars movie you know who this is. And if you're familiar with Isaiah you know this is his very favorite toy. He told me I could cuddle with Mack tonight so I wouldn't be sad. So so sweet, this little man is.

Now for the funny.

I heard Isaiah crying his poor little heart out. I asked him what happened and he says, quite dramatically, "Sister happened!!" I about fell over laughing...which did not console his heartbreak one bit.

He is also very insistent that I should be careful. No matter what I'm doing, driving, cooking, laundry...doesn't matter, he tells me "Be very careful, Mama!" I was driving the other day, and had to slam on the breaks because someone cut in front of me. He yelled from the back seat "Careful, Mom! We're back here!!" So precious.

He's growing up quicker than I realize, but I'm thoroughly enjoying every minute.

Hard Days

The hard days are few and far between right now. I'm pretty sure I'm just too busy and occupied to have hard days. 

However, today is a hard day. I found a video of you. Deb and I were making fun of you because you were, very carefully, investigating your hands instead of doing homework. You didn't know we were videoing you, but you were pretty mad when you saw that we were. Poor you. You're pretty hilarious when you're mad/embarrassed though. I can hear you now "You guys!! Stop it!!"

I just wanna hug you. I'm past missing you at this point. Missing you doesn't seem to portray the feeling anymore. It's more like a yearning, I think. 

It feels like since I don't feel the hurt for awhile, then it finally presents itself it is all the more intense and well, horrible. It makes my chest ache. 

Regardless, I know this is how it must be for now. That knowledge brings me peace. It doesn't hurt less, but it makes it easier. 

That is all. I love you.