Lately I've been feeling sort of angsty about my life, but this boy, my beautiful boy, is the light that brings me back and reminds me to count my blessings.
Life can't be bad when I get to wake up to his adorable face and his sweet voice. It can't be bad when I can hold him and kiss his soft, chubby cheeks.
Nothing could have prepared me for the immense, overwhelming love I feel for this boy.
The first best picture of my two guys.
(May 26, 2009)
I keep starting posts and deleting them. There's so much going on in my head that I want to write down, but I decided long ago that my blog is not going to be my vent place, because who wants to read that crap? It really is better that some thoughts remain unwritten... or at least unpublished.
Read more...We were lucky enough to get the one beautiful day in the middle of two solid weeks of rain. How appropriate! We had a picnic lunch at the park with my DH and my mom, and I took Andrew on his first carousel ride. He wasn't sure about it at first, but eventually he relaxed and started enjoying it. I love this picture.
His gift from Mommy and Daddy was a super cool Radio Flyer tricycle! I think it'll be a while before he gets the hang of pedalling, but in the meantime he can coast along while we push.
The cake, made by yours truly with love. What else could it be but a dump truck?
This year, he didn't cry during "Happy Birthday." After he and Daddy blew out the candles, he couldn't resist sticking his finger in for an early taste.
He also had a little party at daycare. How freaking cute is this??
In seven, six, five, four...
In just one week, Andrew is going to be TWO!
Tonight while we were sitting at the table eating dinner, I watched my big little boy determinedly spearing pasta with his fork and tried to imagine him at five, still round-cheeked and sweet; at ten, squeaky-voiced and eager to get back to his video games; at sixteen, surly and possibly bearded — his daddy had a beard at that age! ... Okay, I've just decided: if he does turn out to be hairy like his daddy, the rule is going to be that he has to shave at least until he graduates high school.
Don't grow up too fast, my love.
Just because I want to share, here are a couple of pictures from Mother's Day:
On this of all weekends, DS has suddenly started pronouncing "mommy" correctly. Until now it has been more like a slurred "munny," and now it's quite clearly "mommy" with an o and m's. And as much as I adored being called "munny," I am loving "mommy" even more. What a sweet Mother's Day gift from my boy.
Hello again, beautiful May, with your glorious spring days! This month we will celebrate our seventh wedding anniversary and our sweet little boy's second birthday. Who knows what else it might bring?
We had a taste of spring last weekend and again yesterday, and I'm infatuated all over again. Andrew, it seems, loves to be outside now. When we were visiting my mom for Easter he couldn't get enough. I wish we had a backyard for him to play in at home. I'll have to make up for it with frequent trips to the park.
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