Ah, love

I'm getting married.

=]

!!

I never update ever ever.
Family is coming over this weekend!!! I'm so excited.

My son is so wonderful so special so everything and all at once.
I love him. Thank you God.

Not much

I really don't have much to blog about; life, although hectic, is basically the same ins and outs as always. Motherhood always has its blissful moments, but I am too tired to remember what they are right now. My little guy is sleeping peacefully in his crib and I plan to go to sleep myself very soon.

I guess I have just been thankful lately for the many things God has given me that I really don't thank Him enough for. Also for the things that I take for granted that I even have. I have a healthy, smart, wonderful baby boy and that has been the largest blessing in my life. I have a boyfriend that I love very much, even though he drives me nuts! =] I have a loving family and great friends and a multitude of other random things that God has provided me with.

Thank you Lord, for my life.

why my son?

Little Richie, why do you sleep with your head cocked to the side and smushed into the nearest object? Why do you insist on being held so you can insist on being put back down? Why do you poop on almost every outfit I put on you? Why can't you sit still for more than five minutes at a time? Why do you smile in your sleep? Why do you pee in your bathwater? Why is it you enjoy watching tv already? And how is it that you manage to fill my life with such joy and happiness?

Maybe one day, you'll let me know.

Poopy Poo

There are many reasons why I call my son poopy, but the main reason I give him that lovely nickname is because almost everything he has is centered around winnie the pooh. Is crib has pooh sheets, he has a million stuffed pooh's, a bunch of pooh blankets and outfits, and other misc. pooh toys and paraphernalia. Thus, he is my little "pooh-py." Anyway, I'm sure this is all facinating and everything, but apparently some people think it is weird that I call him that. Believe me, I have heard crazier nicknames for children. I mean I have heard it all. Skid muffin, teeny tooter, skunk pants, and on and on it goes. I believe I myself was pumpernickel? Well point is, poopy fits for my little Richard and I plan on calling him that until he realizes what "poopy" is.

Exactly.

Oh what a week thus far...

Lots and lots of running around lately. And yet where did I go? These past couple days have been one giant blur.

I'm sitting amongst a pile of dirty laundry, misc. baby items that need to be put away, and misc. Jessica items that also need to be put away and realize that I have yet to pick up MORE of our stuff from Richie's and put that away as well. All that to say, I'm stressed.

But I found comfort today in little things. My son's bright smile, a hummed tune from my childhood days, an e-mail from an old friend, and a randomly chosen Bible verse: "And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity." 1 Cr. 13:13

Love is great.

Little Richie (aka poopie) and his cousin on their way outside for a walk. They both fell asleep within the first two minutes, but it's the fresh air that counts. I enjoyed a nice walk with Richie's sister Leah at any rate. God, family, and friends is all I need.

I feel good =]

A Post

I don't know why, but it bothers me a whole lot when I don't update this. Not even because my life is important or I have anything that profound to say, but because I just feel like writing and half the time I never do. It's something simple that I want to indulge myself with.

I should be packing right now, but hey I work best under pressure. I'll run around like a mad woman and do it all last minute as usual.

My poopie is gonna be three months old soon and it saddens me. I want to enjoy every second of his life but I feel like I'm gone so often that I miss special moments. Well not exactly; I am always here for those cute milestone moments. I just want to spend every moment talking to him and cuddling him and playing with him...even sleeping with him! I love him so much it's scary =]

He talks so much for his age (as in coos so much for his age of course) and he sucks his tiny little thumb and it all just makes him seem so much older than he actually is. Oh my poopie, may you stay a baby forever and ever, amen.

Don't we all just love that little thumbs up?! Ah my poopie!!!

Anyway, other than being a mommy, not much else is of importance right now. School is, and always will be, just plan old school. It's tough sometimes trying to get everything to balance out, but it is what it is and it must be done.

I need to find some time to read more books.

Everything is different

I've been thinking a lot, changing a lot.
Life is crazy, random, stressful, and hard;
as well as beautiful, special, awesome, and unique.

What other people think about you, is none of your business.

I read that today and got to thinking, so I'll share what I was thinking about in a little bit, when I have more time to form thoughts.

My son is sleeping and boy does he look beautiful.
I love him with all that I have.

La La La

Today is boring, just like every day for the most part. Well I shouldn't say boring really, because I LOVE being with my son. But every day is the same. Taking care of him is very time consuming. And believe me, no complaints here. I'm just saying that what is...is. Haha
He is very advanced for an almost 6 week old. He tries to stand and he grabs things and feels textures and all of that. It's quite fun to watch him look around. Though he'll probably have ADD or something when he gets older. He needs CONSTANT stimulation or he gets bored easily. And sadly, I give in. Pathetic, I know.
His pictures were developed and came in Monday. Scrapbook!
I have to go back to school on the 24th of this month. I'm dreading it like you cannot even imagine. Although I will get out two periods earlier than I usual, it still makes it difficult. One, my lack of sleep will definitely take a toll on my mood throughout the day. Two, I dislike school to begin with so going back after such a long break is going to be hard. And three and most importantly, I WILL MISS MY BABY! I can't even explain to you the amount of tears I will cry the morning I go back, I know it. I love him love him love him. And being without him for an entire six hours or so is going to kill me. I'm praying deep down that the school will blow up or something and we'll have to finish out the year online. As long as no one is hurt of course =]
Anywho, not a lot of profound news to share or anything. Hopefully moving in with Richard soon. I love him and miss him a lot throughout the week. But sadly he's getting his playstation 3 this week, so I dont know how much love will be reciprocated. Ha
Must attend to the unhappy child now.

And for your added viewing pleasure...

I talk like an idiot in these, but I'm sure you understand.

I have been blessed

I know I always promise to update and I never do. How sad.

My handsome man baby boy was born on January 3! Little Richard Allin. 8lbs 6 oz. He only took a lifetime to get here. By the end of December I honestly couldn't take it anymore. But now I kind of miss him being with melike that, though I wouldn't trade having him here for anything in the world.

I wish I could explain the joy he brings me, but I'm sure every parent knows the feeling. Sometimes I feel like he is so much older and wiser than his four weeks and I could talk to him for hours. He is such a blessing in every way and I could not imagine life without him.

And even though the circumstancs in which he was brought into the world are not altogether ideal, I still believe with all my heart that God trusts me with his life and so has blessed me with this healthy child. Richie and I are doing all we can to ensure that our son grows up in a healthy environment where he will learn to love God as we do.

Even though my life has changed, I honestly believe that somehow this was meant to be. I always wanted a huge family and I wanted to start young. And I always wanted to stay home with my family and take care of them. And that is what I will do. Maybe this isn't the way God wanted it to happen, but I still think that my life is where it was meant to go.

Oh the joy of being a mommy =]

There are a million cute pictures on my phone but sadly, my phone will not connect to my computer today :(