It's like magic in the sky

I love fireworks, in fact, love doesn't even cover it. There is just something so magical about the dark night sky being illuminated with pyrotechnics. I was a little nervous this year because I know that little man is super sensitive with loud noises. He freaks. My husbands laugh, the dogs barking, my sneezing, they all just scare the crap out of him. I'm sure that eventually his sensitivity to sound will get better, but for now, I really do try to keep things calm and quiet. I just figured that this year fireworks were out. I was okay with it, but then at a last change of plans we decided that if it got too loud for him, we could go sit in the car and he would be alright. So we drove over to our normal spot and it was BOMBARDED with people. There were cars lining the shoulder, the median, trucks pulled up on the curb. The parking lots were all packed and the sky was getting darker and darker. I was sure that we were going to be stuck watching the fireworks from the car while driving . . . we finally found a place to pull over and park where we were able to get a pretty good view.  and low and behold... little man LOVED IT . . .I am so sad that I didn't bring the camera to document the moment, a moment that I know will never come again. He watched in amazement as the sky lit up in a rainbow of colors. He loved the different shapes, colors, and just all around everything about it. I am so glad that we didn't miss that moment, and that I was able to share in one of many firsts.

Adios Mis Amigos,

Happy 4th of July Folks

We have had a crazy busy weekend here at the Baby Maker's Casa. . .but I didn't want today to pass without doing a little "I LOVE MY COUNTRY" post . . . my family comes from a long line of Navy Folks, but beyond that we are just really proud of all the men and woman that serve to fight and protect our freedom.

Praying that everyone has an amazing fun and safe holiday .... Love this song and thought... what better then for today :o)

(The Angry American)

American girls and American guys, will always stand up and salute.
We'll always recognize, when we see ol' glory flying,
There's a lot of men dead,
So we can sleep in peace at night when we lay down our heads.
My daddy served in the army where he lost his right eye,
But he flew a flag out in our yard 'til the day that he died.
He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister and me.
To grow up and live happy in the land of the free.

Now this nation that I love is fallin' under attack.
A mighty sucker-punch came flying in from somewhere in the back.
Soon as we could see clearly through our big black eye,
Man, we lit up your world like the fourth of July.

Hey, Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list,
And the Statue of Liberty started shaking her fist.
And the eagle will fly and it's gonna be hell,
When you hear Mother Freedom start ringing her bell.
And it'll feel like the whole wide world is raining down on you.
Ah, brought to you, courtesy of the red, white and blue.

Oh, justice will be served and the battle will rage:
This big dog will fight when you rattle his cage.
An' you'll be sorry that you messed with the U.S. of A.
'Cos we'll put a boot in your ass, it's the American way.
 

Adios Mis Amigos,

Goodness abounds

There is something about rainy days that turn me into this crazy introvert. I like to curl up on the couch, window curtains drawn wide open and watch the sights and sounds outside. The rain pouring down sends me into such a spirit of calm. Yes this typically induces a state of coma and lots of couch side naps... but now that I'm a mom, little man is not quite on board with my sleeping the day away quite yet, so he and I have been doing lots of snuggling. I held him a little longer before nap, snuggled him more throughout the day and just soaked up every ounce of his babyness.(yes it's a word, the state of being a baby of course)

I sat in our bedroom rocking this little guy and I am brought to tears with the amazing blessing that this child has been. And to think I almost missed out on the greatest joy my life has ever known, because I didn't want to have a child. I know that God brought him into my life for moments like these. Moments that teach me to be still and Know that He is God. This little amazing miracle makes me want to be the best mommy possible.

And it got me thinking, how many times do I let other people's opinions into my head. How often does it create self doubt and insecurities. Here's the thing . . . I love my son more then words, I am doing everything within my power to make his life the best it can possibly be. 

Sure I'm "that mom" that still has him sleeping next to me (in a co-sleeper not in my bed, I do have some willpower) despite the fact that he has been sleeping 12+ hours a night for months. Sure there are some that say he needs to be in his own room, in his crib, mainly just out of our room. But I just sleep better (when I'm able to sleep at all) knowing that he is there next to me. I am the one that freaks about leaving him for more then a few hours despite the fact that I know in my head he'll be completely fine. Yes, I need "me time" and I do get it, but I'm really just happiest when he is with me. I don't enjoy being away from him. If it were up to me I would take him everywhere. And I'm also 100% okay skipping out on things that he can't do yet. I have spent the past 26 years doing what I wanted to do. . . I'm okay with taking a year or two off from things.  Yes I'm "that mom" that would rather wear him in a baby sling to a crowded busy farmer's market then leave him at home. If I have a choice between going to the movies with friends, and leaving him at home or staying at home with him.... I would just rather stay home with him. I don't feel like I'm missing out on anything.

Here's my thoughts, he is only going to be in this phase of life for such a short amount of time, why rush it. There is going to come a time when he doesn't want to be held. When he no longer wants to be rocked to sleep. When he thinks I'm retarded and wouldn't be caught dead hanging out with me. Why rush it.  I'm not worried about him learning to hold his own bottle, he'll get around to it. I'm not rushing to start feeding him fruits and veggies, he'll get there. I'm cherishing the moments of stillness and am not really pushing him to be crawling or rolling over. Sure I want him to be healthy, I know how important landmarks are. He has tummy time, and we do our little exercises, I guess what I'm trying to say is I'm just not forcing it. So what if every other 5 month old is rolling over ... sitting on their own... eating fruits and veggies.... our little man just isn't ready and that is okay :o)   I have just seen so many people rushing these moments and I don't want to be one. I want to cherish every second.

That is my rainy day rant for today . . . thanks for humoring me :o)

Adios Mis Amigos,

Day 7: It's always okay to ask for help

Sometimes life is going to be too much. There are going to be things that come and go and things that sit and stay a while. Your mom has always been one to just do things. If I needed something done, I'd do it myself. No matter how much I could have used assistance. It's really hard for me to go to people and ask for help. It's almost impossible for me to admit that I can't do something. I don't know what it is, I just don't like doing it. It makes me feel like I failed. What I'm realizing is that God has placed amazing people in my life for a reason. Some offer wisdom, insight, and solid advice, while others offer a new perspective and a different way of thinking. God has given you an amazing family and surrounded you by people that love you more then words. Know that no matter what your situation there is always someone there for you. Know that it's okay to need help, its perfectly normal to not be able to do everything on your own. In fact its wonderful :o)

I pray you'll know that your mom and dad are always here for you, that whatever you need, we will do our very best to provide it for you. But beyond us, you have an amazing family that will always be there for you no matter what :o) you just have to ask


Adios Mis Amigos,

Day 6: thankfulness

Today your mama was reminded ever so gently, okay, not gently at all but more of a huge giant slap in the face about being thankful.

First of all, you my love, are perfect. I'm not talking about cutie pah tootie, I'm talking about your health. You grew into an amazing and 100% perfect little man. You have 10 fingers, 10 toes, amazing eyes, ears, and everything else a baby should have. I was reminded today that this is not always the case and in fact was brought to tears at the mere "taking it for granted" feelings. Sure I thank God every single day for you. I thank him that you are healthy, happy, and all around amazing.

I am thankful that I am able to be home with you, that your daddy has a job when so many do not. I am thankful that we have food on the table, in the fridge and in the pantry. When so many do not know where their next meal will come from, we have food to spare.

I am thankful for amazing family that is here for us whenever we need them. Both your family here in Texas and around the country love you more then words and would do anything for you. At the drop of a hat at least 50 people would be surrounding us if we needed it, and that is something that not everyone has.

I pray that you will always be thankful, have a heart that is full of gratitude. That you will always be able to see the glass as half full and not half empty. See the sunny side of things and most importantly, know how completely blessed we are!

YouAdios Mis Amigos,