My Husband ❤️

Today is a special day. This day, 29 years ago, the Lord brought my sweet Husband into the world giving me the greatest gift. I'm so thankful for this day and for this man.

First my friend, then my boyfriend, fiance, Husband and now the father of our two beautiful kids Shawn has been steady, loving and supportive through each milestone that we have reached as a couple. He loves the Lord, adores our children and always makes me feel like I'm the most beautiful woman in the world.

My Husband is selfless, hardworking and kind. He's the cream to my coffee, the happy to my ever after and I am so lucky to call him mine. He also happens to be pretty darn handsome. Here's to your last year in your 20's; let's make it one for the record books.

Photos by my dear friend Abby! Thank you for giving me such great pictures of my man.

Let the Questions Begin

I'm not sure when she first started asking questions, but now that she has, they are endless. I love that she has questions, especially that since for now, I can usually answer all of them. Her asking questions is a way of exploring, of finding out just what is going on and a way of being including.

One very common question is, "What are you doing?" This one is pretty easy to answer and I try to always have a good response. The only down fall is that she asks it over and OVER and she doesn't always accept the answer of, "looking at you!" Sometimes when she asks this I've been preoccupied with the dishes or folding laundry or the dreaded phone and her question stops me in my tracks and makes me realize that what I should be doing is focusing on my every growing, every changing, loving and so curious two year old!

Another goodie is, "What happened?" This almost always comes after she has done something. When she asks it I feel like she is just checking on me, making sure I was doing my Mommy duty and paying attention to all the mischief she is getting into.Whether it be spilling her milk, dropping food on the ground and more recently peeing in her underwear, she always wants to make sure we see what she's up to. The first time she peed in her underwear the look on her face was priceless because she really had no idea what was happening. I should have snapped a picture as she stood there analyzing the puddle of pee, but I'll just have to stick with my mental picture for now.

So, as the questions keep coming, I can only hope that I have the knowledge to answer them or at least point her in the right direction. I can only imagine the things that she is going to be curious about as she grows, but for now I'm going to enjoy the innocence of my sweet baby girl.

The Third of the Month - February Edition

This past month has been a bit of a whirlwind. It was the first month of the year, which means that I was supposed to set all my goals and accomplish so much more because it was a fresh start, a new beginning per say. Well, I'm going to call it a trial run and say that February 1st was my, "new year," mainly because it's Wednesday and we've had a great week so far! So, Happy New Year...again. ;)

Soybean is FIVE months old, which means two things. One, we start solids next month, little man has been doing so well just on Mommy's milk and two, we are getting closer to having TWO mobile little beings in our life. We better get ready.

                                                 

This month little man has found his feet and Mommy's hair. Both of which he loves pulling on. He also, may have got a handful of sister's hair a time or two, much to her displeasure. I wish she could understand that this is only the beginning of what life is like with a younger brother! Only time will tell how their relationship will develop, but at this rate, I'm thinking we are going to have two very loving siblings because little man ADORES his big sister. It has become pretty common for me to find him staring up at her while she dances, jumps and twirls her way around the living room. He full on belly laughs at her and she just loves the attention.

Soybean is playing more with toys, gaining more core strength, holding up his head and trying to sit up with A LOT of assistance. He absolutely adores his sister and I love that with each passing day he is becoming more and more engaged with her and her with him. In terms of numbers, our man is weighing roughly 17.5 pounds, give or take, wearing 6-9 and 9 month clothing and size 3 diapers. After several blow-outs during our FLORIDA trip [little man took his first flight and had a mini getaway with Mommy while Daddy and big sister stayed home and got stuck in the blizzard], I knew that it was time to size up! Little man is so happy and hardly ever cries, but when he does, it's a doozy. Quivering lip, real man tears; it's the saddest. [Just a side note. I did look up the word "doozy" and the first thing Google came up with is, "something outstanding or unique of it's kind," which is an accurate description of Soybean's cries. ]

For now, we have a Mommy's boy, which is good because his big sister is a self proclaimed Daddy's girl, although she has started saying that I'm her best friend; talk about heart melting. Having two little ones has meant double the blessing and looking back, it's hard to believe that I was so nervous. Yes, the hard days still come, but they are becoming less frequent and I know that there are things even about those "hard" days that I will one day miss. So, I'm enjoying having my hands and heart full, embracing the mess and loving on my sweet 5 month old and precious 2 year old.

Happy Wednesday!