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That's how you know he's your love...

Sometimes it seems so easy...
When he burps right on cue and it doesn't involve spewing baby goo down the front of my shirt. When he falls asleep without having to cry it out. When he's out cold and in bed by 10 p.m. for the night. Or like the other night when he slept from around 11 p.m. until just after 5 a.m. We were ecstatic to wake up, check the time on our cell phones and realize our baby had slept all night long. Holy cow. And we smile at each other and cuddle our chubby baby close and think, "We have the best baby in the entire world."
And then there are days when you can't eat, or shower, or sleep, or return that phone call to your Mom or your best friend until two days later. Or those times when you go and get the mail, just to give yourself an excuse to get out of the house and walk away. Days when your husband calls before he comes home from work to ask if you want him to run to Walmart and get groceries or to just come on home so you can go an…

Why'd you have to wait to find me?

We've been working with Joel to fall asleep more easily and on his own. He does remarkably well and typically if left alone and not messed with, his eyes will grow heavy and he will fall asleep easily and happily on the floor, in his bouncy seat or his crib. In the beginning we were trying to get him solidly asleep in our arms after feeding and then transferring him to his crib or seat. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. Sometimes he'd be like a bean-bag in your hands and go from the crook of your arm to his woodland animal crib sheet with no problem. Other times, his bright eyes would pop open to quiz you the second his sweet head touched the cool mattress.
But with him learning to calm himself and sleep on his own not only eases tension for Mommy who nearly rocked herself into oblivion trying to get Little Man to sleep, but it means Daddy also doesn't have to walk around the house fifty times before baby's eyes grow heavy and close and stay closed. …

Don't wait, don't wait...

Yesterday was my very first Mother's Day. It was surreal. It still gives me chills and makes me feel a little shocked to wake up and find that there is a baby in my house. And that he is part me and part Daddy and part himself.
I took note of his darkening eyelashes, the little pieces of hair that are growing back after a nearly complete balding process and as I was admiring his cute little self, I was startled to see a glimpse of the little boy of the future. Something about his expression and his hairline made me feel like I jumped forward a year or so and I saw my little man as a little man. Precious.
After an early morning run of little to no sleep for both myself and my little bundle of Joel, I was comforted and relieved from the exhaustion by him miraculously falling asleep and staying asleep from around 7 a.m. until nearly 11 a.m. Just what mommy needed to feel like mommy, again and not a monster. And he sweetly cooperated with his morning feeding (ie: no projectile pu…

We are satisfied...

So, Beth has given me this:

And apparently that implied that 1) she likes me, she really likes me and 2) that I must therefore and henceforth bare my soul. Rock. On. There are very few things I enjoy in life more than baring my soul and bringing forth some bits and pieces of honest to goodness authenticity. So, without further adieu, I bring you the following truths: I honestly make the best egg sandwiches. No, really. I do.Last night I had a temper tantrum around 4 a.m. and threw my son's empty baby bottle to the floor in a fit of exhaustion and disgust. Unattractive, but true.From time to time I genuinely enjoy a little N'Sync, Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, 98 Degrees and Jessica Simpson.I'm really proud of my birth experience. I've been on a high ever since.There are moments in every day when I think, "You are so fat."When I get stressed or overwhelmed I sleep. I have a favorite spot in my hometown to go to. I always feel closer to God there.I u…