Something Cute!

This is my sweet baby girl!!!! I love her so much! I can't believe how fast the time goes by. She will be one in a few short months and I have enjoyed every moment of her life. I hope that she and I will always get along. Last night I was laying on the floor while she was playing next to me and she crawled over on top of my back and gave me raspberries....this is something that I do to her when we play wrestle so it was funny have her get me back.

She fell asleep after a hard day of play! This yellow blanket ("yeller" as we call it) is mine from when I was a baby, that my mother hand quilted. It has seen better days, but everyone of my nieces and nephews have loved this blanket. Taylor still tells me that he is going to steal it from me when I'm not looking. In fact I think he told me he was going to take it when I died. Millie loves this blanket too! I'm trying to make her 2 new blankets, that hopefully she will love as much as this one. This blanket is made of tricot (tree-co), it's soft and silky like the material that slips are made of. If feels wonderful on skin, thus the reason my baby loves it so much. She always buries her face in it when she is tired. Though this blanket appears ragged and worn it is well loved and has traveled to many places and will continue to do so if I can take it away long enough to mend it.

EVERTHING CHANGES!!!

I have been thinking a lot about change lately. Mostly because since the birth of my beautiful energetic daughter EVERYTHING has changed.....definitely not for the worse, my life is different. For the most part I think I handle change pretty well. I'm always telling myself I've got to roll with the punches. There are changes in my life that are happening right now that I am both excited for and dreading, and some that evoke both feelings.

First I am turning 32 tomorrow.....I'M A 32 YEAR OLD. My body is definitely different than it was when I was in my twenties. I now look at skinny girls and wish I had their bodies. I am frumpy. My husband still tells me he thinks I'm beautiful which is all that really matters but some days.....okay most days I want to look hot....not tired and frumpy. I look at pictures of all my high school friends and they all look hot and I just don't know how they do it. I barely have enough time to bathe let alone work out and do my hair.

Second my sweet adorable baby is growing. I know this is natural and even how it is suppose to go, it's a sign of good health, BUT I want her to stay little. I want her to be my baby. She is only 8 months old (on the 1st of May) and she has 3 teeth and is wanting to walk everywhere (she just needs to hold your two pointer fingers ONLY, don't wrap the others around her) She wants to eat everything that you do. I bought her an 18 month outfit yesterday that will fit her now!!! I know the sizing may be a little off but really she is wearing 12 month pants and 9-12 clothes. Her legs are so long and rock solid muscle, as are her abs. She really doesn't have much baby fat....I think it ended up on me.

Lastly I am now the Young Women's President.....that means I am responsible for the girls that are 12- 18 in our church. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH CRAP THEY DEAL WITH!!!!! It's pretty much the same stuff we dealt with but on a much more intense level....Oh the things I get to look forward to in raising my own daughter. I have 10 wonderful young women 5 that are consistently there. This is a calling that I am both excited, and scared about. Scared about helping them through their challenges and so excited to work with them. They are a lot of fun and very strong and good girls. So as life changes I will continue to roll with the punches and as my waist line expands it might even get easier (think Violet Beauregarde in Willey Wonka).

TEETH!!!!! or TOOTH!!!

Amelia cut her first tooth yesterday. Now she is working on her second......she is only 4 and 1/2 months old. She is the first person in my family to cut teeth this soon. I think she is in a hurry to grow up...or can't wait to eat steak! She is also sitting up by herself for short periods. She is eating baby food and enjoys fruit, sweet potatoes and carrots...next week we are going to try green foods.

FAMILY PICTURES!!!!

my little family

The whole family

me and my hubby





ME, PHILLIP AND AMELIA.

DON'T I HAVE THE CUTEST FAMILY EVER!

SHE'S HERE!!!

This is our beautiful Amelia Ileene. She was born Sept. 1st, weighing in at 6lbs. We absolutely adore her.

Thoughts

As I’m nearing the end of this blessing that I have desired to experience for so long, I can’t help but feel a little sad. I’m grateful for this journey that has brought me so much closer to God, but I’m going to miss this little person kicking and rolling inside of me. I’m going to miss knowing that while she is sharing my body with me I can keep her safe from the outside world. I’m going to miss the convenience of having her tucked safely in my womb. I will miss being there for every moment of her precious life, knowing that soon, I will have to share her with the rest of the world. Feeling remorseful for getting caught up in the busy world that I didn’t get to relish every single moment of this miracle inside of me. I love her more and more every day. As mourn the closing of this wonderful journey I look forward to the adventure ahead. Soon she will be in my arms, my lips will touch her soft cheek, my ears will hear her sweet cry, and my heart will fall deeper in love. This journey will continue with my daughter, and our loving Heavenly Father because, I can’t do this with out Him.

HEAVEN!!!!

Yesterday was Monday...I hate Mondays (okay, I strongly dislike Mondays). Not just because they are the start of the week, or the end of my beautiful weekend, simply because it is the longest, most tiresome work day for me. I'm in charge of the Monday night dinner for the operations night crew meeting every Monday night. I plan on 30 men and a few women (very few) to eat BBQ or Mexican. I do not use paper plates...only the finest for our crew. Which means I do the clean up too. This wasn't so bad before I was pregnant but now Monday's totally wipe me out. So the few waking hours that I get to spend with my husband usually consist of me plopping down on the couch, taking my shoes off and unzipping my pants so the baby and I can breathe only to get up an hour or so later to stagger into bed. Well, yesterday I received a phone call from my sweet, concerned husband, who out of the blue promises me a "rub down" to which I reply "WOOOHOOO!" As the day drags on I keep the thought of my husband rubbing my aches and pains away in the back of my mind. Not sure that he will follow through with his promise but ever hopeful. At 6:30 pm I have finally got everything cleaned up and put away. I drag myself to my car and head for home in the hope that he remembers his promise. I get home and take one look at Phillip and he looks as tired as I feel. So I never bring up the massage that I have been longing for. We watch The Big Bang and when it's over I announce that I'm going to soak in the tub for a little while. Now I'm relaxed I've had my bath, my teeth are brushed, I am ready for bed. I go sit down by my sweet husband for a while when he tells me to grab the lotion. I get the biggest smile on my face as I hobble off to get the lotion. When I return he gives me the best neck and shoulder rub that I have ever had then he ask "what next" quickly I reply "my feet". Then he leads me to the bed room and I lay down and he sits at the bottom of the bed and rubs my feet until I feel like I'm in Heaven. Then he quietly shuts the door and lets me drift off to Heaven.