So today I am thinking about Labor Day - a day that will always stand out in my mind because Logan's birthday is a week following. I remember being ginormously pregnant with him and so ready for him to make his presence. We spent Labor Day out at my parents pool that year. I was thinking I literally could not be more uncomfortable if I tried....but truthfully, I really had no idea how much was about to change when he came along. I guess nothing ever really prepares you though.
This morning I had one of those moments (you know, the kind that makes you feel so proud of your kid you get a lump in your throat). Logan handed me his Thomas train and the trailer that goes behind it. [It is not really made to come off, but it does. All the time.] So he hands me the two parts and I snap them back in place and I hand them to him. He looks up at me and smiles and says "tenk yew."
He's never said that to me before. Not without prompting anyway.
I just hope that in the more chaotic moments of life I can remember the times like this one and all those other moments as a mom where you feel like maybe I'm not doing so bad after all. I hope I can remember that when life gets crazy and hectic and things don't go as planned (i.e., like a certain someone skipping naptime today) I can stop and remember that these days are short, and they are numbered. Some day being a mama will no longer be the same job it is today. One day the kids will be grown and I will have long forgotten the little toddler gibberish, (even if it is mostly "no no no!"), or the way Logan takes his shoes off everywhere we go, or the fact that he is so proud of his doggies, "COEY" and "CAYEE!". I hope I remember that my job in raising him is rewarded with the little moments, and I hope he feels rewarded with all I could give of myself. Motherhood is certainly a labor of love - and I have found that's the best kind there is.
Hope you all have a great Labor Day weekend.
Before Ryan and I got married we read a book called "The Hard Questions" - ["100 Essential Questions to Ask Before You Say "I Do"]
I remember putting the book down at one point and telling Ryan that to me marriage is really "a commitment to putting up with you when you get on my nerves, when I drive you absolutely crazy, and when everything goes to crap. It's standing up for the principles of a life grounded in Christ, together, and holding on to it when things get tough."
OK, so not a very romantic view of love, I know, but finding that one person you can "put up with" every single day is not romantic, it is the definition of commitment. The truth of that is, even though your significant other may drive you crazy at times (or in our case, mainly me driving Ryan crazy), it is the fact that the good times with them far outweigh the bad -- and that is when you know you have the right person by your side.
And more than that, I have come to find that is it also getting through the scary times together - and holding on to the hope/the prayer of seeing that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Crohn's disease may have changed our lives, but truthfully, it has made us stronger than ever. I have seen a side of Ryan that I truly admire, and I learned to appreciate the fact that he never complains, never gives up, (and just keeps going). For that and more, he's my hero. It's not the way I would have planned it, but it is what it is and I am thankful now for where we are.
I guess what I am trying to say is that to me, real love -- OUR love -- is perfectly imperfect.
I think about the fact that we've been married for five years and I cannot believe how fast it has flown by. So much has happened, so much has changed in five years. I can honestly say that I am thankful for all that has happened - the good and the bad - because those things remind me that we have a love that is real, honest, and true. It may not be the "perfect" kind of love you find in a fairytale, but it is ours, and I wouldn't trade it for anything.
Happy Anniversary honey. I love you.
Hurricane er...tropical storm Fay...
She looks much worse than she is (so far anyway).
You would think this is a Category 4 storm the way the news is covering this thing.
Yesterday I checked out the storm on weather.com and sorry, not to say I don't take the weather seriously, but the video I saw was laughable. The caption was something like "Horrendous Nightmare of a Night from Fay." So with interest, I clicked on it. Of course a reporter is wearing her rain jacket out in the "powerful force of Fay", in "unusually calm" [dry] weather, pointing to the horrendous dark [light gray] skies and horrible [slightly choppy] waves at the popular [deserted] marina. Anyway, apparently a couple who has lived in a houseboat for 30 years was docked at said marina and trying to ride out the storm...but Fay and her powerful winds were so wild that they had to radio someone to rescue their dogs. I'm sorry, but if you didn't have enough sense after 30 years of living on a houseboat to hit the land in a hurricane [tropical storm], I don't know what to tell you.
I think the weather channel is soaking up their one last chance to report on something until the snowy season comes and they have to report on airports closing.
hmmm. ok. That is all.
Logan woke up and his room smelled really bad – I thought he had thrown up, but no, it was worse. He actually had pooped in the middle of the night apparently and it was so bad it pretty much glued his diaper to his rear end. So, I tried to get the diaper off with as little screaming as we could manage but it was apparent this was a bad situation from the start. So, after five minutes of screeching and squirming, I finally got the diaper off. I told him to wait at the bathroom door (I started running the bath water with the door closed) and walked about 8 steps away to the diaper pail. As I turned around to take Logan into the bathroom, I observed him standing there in the hallway, buck naked, peeing. On the carpet.
In a panic I screeched “oh no no no no no!” and of course this was followed by his mocking “no no no Mama! Pee Pee!”
After I stopped crying (not really but I felt like it) I took him to the bathroom and proceeded to soak his poopy rear end in the bath water. I will spare you the details, but I will say that I proudly managed to hold it together long enough to get him out and clean and disinfect the bathtub. He cried in frustration that he had to get out. How in the world can you want to stay in there?!?! Anyway, I then somehow survived the “trauma” of having to have diaper cream put on his butt and put a fresh diaper on (OH the horror of being a toddler).
It is now 10:07 a.m. I am going back to bed. Oh yes, that's right, we have another 18 hours to go. Dangit.
Friday night we went to see Bruce Springsteen. I have to be honest - I was going for Ryan because he has been listening to Bruce for forever and I knew he would not want to miss going to a concert in this lifetime.
I can remember early on when R and I were dating we would listen to Bruce on trips down to the beach and Ryan and I would have long conversations about music. (If you know Ryan, you know what I'm talking about) It's one of the things I love most about him, that music is so important to him like it is to me. Even though we can have very different tastes (I have been to a two day metal concert with him in Atlanta. 'Nuff said), music unites us sometimes.
With that being said, I loved (yes, LOVED) the concert. I was worried Bruce would rant on about his political views, but he didn't. He played three straight hours of music with barely a chance to clap between songs. It was amazing, fun, and something I'll never forget. The man is still rockin', jumping into the crowd, flipping guitars and sliding across the stage at 58, but sounding like he's 30, and you've got to give him credit for that.
Saturday I had some much-needed girl time. These friends of mine - well, I tell you, I am one lucky girl. [We had pedicures and lunch at Olive Garden]
You can't be around this guy without cracking up. I had to ask Kristin how she ever stays mad at him...
I even got pictures with Ryan (a rarity indeed)!
...and some nice random man came over and took our picture (we had gone to Starbucks to play cards). Honestly, when he was counting to three to take the picture, I was afraid he was going to take my camera and bolt out the door. Hence the fake smile. I was getting ready to sprint after him...just in case....
Yesterday I had my butt glued to the chair while I watched four hours of the Hills re-runs in anticipation of the premier tonight...
and we watched this movie, the begining of which Logan really seemed to enjoy...but once the characters came to life he was over it.
Hope you had a lovely weekend!
My friend Tali, (who lives in San Diego) came into town and I finally got to meet her sweet baby boy, Aidan. He is adooooorable. I could have just eaten him up.
Look at those sweet little fingers!
Meanwhile, playing...er destroying...the room.
Logan and Natalie and Russell entertained themselves for a while. Logan pulled out every imaginable toy he could find and made sure to press all the noisy buttons while Aidan slept (or should I say TRIED to sleep)
Logan LOVES Natalie. He thinks she is the funniest person ever. (And how cute is she under the covers reading a book?)ew, yes, I even included a picture of myself. It sucks, but it's all you're gonna get for another six months. I am the picture taker, not the picture receiver...and this is why.
Aren't they beautiful?!?
1) Favorite color? Blue. Somedays green, but mostly blue.
2) Do you still love your ex? I am still friends with most of them....but no.
3) Do you own guns? Two. They belong to Ryan and he keeps them under his shirts. (He's going to kill me for that one)
4) What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic? I think they already add a flavor. It's called SUGAR
5) Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? Lately, yes. I have been to the doctor more times in the past two months than I think I have in my life. Sometimes I wonder if they think "oh brother, it's HER again..."
6) What do you think of hot dogs? I think they are disgusting. (It is very rare that I dont like a food, but that is certainly one of them)
7) Favorite Christmas song? I have many, but the one that always gets me is The Christmas Song (Or, as they call it here in redneckville, "the one about tha chessnuts roastin' on an opun fire"...)
8) What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Coffee with cream and sugar. Ryan makes it for me every day - perfectly. (Before you say "aww" you should know that I make his lunch...every day...perfectly...so I deserve some dang coffee)
9) Can you do push ups? If someone pushed me I guess I'd have to get back up
10) Can you do a chin up? Not if my life depended on it.
11) What's your favorite piece of jewelry? My engagement ring...followed closely by the best invention ever: fake diamond earings (I will never own the real thing...Ryan could tell you why)
12) Do you like blue cheese? Ding Ding Ding! You have found the other food item I don't like. How can anyone enjoy cheese with obvious blue-gray mold??? Oh, and if there is a question about cheetos or beets or radishes or celery, let me answer those questions for you as well -- NO. Everything else: Yes.
13) Ever been in a car wreck? Yes. Hit and run. It was not my fault - or at least that's what I told my dad. (Just kidding, Dad). I did hit a mailbox once. Not my finest moment.
14) Do you have ADD? ALWAYS
15) What's one trait that you hate about yourself? That I have ADD and forget everything.
17) Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment: (1) Logan, take your NAP, (2) What was the question again?
18) Name 3 things you bought yesterday: (1) shoes, (2) coffee (I hit the jackpot and snagged the last three bags of my favorite Starbucks blend that they no longer make on sale), (3) toothbrush holder for Logan.
19) Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? (1) cofffee; (2) milk; (3) water
20) Current worry? Will my foot be well enough for vacation in a couple of weeks?
21) Current hate right now? That I have to wear a boot to bed at night (therefore, I am sleeping like CRAP, which I also hate)
23) How did you bring in the New Year? I can't remember three days ago much less New Year's.
24) Where would you like to be right now? Watching a movie with my better half
(25) Name three people who might complete this? Three very bored people
26) Do you own slippers? Yes. According to Sara my favorite shoes are actually slippers. I argue that they are shoes because they have soles but I think she might be right.
27) What shirt are you wearing? A cheap one
28) Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? I like sleeping. the end.
29) Can you whistle? Not while I work
31) Would you be a pirate? Nar matey. I like being clean and boats make me seasick.
32) What songs do you sing in the shower? Really really good ones. I am an amazing singer in the shower - perfect pitch and everything. [Rolling my eyes]
33) Favorite girl's name? Sharlekwanda *(real name I had in a depo summary)
34) Favorite boy's name? Pilot Inspektor
35) What is in your pocket? lint
36) Last thing that made you laugh? Who knows. I laugh at everything, mostly at my own expense all day long
37) Best bed sheets as a child? ET. I hated that movie as a kid so how I ended up with those bed sheets I will never know. Thanks mom.
38) Worst injury? Knock on wood, I've been pretty lucky.
39) Do you like where you live? It's a roof over my head so I can't complain.
40) How many TVs do you have in your house? Two that are plugged in, one up for grabs in the garage since Ryan won't let me take it to the Goodwill and one in the office closet. Weird.
41) Who is your loudest friend? Since I can't say myself, I will go with my sister, Corey.
43) Does someone have a crush on you? My dog Cody. Then again, he has a crush on anyone who will pet him and doesn't mind their feet being inspected.
44) Favorite book? Hmmmm...hard to say. The Secret Life of Bees, Angels and Demons, Memoirs of a Geisha and anything by John Grisham.
46) What is your favorite candy? Twizzlers. I fall weak at the sight of them.
47) Favorite Sports Team? The Florida Gators of course.
48) What song do you want played at your funeral? Geez, what a downer of a question. First thing that comes to mind is "I am" by Nichole Nordeman.
49) What were you doing 12 AM last night? Falling asleep.
50) What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? Get this dang boot off of me.
Favorite thing Logan is doing right now: At nap/bed time we tell him "night night, close your eyes!" and he shuts them as tight as he can and after a few seconds he tries to peek at you. Then we say again, "close your eyes!" and he smiles and squints his eyes. You'd have to see it to understand I guess but it is precious and about the only time he actually listens to me.
Least favorite thing Logan is doing right now: Always.taking.shoes.off. This is particularly annoying in the store when I am searching down previously explored isles to find said shoes. Just a few weeks ago, my mom and I spent a good half hour looking for a random shoe. No lie. I could have screamed I was so mad. Now I am starting to take his shoes off as soon as we get in the store to save my sanity. People think I am crazy. They would be correct.
Favorite cd at the moment: John Mayer's newest -Where the Light Is. My cd player is probably screaming for me to play something else...especially number three...and number five...
Excited for: Visiting with my sweet friend Tali tomorrowand dinner at the University Club for our anniversary next week.
oh, and I am excited for Ryan for Bruce Springsteen on Friday :)
Even more excited for: only having three more car payments. somebody slap me.
Biggest accomplishment this week: Cleaning up the office closet and my dining room.
Biggest failures this week: bike ride (still trying to figure out how to get Logan around with me other than tying a rope to him attached to the stroller...), picture taking (lazy...) and the three piles of laundry on my bed...(planning to do it today, just not feeling the motivation).
[Please ignore that I only have one accomplishment and three failures]
Wishing for: Rain (let's get it over with already...it's been cloudy all morning), a good nap today (I wish I could say for me, but I mean for Logan), the weekend.
Happy to report: I went to Publix yesterday and not one mention of looking prego or how Logan needs a haircut. I did, however, get the nicest check-out lady who told me she loves it when I come in her lane because Logan is so cute. I think we both need to get out more.
So SO excited the weekend is almost here.
Wednesday we went to the zoo with the gang, and both yesterday evening and today we ran lots of errands and worked and did laundry and cleaned (lie!). Tomorrow we have a dinner for my semi-half-brother Conner and it is Grandma's birthday (Happy Birthday Meme!) and then Saturday we are eating dinner at my favorite place in the whole world (are you sure it isn't my birthday?).
I did promise myself that I am going for another long bike ride (got the gears stuck on the last ride and about killed myself trying to make it back home) and clean (lie!) and take pictures because I have been terrible about posting new ones up here. What are your plans? Whatever they are, I hope you enjoy the break from the everyday grind :)
Apparently it was "Honesty Day" at Publix on Tuesday.
I got asked by the woman working at the meat counter as she handed over my tilapia: "So, when is he going to get a little brother or sister?" *(pointing to me and then Logan). I think she saw the shock on my face as an acceptable answer. Note to self: Never wear that shirt again. Ever.
And before we checked out, our elderly bagger smiled at Logan and then at me and said "that little guy really needs a haircut."
It is going to take me a full week to recover before I can brave hitting that place again. I will not be going on a Tuesday - just in case they really do have an Honesty Day. I just can't brave it.
The truth? Apparently I can't handle the truth!!!!!
I guess that new bike arrived just in time...
Went to the beach on Saturday with the folks and enjoyed a nice overcast day. Unfortunately Ryan had to work but I think he was kinda over the beach for a change so it worked out okay. As usual Logan loved it and had a good time chasing sea gulls. We even had time to fit in a trip to the Goodwill and I found a small car garage for Logan and a collection of old Golden Books (love those things). I made the mistake of thinking I would get a Mary Higgins Clark book for Ryan and didn't pay attention - it is missing the first four pages. I suppose we will have to rent that one from the library.
Sunday we cleaned and cleaned and cleaned. We had planned to go to church but Logan was so back-logged on sleep he slept until 9:30 and truthfully it was what he really needed since he missed a nap after going to Grammy and Grandaddy's house on Friday with no nap and just getting a cat nap on the ride home from the beach on Saturday. I think cleaning makes me feel more productive than anything. My mom would say I am a habitual discarder...and I am ok with that. Once every six months or so I go on a frenzy of finding things that need to go. After a while it feels good to just get rid of stuff and start over.
Today we have taken Cadie to the groomer's and got Pez dispensers at A.C. Moore. Nothing too exciting but Logan thought he was hot stuff holding the magic candy dispenser (which by the way he is calling a snack or "Nak" as he calls them). I took him next door to ACM to look at the Thomas stuff because he had a complete meltdown after we left Cadie at Petsmart. She is his absolute favorite thing right now and he kept crying "ohhh Cayee oh Cayee no Cayee!" I think he thought she was gone forever. I think it will be quite a reunion when we get her back :)
Tonight I am having dinner with the girls and Daddy is on babysitting duty.
Tomorrow we are hitting up the grocery store and going to the Town Center. Ryan and I are getting bikes. Very excited about that. For some reason ever since my foot has been bothering me I've wanted to do something to get active but I'm limited in what I can do and it irritates me to no end...kinda like how when I was nine months pregnant I really wanted back the ability to do a sit up. Not that I did a lot of sit ups (obviously) but there is just something about knowing you can't do something that makes you want to do it all that much more...ANyWAy, I am excited to get a bike so Logan and I can ride in the afternoon.
I'd write more about the rest of the week but then what am I going to write later? :)
Hope you're having a good Monday.