Tuesday, October 4, 2011

what i've been up to (besides blogging, obviously).

yes, yes, my record-breaking blog-break has ceased.

i have hundreds of pictures on my blackberry just begging to be uploaded, but don't have the energy or patience to mess with it...maybe one of these weekends that i either don't have some kind of training, family event or out-of-town obligation i'll catch up. Kai's pretty much doubled in size since my last post for cryin' in the night....

so where-oh-where do i begin....

my job.

you know you are in the right profession when you find yourself thinking, while working, i get paid for this! i'm always encouraging my seniors and career-class freshman to find a job that involves something they LOVE doing and are passionate about--and then "work" becomes play and is so much more than just a paycheck. i am so very blessed that i have a job like this. i love what i do. i love that no single day is the same. i love that my sole purpose on site is to listen, encourage and help. i love that i get to work for a small district with kiddos from kinder-12th grade and that i literally know every single student's name (well, getting there, at least!). i love that i work with an awesome, supportive staff and administration. even on the hard, hectic, sweaty-by-10am-"where's my duty-free lunch?" type of days...i wouldn't want to be doing anything else.

Homecoming Week! (at work)

 Nerd Day.
This one was my fave.
Celebrity Day.
I opted for "tabloid girl": oversized glasses, starbucks venti, dog in purse, and like, omg, don't forget the cell phone...
neon day.
i forgot to have a pic taken at school that day so Kai and I did it after school :)

there was also super-hero day and i just wore a vintage batman/robin tee with jeans and chucks.
it was thursday. i was tired....

half-marathon training(?)

yeah, so i'm attempting to run 13.1 miles in exactly one week from Saturday. heaven help me. i did really good with my training right off the bat (late July)...and after putting in a 30+ mile week WAY too soon (i got a little too excited and overdid it. so typical) ended up with a MOTHER of an IT band strain. that sucker HURRRRRRRRRT. and took what seemed like forever to heal. of course i stayed busy with spin, Jillian and the elliptical but it was quite frustrating to not be RUNNING. well, i'm back at it but not nearly as often as i should be. i'm probably running, at best, 3X/week. one long run, one short/up-tempo run and one mid-range run. (p.s. beckyjo, i have been quite inspired by your blazing half-marathon pace and have pushed myself harder in my runs, so THANK YOU!!). i would run more, and longer but the whole work/daycare/kai/no-husband combo is really NOT ideal for training. oh well. Kai comes first. Prayers will be appreciated for me on the morning of October 15th. I hear they serve beer at the finish line so thats a plus....

Kai, Honey & me are logging lots of after-school miles, though. and Kai's new thing is holding Honey's leash, so actually Honey is walking Kai?? (and I get to run alongside!!!)
Yes, passerby's laugh....

Puke.

nope, not mine. Kai's. i was quite spoiled all throghout Kai's infancy as he very rarely spit up. well, i'm confident that this last weekend made up for the months of spit-up free life i had for so very long.

my poor baby boy came down with his first bout with the stomach flu last weekend. here's the kicker: we were out of town. he was a bit fussy on the drive to portland--i just thought he was tired so somehow he we managed to eat almost an entire bag of red vines (you do what ya gotta do on long rides with fussy babes. don't judge!). early that morning i awoke to my sweet red-haired boy covered in the most foul-smelling chunky pink vomit. i was sure it was fresh because i surely would have smelled it had it been there for too long. however, he had managed to roll in it. it was in his hair, down his jammies, in his ears...bleh. i threw him in the bath and his bedding in the washer (this was around 6am mind you) and we began our day. the plan was to continue north towards Mt. St. Helens to do a bit of hiking and then head to the lodge (in Ariel, WA) for cousin Amber's wedding. We did all of the above and Kai continued to puke. About every 45 minutes-2 hours. mostly just water/pedialite since that was all that was in his poor little tummy...but when/if he did eat, it inevitably came back up. he threw-up in my hands. he threw up in he blankee. he threw-up ALL over in his carseat. one time it splattered all the way to the dashboard. he never cried, though. not once. he just looked at me all confused like "what's going on? why is this happening Mommy?" and then would curl up on my chest exhausted and relieved. it was horrible to not be able to make it stop. and to not be able to get the smell of puke out of your nose.

we finally made it home late sunday night. since then he's been puke free and i've done EIGHT loads of pukey laundry--not to mention dismantled his entire carseat to sanitaize, wash, and re-wash every washable component of that nasty thing. but i will say one thing: it was sure nice to snuggle. especially yesterday staying home with him--he fell asleep on my chest...something he hasn't done since he was an infant. i just laid on the couch and listened to him breathe on me and cuddled. it was a welcome change from chasing him all over the house, yard, street, garage, store......
thankfully he's on the mend. still snuggly and wanting to be held, but it's less and less with each immune-boosting minute.

Kai! (just a few for good measure):
such a big boy.
eating AT the table w/the cousins AND with a FORK!
snuggles with Elmo
(or "Mo" in Kai-speak)
playing on a tired Daddy :)


and that is what i've been up to since we last met...

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

confessions of a back-to-work mom.

how is it possible that it all of the sudden seems to require SO MUCH energy and brain power to muster up even the most measly of blog posts?

oh wait, i know.

this workin' mommy business is definitely NOT for the weak in mind, body or spirit. serious props to you rockstar moms who do this with a whole herd of kiddos.

i struggled with morning time managment BEFORE baby, and it's kicking my butt now. the past days of worrying only about getting my own lazy butt out the door on time are over. in fact, they seem like a vacation compared to how we roll now.

here's what life looks like now. "workin' mama" style:

5:00 (a-freaking-m): alarm goes off. i try not to start my day with a curse word. wasn't i up like just 5 minutes ago? (sometimes i actually was). Honey licks my face in hopes to muster me awake enough to take her on a run, which only happens on tuesdays and thursdays when i have my amazing babysitter come over (to sleep on my couch) while we hit the pavement. on the other days (mondays and wednesdays) i cross-train from my living room from my extensively growing exercise dvd collection. i've never been a good home worker-outer but shoot, when it's your only option you take it and run. thursdays are AWESOME because i get to run AND do spin class, which is my current FAVE. and then on the weekends i have nana and papa and sometimes G so i can get my lonnnnnnnng runs outta the way. but thats besides the point. back to the daily grind....

6:00/15ish: i finish up my sweat sesh, TRY to get a stretch in and sprint to the shower (unless i'm reaaaaaaaaaally behind and then i take a rest-area shower at the sink. don't judge.) at this point i try to plug my ears when i tip-toe by Kai's room...he is at the age when showering with him awake is nearly impossible. unless he's in it with me.

6:30-45: i get ready. this, somehow is far easier then in was in previous years. i think it's because i KNOW that i have not one single spare second built into my schedule, and to be ultra-picky with my outfit would compromise my entire morning. it's honestly been kinda fun getting back into my "working attire" side of the closet that did nothing but collect dust for a year or so (in part to me staying home AND the clothes not fitting!).

6:45-7:00: if i'm lucky (it's rare) i have a few minutes to gulp down some oatmeal or bowl of cereal. i'll be honest, it's happened like, once. i get too distracted with packing Kai's meals that i somehow find a way to forget about/ignore my rumbling tummy and don't eat until i get to work. if i have a spare minute to think about it, anyway.

6:55-7ish: i wake up my sleeping boy. i always sing this crazy-annoying song. the same damn song my mom sang me that made me want to die every morning. i can't help it, it just comes out. but it sure makes him smile (for now). i snuggle him like crazy, change him, throw some clothes on him, grab his food bag and his sippy and banana for the road, almost forget my purse, throw a treat to Honey, and we are out the door.

7:15ish: drop Kai off at his daycare (his AWESOME daycare, might i add) where he always has his little buddy peering over the couch, just waiting for us to arrive. he sometimes doesn't want me to put him down and he does this hilarious leg-lifting maneuver to prevent the whole "drop-off." but he always opens his arms and goes right to Mrs. Lorry when she swoops him up. one day he even kissed her. right in front of me. but that made me more happy than sad, because he loves her. and she loves him. i really dreaded that whole transition but it has gone smoother than i ever could have dreamed. maybe i'll blog more about that later...

7:20-30: i arrive at work. to my office, where i turn on my computer and lava lamp (kids LOVE that!), quickly check voice/emails and on quieter mornings proceed directly to coffee, and if i don't get caught up, the microwave (oatmeal). all of course, after noticing that i have dried banana smeared all over my pants from the tugs and pulls of little Kai hands, OR noticing that i forgot to do my hair or put a freakin' lick of make-up on. oh well. no one says anything...probably because the last time i worked there i was 7 months prego and looked a different kind of crazy.

7:30-4:00: WORK. have i mentioned that i LOVE my job? well, i do. maybe i'll get to tell you more about why when it stops sucking the life out of me! (just kidding. well kind of). i think that sometimes my students can tell i'm missing my baby. they ask about him randomly, and i can't help but beam at the mention of his name. i'm happy to share my time with them, though. on my senior college/career focus survey and planning sheet one of the concluding questions i ask them is "how can i help you this year?" it warmed my heart to read a handful of thier answers as: you already are.

4:00: out the door to grab the little mister--which still feels SO weird since i'm so used to perpetually being the last one to leave the building (well besides the janitors). i'm pretty sure working within the scope of my contract hours will inevitably make me a better counselor, teacher, mommy, wife, etc. i feel better balanced, less overwhelmed, and like my priorites are aligned properly (for once!).

4:00-5:30= PLAY time. in sweats. outside mostly. in the garden.

6:00ish: dinner. followed by more playtime. lately we've been riding his 4-wheeler in the front one-handed while holding otter pops....

7:30: bubble bath.

7:45: jammies/lotion, books, bottle

8:00: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

8:30: mommy picks up the house, thinks about packing lunches for tomorrow but decides to have some wine and collapse on the couch or porch swing. mommy thinks about blogging but is too tired to get up to grab her laptop.

9:00-10:00 zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz :)

and then we get up and do it again...

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

change

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change is in the air.

can you feel it?

the nights are getting cooler and the sun slips behind the horizon a little earlier each evening.

as much as i {adore} the summer months the onset of a new season, a new start, a fresh chapter...

is refreshing.

and just as i look forward to the little pleasures that make autumn so delicious (pumpkin spice lattes, football, sweaters, THANKSGIVING) i look forward to a new season: a new way of life for me and my little family.

it's not easy diving back into work after a year-long absence. especially when those 365+ days were filled to the brim with snuggles, smiles and laughter with my favorite little red....

but as hard as it is to load Kai up and strap him in his carseat and drive to daycare after i've only seen him the evening before and he's just gotten out of bed and is still so snuggly and warm...and then have him reach for me when i set him down or hand him off...

it is that much more affirming when i see an old student and they smile and look me straight in the eyes tell me "Mrs. G, i'm really glad you came back.

today in my file-cabinet merging/cleaning/purging i came across an old file folder that i keep all of my cards, notes and favorite illustrations from students in. everytime i look through it i cry, and i knew i was already in a fragile emotional state from my Kai withdrawls, but i opened it anyway...

and with tears in my eyes and a heart overwhelmed with joy i decided to {embrace} my new season.

Kai will be just fine.
daycare will do him good.
he'll learn to play and share and rough-house.
he will love me just the same.

he will always be my heart....

and will be with me while i tend to a couple hundred more.
 

Thursday, August 11, 2011

cowboy Kai & more.

i was trying reallllly hard to wait until Saturday when G would be home from work to take Kai to the fair. i really tried. i made it a whole DAY.

wednesday when he woke up from his nap i couldn't take it anymore. i can hear it from our house, for cryin' out loud! i packed a bag and threw him in the jogger and we walked over and spent the entire afternoon/early evening walking around the fairgrounds:

people watching, dancing and singing to live music, touching pigs and goats and sheep, watching cows get baths and led around in arenas, sitting on four-wheelers and in big trucks and tractors, watching the kids ride the crazy rides (with envy, i'm sure!), pushing the stroller around with the diaper bag as passenger, tasting nibbles of pina colada snow cone and elephant ear and BEST of all, riding a pony! (pretty sure that was his favorite).

i wasn't sure how he'd do since he's never really "rode" an animal before. i mean, we've put him on Honey but not sure that counts?! he's ridden on a carousel before so maybe that prepared him a bit...

i initially thought i'd have to walk alongside him and hold him up in the saddle but sure enough, they strapped him right in and he was secure enough for me to let go...

and he looked (and im sure felt!) like SUCH a big boy on that fast-movin' pony...




he definitely wasn't happy about having to get off.
 so then we bought a snow cone.

he found the turkeys and canadian geese quite interesting....


someday we will have a house with enough land for a chicken coop!!
(fresh eggs!)


i'm sure we'll be back for more with Daddy on Saturday afternoon....

***


Kai is absolutely OBSESSED with pushing things right now. mostly things with wheels i.e.:
strollers, cars, bikes, trikes, bbqs, LAWN MOWERS....


he did this over at my parents house for almost a whole hour.
no joke.


***


 it's hard work bein' a wingman...


you can't tell very well here, but this shade of blue is honestly Kai's best color. it makes his big blues POP and complements his orangy shade of red/blonde.
just a little fyi :)
(thanks auntie Kelley for the shirt!!)


skinnydippin'!


peek-a-boo!


Monday, August 8, 2011

smiles for monday.

my house is a disaster, our a/c is busted, i'm sleep deprived and forgot to shave my legs this morning....

but i'm really, really, happy.

i'm back to work and i love my job. have you ever had the feeling when your working that you are right where you are supposed to be? that you were made to do what you are doing? best. feeling. ever. i'm so blessed that i have found a career that fulfills not only my pocketbook, but my soul.

as tough as it is to be away from my smiley son during the day i'm so very pleased with his daycare and rest at complete ease when i drive away. the adjustment is honestly going better than i EVER could have imagined. THANK. YOU. GOD!

my half-marathon training problem is now solved. i had a work/training dilemma on my hands. you see, G will be working in Vancouver for another few MONTHS and is only home on the weekends. i'm aiming to run at least 3X/week for the half-marathon that i JUST RESGISTERED for in October (or should i say OKtober!) with my sis-in-laws. i'm gonna realllly try and be a bad-ass and follow that half up with the local half the following weekend. so technically i'll be running a full marathon. just in two weeks time. that counts, right?! anyway, back to the dilemma. my work hours are mon-thurs and a handful of Fridays from 7ish to 4ish (that "ish" is SO very broad, too). Kai is at daycare during that time and the LAST thing i want to do when i pick him up at 4(ish) is either take him to my mom or sisters OR have a babysitter come over so i can train. seriously, NOT OK! i've just been away from him for the bulk of the day and to leave him again feels wrong and selfish on so many levels. i have a few working mommy friends who get thier workouts done while thier HUSBANDS are in bed and their children are still asleep. THAT is ideal, really. you get it done before baby is up and they never knew you were gone. perfect....oh, wait....husband is only here on weekends. shoot. BUT, i did manage to find an AWESOME babysitter who lives oh-so-conveniently right down the street from me. what if SHE could come early a couple days a week and kind of be my fill-in husband (you know, sleep while i work out! haha)?. 5:15 is crazy early for a 17 year old girl, but i told her i'd compensate well...for an hour or so of sleeping/watching tv on my couch and listening for baby and maybe feeding him breakfast. i'm happy to report that she went for it (YAY)...now to keep on truckin' with this training...(i'll blog about that later!)

and, oh yeah...it's fair week! i'm pumped to take Kai (last year he was so tiny when we walked around w/him in the baby sling people asked me if i was carrying my puppy around in there. no joke.) to see the animals and ride a few kiddy rides and nibble on an elephant ear (haha!). G and i are also excited to have some grown up fun (what is that?!) on Saturday night at the rodeo, too.

it feels good to smile on monday.

Kai thinks so too.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

10 things i've learned my first YEAR as "Mommy"

I wrote a similar post via FB notes about a year ago and thought it only fitting to follow what I learned the first month up with what i've learned with the first year of motherhood.

so, here it is:

1. sticky floors and dirty dishes can wait.
in my opinion, the best mommies are the ones with the dirty floors, sticky counters and overflowing laundry baskets. why? because instead of striving to keep a spotless house, they understand the value of putting off housework to PLAY and explore and interact with their child/ren. i've never been miss susie home-maker who meticulously maintains all things spick-and-span, but i have felt my blood pressure rise when Kai rises from his nap and i've only got 2 of the 5 rooms of the house cleaned. i've learned that really, it can wait. the quality of life and our time together are greatly improved by me relaxing about house chores. friday is deep cleaning day, so please don't judge if you happen to stop by on a thursday....

2. sometimes cheaper is, acutally, better.
ok, i'm gonna admit it. for a long time i've been kind of a brand snob. but perhaps with our winter work woes (G's temporary lay-off) one of the best lessons i learned was: OMG! the economical store brands are just as good...and for a few choice products, i actually PREFER them! for example, many of my mommy friends are partial to Pampers brand diapers. they are great diapers, and do have such a lovely baby-powder smell to them...but they are honestly around $10 more a box than the WALMART brand (Parents Choice) that i have been buying which do the job BETTER and FIT BETTER (for Kai, anyways). no, they don't have that special scent, but that's $10 i can spend on something else. other things i've been buying "off-brand" that i have come to prefer: baby wash/shampoo (i love the Target brand) and wipes (just the cheapest unscented box). i also yardsaled for almost ALL of Kai's clothes and toys--it's INSANE how much you can save if you yardsale before heading to the mall.....try it, i dare you.

3. buy in bulk.
if you don't buy things like wipes and diapers in bulk, you will find yourself at the store ALL THE TIME. it took me awhile to really get this. i always felt like i was saving money to just buy a smaller pack and spend less...but i had to go back and buy WAY more, which is stupid and idiotic on my part. i was lucky enough to be stocked up on diapers from baby showers so i didn't really have to start buying them until Kai was around 5 months, maybe thats why it took me so long to realize that as far a babies go, bulk is better! also, if you bottle feed, you will save big bucks on formula by buying it in bulk (check websites like amazon!). a few other items that i liked to stock up on was ibuprofin (the bottles are small, and there is nothing worse than having a fussy teething baby who needs meds and not enough in the dang bottle to give him a full dose) and bottles (we used Dr. Browns)...it sucks having to wash bottles when you are in a hurry, so more is better if your lazy like me!

4. go places. often.
socialize your baby! don't be afraid to take them places, explore, and expose them to new environments. this is SOOOO important. i was reluctant to get out of the house much those first few months, but eventually learned that it is imperitive to baby's social devlopment AND mommies sanity to get out and about. Kai is easy to take ANYWHERE and loves to go, go, go. i attest this to G and I taking him all over the northwest for his first year of life. he got used to the "unfamiliar" and learned to be okay away from the confines of his house. you don't have to leave town to do this though, just go to the park, the library, farmers market, museums, mommy groups, church, etc.!

5. let them be held often by others.
new mommies can sometimes be reluctant to hand off their precious newborn. i get this. i didn't really want to let go of Kai for the first couple of weeks (which ironically is when you have the most visitors). but just as it is important for them to be introduced to a variety of places, they should in turn be allowed to interact with a variety of people. here's something that happend just last week at, yep, you guessed it: Walmart. haha. i had a full cart and there was a very long line (shocker!). Kai was DONE with sitting in that cart, so to appease him i pulled him out and held him while we waited in line. there was a sweet older hispanic lady in line behind us who didn't speak much English but had been chatting with Kai while we inched our way toward the cashier. at last it was my turn to unload so i began to lower Kai back into the cart and he straight up flailed and refused--no crying, just protesting with the body. the woman behind me (bless her heart, she must be somebody's favorite Grandma) offered to hold Kai for me while i heaped my goods onto the checkstand belt. Kai just smiled at me like "see, mom, i'm fine" and contentedly watched me. you obviously have to use your mommy judgement in cases like this, but i knew she was safe and found it so very sweet that she'd offered to help (did i look that stressed?!). bottom line: be quick to share your baby. someone else, you and your child will be better for it!

6. don't rush them.
other babies will crawl before yours. walk before yours. sleep through the night before yours (jealous!!). start solids before yours. be weaned before yours. teethe before yours. be potty trained before yours. don't stress, fret or rush these milestones! enjoy your little one where they are, today. if you waste this precious time with them worrying about "when" any of the above will happen, you will wake up one day wondering where all the time went. enjoy today, because it's a day you can never get back!

7. take a deep breath and be ok with germs.
i'm no clean freak. however, when we swing at a very PUBLIC park and Kai rubs his sweaty hands all over the chains and seat and then PUTS THEM IN HIS MOUTH i can't help but cringe. of course i attempt to extract the fingers from mouth, but when he's teething, that's dang near impossible. he eats food he's flung off of his high chair OFF the floor and typically out of some crevice or corner where it has been for (shamefully) too long. he drinks out of Honey's bowl. he eats Honey's food. he will knaw on Honey's bones. he licks windows. sucks on rocks. plays around he toilet. puts his mouth on the play-toy in the Dr.'s office waiting room.....etc, etc, etc. the other day, G just about had a heart attack when he walked in to find Kai playing with the fly-swatter. he said "really babe, the fly-swatter?" (implying my negligence). i shot back "you want to entertain him while i cook dinner?" sometimes, you just gotta take a deep breath and thank the Lord for soap and disinfectant wipes and keep repeating "it's just building his immune system...it's just building his immune system..."

8. how to get ready while baby is awake.
i have a box of toys in my bedroom for days when i'm forced to get ready for work while Kai is awake. somedays are worse than others, worse being him pulling on my pants/shorts/legs whining the whole time for me to pick him up. those are not the best of moments. most days, however i break out the "bedroom toys" that are slightly new to him because he doesn't see them every day. they entertain him for awhile and then he usually transfers his attention to the bottom drawer of my bathroom vanity which includes all of my hair products, brushes, combs, blow dryer, etc. once he's bored of that he gets in the shower an knocks everything off the ledge and if mommy REALLY can't find anything to wear he starts to empty out her underwear drawer or the laundry basket. so how do i get ready while Kai is awake? learn to let my room be turned upside down, i guess. i just make sure to shut the door behind me so i don't have to see the mess until i get home!

9. clothes and furniture are never really spotless.
i could clean my couch and rugs every day. they probably need it that often. but i don't, and i'm ok with that. i'm not someone who washes their jeans after each wear. this means that more often than not you may spot dried formula or baby food on various articles of clothing that i'm wearing. i'm ok with that. i often find cracker crumbs dried beneath my bra. i'm ok with that. it gets a little more difficult when i'm dressed for work and trying SOOO hard to stay clean and non-wrinkled and have to feed Kai, change Kai and get Kai out the door---and stay clean and pressed? yeah freakin' right. but, i'm ok with that. people are generally understanding when you tell them why you look slightly disheveled. and really, i'm ok with that.

10. hold them, rock them, savor the snuggles.
my mom and sister who have watched Kai often have remarked to me "you definitely pick him up when he cries, don't you?" ummmm heck yeah, i do! wanna know why? one of these days he's not going to reach up for me to swoop him into my arms and nuzzle him inbetween my neck and shouder. one of these days he's gonna be too big to hold and honestly, i'm going back to work pretty much full time in a week (tear!) and i promise i will NEVER regret any snuggle time i've logged with my boy. same goes for rocking him to sleep. no matter how tired, busy or hot (still no a/c!) i may be when i'm putting him to bed, i always rock, sing and snuggle before nestling him in his crib. i treasure that time and know that all too soon he won't want me to rock him to sleep. so even though he's a walking little monster now, you will often find him in what is still his very favorite place: my arms. and as long as he's reaching up for me, i'll be holding, snuggling and rocking.

Thank you, Kai for changing the way i see the world,
re-arranging my priorities and improving my perspective.
i'm forever grateful.

Monday, August 1, 2011

on turning twenty-seven...

birthday love from my man
(who will ALWAYS be older!!)
birthday drinks with my sister in-laws
(cousin/sister, same diff!)
rum barrel. cedar's patio. sunset over the columbia. warm breeze.
good company.
my mom-in-law makes it and it is my favorite.

***************************


my friend Heather and her two adorable kiddos came to Kai's party at the pool.
when she arrived she handed me two gifts: one for Kai and one for ME!

i put the one for myself aside and it ended up in my purse where i didn't come across it again until i got home and was unpacking what felt like a gazillion
bags, cars, coolers, etc.

i found the square package and card
and opened them alone in the messy quiet of my kitchen.

the instant my eyes scanned the framed quote i burst into tears....
(she'd seen the quote on my Pinterest board!)
joyful tears, sentimental tears, thankful tears, tired tears.


that very quote defines this past year.

for once, my life wasn't all about me---or all about G.

i've spent every SINGLE of the last 365 days
giving my baby boy a warm bubbly bath and rocking and snuggling him to sleep at night...
feeding him, wiping his tears (among other things...), reading him stories, making him laugh and showering him with hugs and kisses.

that night that marked his first year i rocked him to sleep 
singing the same song
in the same rocker
but as i tucked him into his crib i found myself saying a different kind of prayer...

a prayer of thanks.

for a year of lessons learned
for friends. for moms. for sisters.
for G, who is the best Daddy.

 for the chance to know a love like this.

and with a kiss on his sweet smooth forehead i crept out of his room and across the hall to my bedroom, placed the frame on my bedside table and gave in to the emotions overflowing in my soul

and cried.