Showing posts with label 1st birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1st birthday. Show all posts

Friday, January 13, 2012

16 unrelated and unorganized things

16 Completely Unrelated and Unorganized things I want to share:

1. I'm cleaning out my ipod. I have some strange music.

2. I'm also not afraid to confess that when I was immersed in the dating scene I used to upload songs that my "boy" at the time liked so I would be more cool, and so I could relate to him more. Most of that stuff I never actually really liked.

3. I don't really feel like I have a music identity. I love Rascal Flatts, Black Eyed Peas, and Incubus. I also love Natasha Bedingfield, Red Hot Chili Peppers, and William Joseph. But mostly I really love Carrie Underwood, Goo Goo Dolls, and LMFAO. My favorite music years were the 90's. I could listen to 90's music all day, every day, and be perfectly content.

4. This is my baby with his buddy. They're 5 days apart. His buddy has always been bigger and my baby has always been small. He's only 13% for weight as a 12 month old.


5. This is my baby with his girl buddy. She is a doll. They were really enjoying the balloons.


6. This is my baby heading outside. I already shared this picture, so nevermind.


7. This is what happened when we decided to feed him frozen blueberries. He loved them. He ate the entire bowl. He wanted the spoon I was holding. He was not mad about being purple. 


8. These are the cupcakes I made for his birthday party. They look like poop on grass. Don't worry. That was my first thought, Mister Man's first thought, and every party guest's first thought too. It's easier to just say it outright instead of having everyone think it and get all uncomfortable and stuff. 


9. Just a little decor. What a boring picture.


10. My boys. They really mean the world to me. My bigger boy gave me a nice massage last night. It was really sweet and something that hasn't happened since we lived in Orem. What a hunk-of-a-man. 


11. For some reason every mom thinks their first child on their first birthday will have a ball smashing and inhaling his first cake. Most mom's take pictures of this milestone. What veteran mom's know and don't tell new mom's is that most kids don't actually smash the cake immediately, often not at all. Most kids don't want to touch the strange thing. The pictures that come from this event are often staged by the dad smashing the kids hands into the frosting and the kid proceeding to rub them all over his face in an attempt to remove the foreign substance from his extremities. This process is repeated to make the situation look more realistic until the child either screams in protest, refuses to participate, or decides to taste the sugar and realizes it's actually delicious. Not saying any of this happened...


12. I needed to pictate and document proof that I have one little creative bone in my body and can actually produce semi-festive concoctions. These were birthday cupcakes.


13. Snow day. The twenty minutes of dressing, exploring, photographing, and cleaning up, was one of the best twenty minutes in my life. Mostly because this little dude kept toddling up and down our hallway. He looked ridiculously cute and silly and we kept laughing at him. Which made him laugh. Which made us laugh. 



How could you possibly not giggle at this little bundled up ball of cuteness?

14. These things were actually kind of related. I should have titled this "16 things about Bubs." Except for the music and ipod part. 

15. For some reason I've been getting extremely stir crazy lately. I feel like I need a big change in my life. My life feels a little stagnant and a little boring. (it's really not) I actually have lots of exciting things going on. Things like callings, a toddler, and, and, uh, callings, and uh, a toddler, I suppose. Mostly I just really want to move or get a puppy! Now! I'm a "now" kinda girl...waiting is not my forte.

When I think about the past 3 1/2 years we've been married, we've had big changes occur about every year or year and a half, which means I'm due for a change. I think that change might have to be re-arranging my living room tomorrow... 

16. I have now been doo-daddling around on the computer for 2 hours. My ipod is half cleaned out, I searched for puppies, and I wrote a blog post. What a productive morning. I think I'll put on some makeup now...maybe go to Costco or something. Make myself useful in some way...

Saturday, January 7, 2012

One year ago today...

One year ago today:


This technically was a year ago yesterday, when I first entered the hospital. 
Before all the real pain started. 

28 hours later....

Definitely not my most glamorous moment, but nothing is more joyous than meeting and holding your brand new baby for the first time.

Very much in love.

My little, tiny baby...

...is not so little and tiny anymore. 

In fact he's pretty big.
And pretty cute.
And pretty dang awesome.

I feel pretty good too.
Emotionally, I'm much more stable.
Physically, I am down 45 pounds from the day I delivered a year ago.
Overall I feel so much more confident and thrilled to be a mom.
In fact, I actually love it.
A lot.
I have been having so much fun with our little boy, and I am so happy to have him in our lives!
He truly fills my life with joy. 

Now if only he would cuddle like this again...
Maybe when he gets a little older and realizes it's fun to cuddle with mom.
I can only hope.

It's amazing how a year can pass so quickly.
Last night and many times today I had moments of remembering that day (days?) in the hospital leading up to the birth of our son. It was definitely an experience I'll never forget! I'm so grateful to be a mom, and especially to be a mom of our sweet, baby boy! I love you, Bubs!