Wordless Wednesday {My Pumpkins}

 

Party In The Tub

A quick search on Pinterest for glow stick bath will bring you plenty of results.  I had seen the pins plenty of times, but never pinned it to my boards.  Then one day I went into Target, and they had packs of glow sticks in the $1 section, I couldn't resist giving it a try.  Which leads us to a recent bath for Micah.

Little dude had so much fun bathing with the glow sticks.  And I loved seeing him so excited.

Corrin: Eight Weeks

Pretend Play

Micah is finally into the stage where he is mimicking things that Mikey and I do, and engaging in pretend play.  It is so much fun to see him learning and growing before our eyes.  Last night he decided to "iron" his pajama bottoms.

Happy Birthday!

Today my great-grandmother, and my children's great-great-grandmother turns 97 years old!  She's had some rough days of lately, but she's still kicking. I am convinced that she is going to outlive us all.

Happy Birthday Grandma!

I Am Not My Hair

The day of the Big Chop.

I started transitioning from relaxed hair to natural roughly one year ago.  Approximately six months ago, I did the big chop.  I won't lie.  I have considered relaxing my hair several times in the past year.  I still consider relaxing my hair. I have felt so discouraged about my hair during this past year.  I haven't been able to learn to style my hair the way I would like.  I miss my "long" hair.  Sometimes I think, maybe I'm not cut out to be natural?

 

 Then, I started playing in my hair, and I am slowly figuring out things that I can do with my hair.  I have learned how to twist my hair.  I also, am beginning to like my afro a little more.  I have finally fallen onto the learning curve with styling my natural hair.  The problem that I have is that my hair is the length that I don't like.  I prefer long hair or short hair.  I do not like the mid-length hair, and that's where I am right now.  A part of me wants to chop it all off again, and go with a really low cut.  A part of me feels like I should keep working to grow it out.  I am giving myself to April, which will be the one year anniversary of my big chop, to decide what I want to do.

p.s. I will update with a more recent picture as soon as I take one.

It Won't Be Like This For Long

After this week, I needed this song to remind me that it won't be like this for long.

I know that this time next year, I will be longing for these days.  Even though it's hard right now, I know I will wish for this time again.  I have to remind myself to cherish these moments with my baby now.

Darius Rucker is able to say it so much better than I.  Here are the lyrics.

He didn't have to wake up
He'd been up all nite
Lay'n there in bed listen'n
To his new born baby cry
He makes a pot of coffee
Splashes water on his face
His wife gives him a kiss and says
It's gonna be OK

It won't be like this for long
One day soon we'll look back laugh'n
At the week we brought her home
This phase is gonna fly by
So baby just hold on
It won't be like this for long

Four years later bout four thirty
She's crawling in their bed
And when he drops her off at preschool
She's clinging to his leg
The teacher peels her off of him
He says what can I do
She says now don't you worry
This will only last a week or two

It won't be like this for long
One day soon you'll drop her off
And she won't even know your gone
This phase is gonna fly by
If you can just hold on
It won't be like this for long

Some day soon she'll be a teenager
And at times you'll think she hates him
Then he'll walk her down the aisle
And raise her vail
But right now she's up and cry'n
And the truth is that he don't mind
As he kisses her good night
And she says her prayers
He lays down there beside her
Till her eyes are finally closed
And just watch'n her it breaks his heart
Cause he already knows
It won't be like this for long
One day soon that little girl is gonna be
All grown up and gone
Yeah this phase is gonna fly by
So he's try'n to hold on
Cause, it won't be like this for long
It won't be like this for long

Scratchin' and Survivin'

My infant is a mini foreign spy.  At the very least, she is an expert in torture tactics.  Sleep deprivation is her specialty, and method of choice.  I have been attempting to function everyday this week on minimal sleep.  She went to sleep easily, and slept well Monday night.  Sunday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, she stayed up way pass a reasonable bed time.  Last night she went to sleep easily, but was up at 4:30 AM to have her nose suctioned, get a diaper change, and eat.  She's breaking me down.  My only saving grace, is that I know that eventually, this phase will pass, and I will wish for the times when she was small, stationary, and snugly.

I have been working on figuring out a routine for myself, now that I am back to work.  It's interesting getting up and ready in the morning.  I have to feed Corrin early enough to have enough time to shower, dress, and get out the door on time.  There's also the commute to work. I have realized that I really, really dislike the commute.  I leave so much earlier, and get home so much later than I would like.  Roughly twelve hours of my day is spent away from my babies because of my commute and work day.  I really do not like my commute.  

I missed my babies every day, but somehow I managed to make it a full week without crying.

Regrets

“For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.”  ~ John Greenleaf Whittier

Mikey and I were having a conversation recently, and somehow the subject of regrets came up.  We both acknowledged that we have no regrets regarding where we have found ourselves in life thus far. My plan was always to marry, buy a house, and become a mother.  Thankfully, I have managed (with Mikey) to achieve those things.

My life has not gone as planned.  I doubt anyone has the life that they planned in the way that that expected.  There are a few things that I wish I had done differently.  There are some things that I wouldn't change.  Things that at the time seemed to be tragic, I can now see were leading me to the point I'm at today.

I have no idea what the future holds for me.  Right now, the plan is to raise my children, grow old with my husband, and live happily ever after.

Wordless Wednesday {My Loves}

Corrin: Seven Weeks

Back to Reality

My first day back to work was eventful, to say the least.  First, we had traveled to South Carolina this past Wednesday.  We returned home much later than planned.  Corrin, then decided that she wasn't sleeping once we were home.  She had slept the entire drive.  She screamed and cried.  Mikey and I tried everything we knew to do to get her to sleep.  We rocked her.  She cried. We bounced her.  She cried. We fed her.  She ate, then cried.  Finally, at roughly 3:30 AM, she fell asleep.  She was awake again at 6:00 AM to eat.  By 6:30 AM, she was asleep again, and I was preparing for work.

I was exhausted ALL day at work.  I felt like I had a nose bleed a few times, because I was so tired.  Thankfully, my supervisor decided to take it easy on me, and allowed me the day to acclimate myself to work again.  I really forgot a lot of what I knew.  I had a hard time remembering passwords.  The procedure had changed on a few processes.  It just was difficult to get into a groove.  I also was transferred to a different team.  That meant my work station moved.  I had to set up my computer, arrange my things, and finish moving some files from my previous work station. I also requested to have my new printer connected to my computer.  

I am also pumping at work.  Conveniently enough, a recent renovation has added a small office near my work station that does not have a window.  The majority of the offices are very open with windows that allow light in, and anyone who wants to look.  I managed to forget my cooler and ice pack at home.  I also have to figure out a schedule to pump and manage my work load.  The schedule that I have works for now, but I'm sure it will change.  

I missed my babies all day too.  I hate the idea that I will miss a lot of firsts for Corrin, because I will be at work or commuting. 

Happy Birthday!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLE MONKEY!!

Snap Shot Bloopers

Here's the blooper reel from the snapshots taken yesterday.

Refusing to look at the camera.

You go that way.  I'll go this way.

Cheese!

Cheese!

Not properly focused.

SnapShots

This evening I dragged Micah and Angelo out into the yard and took a few pictures.Neither of them was the most cooperative.  Micah will refuse to look at the camera or make funny faces.  Angelo just doesn't understand the concept of staying still.  These are the few decent shots that I got.  Sadly, I got a few that would have been awesome if they had been in focus.

I'll post bloopers tomorrow.

Getting Ready

We are preparing for Micah's birthday celebration.  Plans are in the works. Invites should have arrived by now.

Corrin: Six Weeks

Micah {23 Months}

I can't believe that my big boy will be two years old in one month. Time is moving too fast.  I poured my heart out about how Micah still feels like he's my baby, even though he's growing so quickly here.  This month, I am just going to give you pictures of Micah.  Look out for the in-depth post for his second birthday.

Peak-a-boo

I See You!

Corrin won't take the paci, but Micah likes to try it out.

Running In Circles

Micah did not nap yesterday.  The following video is an example of how he keeps himself going when he hasn't had enough sleep.

Fall Fun 2012: Corn Dawgs Part 2

Continuing our adventures at Corn Dawgs from Part 1. We actually managed to complete two activities on our Fall Fun list.  We visited the corn maze and the pumpkin patch. 

The pumpkin patch!

My favorite!

House of pumpkin

He thought he had a field full of balls.

Cheese!

A nice couple took a family picture for us.  They also had a boy (4) and a girl (2) who were two years apart.

Then we made it to the six and under area, and Micah really enjoyed himself.

Baby zip lines!

He enjoyed the zip line.

Corrin slept the whole time we were there.

King of the Hay!

He refused to ride the Flying Pig.

Happy Fall Y'all!

Done.