My Valentine

No time for the mush or the gush. And not that you would want to hear all about how wonderfully happy my husband makes me.....(refer to post last October).
So in short he is my love, my life, my Valentine. We have spent 5 spectacular V'days together. This year as my husband was driving me to McDonalds to surpirse me with an Oreo McFlurry (my absolute favorite, thanks to my pregnancy with Liam) we were recalling some of our favorite V'day memories. Both of us agreed that the first was one of our favorites. It was my first Valentine's ever that I had someone to do something special for. I had a trip flying around for 4 days before I would get to see him in Boston. I was not going to have time to shop for anything once I got there, so I collected things around the country to decorate his apartment with. I loaded up on lots of goodies, candles, streamers, A Heart shaped door mat (huge), and a bunch of confetti. I smuggled all of this in extra brown paper bags along with my suitcase, tote bad and purse. After all the door mat was HUGE. So I arrive in Boston for V'day. And I sit patiently at Sam's apartment waiting for him to get home from work. I had a few hours remaining and I did not want to decorate until right before he would arrive since there were so many candles to light. We were also going out to dinner and I had flown all morning so I was delaying my shower as well......
So 4 hours earlier than expected there is Sam coming through his front door! He surprised me with getting off of work early. And Im screaming NO NO NO You can not be here yet! No NO NO! I make him go back to his car and I tell him to wait for a few minutes and then come up. I open the front door throw the mat on the ground and hurry back inside decorating as fast as I can and then running into the bathroom to get ready. Looking back Im not sure why I went to shower right then but I did, and not knowing that I had locked the dead bolt on the front door I leave Sam stuck outside. I take my time getting ready all the while thinking Sam is in the apartment thinking Im so sweet for decorating it. I get out look around Sam is not in the apartment. I realize he is locked outside. With Lunch. With what was my favorite Teriyaki Sandwich for lunch. With what was a Hot Teriyaki Sandwich for lunch. Now it was a cold one. And poor Sam was out there for close to an hour thinking that I was mad at him and had locked him out on purpose! haha
Anyways it is a funny memory for us. And 5 sweet years later, so deliciously sweet they might as well have been dipped in chocolate, we still have crazy moments like this together. And I love him more every year because of them.

Liam's dedication

Every day Sam and I pray over Liam's life. We pray that the Lord will be his vision, his path, and his guide. It was important for Sam and I to stand in front of our family and Church family and dedicate Liam to the Lord. Making a public profession of our promise to God to raise our son to know him and his word and the sacrifice that was made for each one of us.

I will miss this....

When I am just sitting down to put my feet up after spending the last 20 minutes putting my baby to sleep, and he wakes up again crying.
When I just get Liam cleaned up and dressed and he spits up and he needs an outfit change after 5 minutes in the other one.
When I have him completely bathed and I am wrapping his towel around him and he pees on himself.
When he will not stop screaming, no matter what I do to calm him down.
When I am up for the 3rd time during the night and I am so tired I can not see straight.
When I am juggling a screaming baby in my arms while I try to make myself a quick something to eat.
When I have bounced, rocked, and walked, Liam and I know longer remember a time before back pain.
When I am just sitting down to put my feet up after spending the last 20 minutes putting my baby to sleep, and he wakes up again crying. And again crying. And again crying.

I just think to myself.....I will miss this....

I know one day Liam will be a little boy, teenager, young adult, who will not need his mommy to coax him back to sleep and ...I will miss this....
He will no longer need me the way he needs me now. And at the times when it seems like this is wearing me down, and I have run out of patience, I just think...I will miss this...
So as hard as it may seem to put him to sleep or have him out of my arms long enough for me to do something (like eat) or my back is breaking from all the bouncing, I am happy to have this time with him. Happy to be his mommy. Happy to be his comfort, to be his familiar, and to be his Happy.
Happy that he needs me, because one day he will need me in a different way and I will miss this time when he was small enough to cradle in my arms and all he needed was to be rocked to sleep.

I will miss all of this.

Liam' ; mois de s troisième

Liam's THIRD month =),
This little bambino is growing like a weed. His hair is coming in and although we can not tell exactly what color it will be yet, we know for sure it feels like peach fuzz and a lot of head rubbing goes on in this house. His eye color is still a bright blue and although we do not know if this will be his permanent eye color, we know for sure that as of right now they are the exact same color as my father's. He likes to keep his hands and toes clenched tight. He loves his bath time with his rubber ducky and smiles while you wash his hair. He will have conversations with you with expression in his coo's that lead you to believe that he knows exactly what he is talking about. His ears stick out and I like to nibble on them. His cheeks are so plump that when he has his head down they hang down and touch his chest. His belly is so round he looks like a miniature Santa Clause. He likes to kick all blankets off of him, grab fist fulls of mommy's hair and pull, he loves music and is the only person on earth who would want to listen to me sing for extended periods of time.
At three months he is 11lbs 7 oz. And I am expecting my muscles to start showing any time now :). His bedtime is around 7 and he is pretty good about going down for it now. It used to take us three hours to get him down for the night and now the longest it has taken is 1 hour. Once he is asleep he has a nice 6 hour sleep wakes up eats and then goes back down anywhere from3 -5 more hours and then eats again and has another quick little sleep. Naps during the day are currently what he is fighting us on. He just does not want to close his eyes and miss out on, the car ride, the stroller walk, the green paint on the walls in his bedroom. He wants to know what is happening everywhere. And oddly enough, at night he sleeps with his bedroom door closed but once it is day time he wont sleep unless the door is open. Whatever works at this point is what we go for. He is not a very large baby and still fits into some of his 0-3 month clothing but we are adjusting his wardrobe to the next size up. I can not believe that a quarter of his first year has blurred past us. I am not sure why I am bad at time management but I really must be because I can not seem to write more often. Even now the bebe is asleep in my arms as I type this.