Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Christmas Photos

I took a bunch of pictures one sunny afternoon and had to pick just a few for our Christmas card. (Which, if you got it, sorry about the dark photo, boo. It went something like this:

Step 1: Michael said I should get a proof first but I thought, 'No, I'm sure it will be fine.' 
Step 2: I ordered and picked up 40 photos the day before the "Arctic Blast" of 2013. The main picture is clearly too dark. 
Step 3: We are stuck at home for 5 days.
Step 4: I say, "Ah, screw it." Sign, stamp & mail out all cards during Step 4's hibernation period.

Step 5: Next year I'll order a proof.)

Anyways, off the bunny trail. Back to the photo dump!

Get ready, baby. Here we go...

"Smile baby!"

He thinks smiling means sticking out your chin and looking up to the sky.

Looks like a little man!

Playing hide-and-seek with mom behind the tree. (One of many attempts to capture a sweet smile.)

Isaac saying, "Where did they go?" Speaking of the airplane that flew over.

I believe he is chewing on an animal cracker here...

Look at those beautiful brown eyes!

Footballs are for kicking, right?!

Looking up at an airplane.

Oh how this boy makes my heart melt!

"Whatever Mom."

"Ok, enough."

"Look at my handsome vest!"
Exploring sticks in the front yard.

Running away from the camera, I'm sure!


Sweet boy is zoning out a bit. He had a little cold that day, but it didn't stop me! :-)

Looking for airplanes again.

Nom nom, finger.

Yes! We're done!

Not the one we used for the Christmas card.

Just a little post-photo-shoot relaxin'.
"For to us a child is born,
    to us a son is given,
    and the government will be on his shoulders.
And he will be called
    Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
    Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace."
~Isaiah 9:6

Merry, Merry Christmas all! May you have a peaceful, restful, thankful season. 

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Favorite Books of 2013

I always have grand ideas of how much reading I'm going to do in a year. 30 books doesn't look so bad when you've got them stacked up, especially when you're thinking of an entire year, but the reality is that I don't have as much time for reading as I used to. I don't read 30 books a year anymore. And these days, I'm usually reading on the Kindle app on my phone while Isaac is napping. 

I did get through a few good ones this year, however. Each title is a link to the Kindle edition on Amazon if you're interested in checking it out! Here are my favorite books from 2013:

Nonfiction: 
7 by Jen Hatmaker- Will make you count your (many) blessings & make you evaluate your current lifestyle. My most favorite is the purse giveaway. :)
Radical by David Platt- Probably my best book of the year!
Feminine Appeal by Carolyn Mahaney- A great guide for Christian women.
Passport Through Darkness by Kimberly L. Smith- Y'all. Read this book. It's about life in Darfur (Southern Sudan) for orphans and women. The stories will hurt, but you'll leave with a desire to pray harder and give more to those who haven't been as lucky as you.

Fiction:
Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn- Crass but very entertaining
Rebecca by Daphne DeMaurer- Loved the classic literature feel with a quick moving plot and memorable characters
Night Light, Dawn's Light, True Light, & Last Light by Terri Blackstock- Clearly I got hooked by book one, enough to read all 4 in the series.
Gods and Kings: Chronicles of the Kings, Book 1 by Lynn Austin- I love when authors take Biblical stories and make it into a work of fiction. I plan to read the rest of this series too!
Zorro by Isabel Allende- Fun, quick read even though it's quite long. And I loved the ending. Brownie points.
Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers- One of my favorite historical fiction books of all time. I think this was my... 3rd time reading? 4th maybe? :)


Other books I read that were Eh:
Cold Fear by Rick Mofina- Definitely not my favorite book of the year, but I was entertained. Follows the story of a missing girl in the Montana mountains. I don't like when books are filled with characters you can't keep track of, and that was the case here. 
Let Them Eat Cake by Sandra Byrd- Kind of a silly, easy read. About a young, single girl working at a French Bakery in Seattle. Also part of a series but unless the rest are free I probably won't read.Bossypants by Tina Fay- Not all that funny.
The Vow by Kim & Krickitt Carpenter- Definitely different than the movie (surprise, surprise). It was ok but not very memorable.
Pride & Prejudice by Jane Austen- Ok I only got to 21% but I'm just not a classic literature girl! I feel like I should have loved it because I loooooove the movie & miniseries but I just couldn't get into it. I think it's because Isaac has stolen some of my brain.
North & South by Elizabeth Gaskell- I only got to 5% of this one. See above comment...

Sixteen books completed in 2013. Not too bad! I'm working on compiling my list for 2014 and would love to hear your suggestions!!

Monday, December 9, 2013

Confessions of a First Time Mom: My Little Toddler!

I like not having a deadline, but have missed filling you in on all the shenanigans that go on around this (new!) house. We are officially moved into our new home in Denton, Texas! Well, it's not actually a new home, the neighborhood was built in the 80s, but it's new to us. We are still working on unpacking boxes, hanging pictures, getting new windows and scraping an inch of ice off everything, but for now I consider us officially moved in. Let me know when you are headed through North Texas and you can have our guest room (that's not actually set up yet but will be soon)! 
 
In the meantime, Isaac will be 14 months in a few days and is now a full-blown toddler! He's walking (really fast- it's possible that he almost walked into the street last week. I mean, this boy is fast. But I'm still faster.) He's saying lots of words- Mama, Dada, Baby, Na (snack), Shs (shoes), Baba (bubbles, Broncos, button, basically any word that starts with B and has two syllables), NiNi (night night), Ba (ball), Boo (book- this boy loooooves books), and you know, other baby words that probably aren't that interesting to you anyways. 
 
Ok, here we go:
 
Dress Up
 
I'm really hoping my husband doesn't read this, because even he doesn't know this confession and he might not like it so much. I accidentally dress Isaac up in girly clothes & jewelry. Gah. That sounds bad. In my defense, I don't really mean to. It's more like, I'm unpacking some scarves or hanging up some necklaces & I think, 'Let's put this on Isaac and see how he reacts.' Ok, so it's not so bad. And the girly clothes? Let me explain. I like the legging-type pants that stay tight on his legs because he's so active that his pants always hike up and he's walking around like a wanna be gangster. That concerns me. (Ok, it's more about his calves being cold, but that still concerns me.) So I bought some leggings, and I probably knew that they were girl pants, but I bought them anyways. So, he's wearing girl clothes. 

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Are these pants girly?!?!

The Car...
 
Oh the car. It's 25% our friend and 75% our enemy. Sometimes he loves the car, most of the time he hates it. I get a little flustered when we get in the car. One time I forgot to buckle his carseat. Well, I remembered the chest part but not the crotch part. I'm driving down the highway (at 60 MPH, what is wrong with me!?) and I suddenly have the realization that I'm a complete idiot and forgot to buckle my son appropriately in his safety seat. Here's me, in 2.5 seconds flat, stopped and in the backseat, on the side of the highway, buckling the crotch part (is there a better name for that part of the carseat?!). Continue on.
 
Another time, he's actually being fairly quiet while driving, so I'm thinking he's either sleeping or miraculously content with a toy. Then I hear squeaking sound that I can't quite put my finger on. I look back, and sure enough, he's full on chomping on his shoe. Cleaning his teeth on the rubber of the shoe. The dirty, well worn shoe. Do I stop for that? Nope. Continue on.
 
Then other times, this happens:
 
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I Have a Cleavage Problem 
 
I have never, ever, never, ever, ever had a cleavage problem before in my life. I have been a member of the IBTC since I got what you might call boobs. And I didn't even get those until high school. I've always been a purchaser of push up bras and size small shirts. I've never had to worry about leaning over too far or my back hurting from the extra weight. And no matter how hard I squeezed my arms together, I could never even get my boobs to touch.
 
Now? Wow. What happened?!? I have boobs, and I can't control them. Nursing a baby has given me what I've always wanted: cleavage. But now, I don't really want it. They are a sacred, beautiful, private vessel for my baby, not a public, sexual, luring attraction for the public. But now that I feel that way, I have a battle on my hands trying to keep them in. Sometimes I catch myself in the mirror or I look down and think, "Oh God, I'm sorry. Let me just pull my shirt up to my neck and hope it stays for 10 minutes." Who knew?!?
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Sure, You Can Play with That
 
Isaac is a cuddly baby. He loves to be held and played with and read to. And I'm going to take advantage of that while I still can. However. There are times when I just need Isaac to be entertained for at least 10 minutes. I need to put on my makeup. I need to do breakfast (and lunch) dishes. I need to use the freaking bathroom without holding him. Ha. And since he's a very active toddler, he can be hard to entertain. Just giving him a toy and laying him on the ground doesn't work anymore. He wants to get into stuff, dangit.
 
My motto has become it's fine with Mama as long as the time spent entertaining him outweighs the time I spend cleaning it up. Case in point: The classic tupperware cabinet? Totally worthless. He's interested for a few minutes, & I find lids all over the house for hours. But tampons & nail polish? Golden! He's entertained for seriously 20 minutes & I just throw everything back under the sink. Spoons and plastic dishes? Yes. In the laundry basket? Why not. Moving boxes, packing peanuts, Christmas ornaments, leaves, the baby monitor, crochet hooks, mail, and more are all fine with Mama. As long as it can't cut skin, break, be swallowed (well... even that depends), cause bruises or tears, it's usually considered a great toy. :)
 
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Thank you, Isaac and Mr. Lego Man, for helping unload the dishwasher. 

I knew this "Confessions" thing would never end. I have some exciting things coming up in the new year so stay tuned! Until then, have a wonderful, messy, peaceful and restful holiday season. I will post some photos from Isaac's unprofessional photo shoot before Christmas! Happy Holidays!











Wednesday, November 6, 2013

You Know You Live in Texas When…

A property is worth $1 million because of it’s barns.

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You find a cricket on your pillow, a possum on your back porch, an armadillo as roadkill, and this spider in your kitchen. All in the same day.Texas Blog2

Yikes!

The grocery stores sell Dallas Cowboys grocery bags.

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I had to find someway to include a picture of the Baby… ;-)

The local Christian radio station has commercials for hair therapy, spa treatments, & weight loss supplements. They have sponsors like the Texas Department of Transportation, the whole City of Grapevine, & “Heaven’s Best Carpet Cleaning.”

Your hair won’t stay flat regardless of how much straightening or hairspray you use. And that’s on a “low humidity” day. Curly is the way to go here!Texas Blog3

There’s at least 1 fried chicken restaurant per mile of highway.

There are 2 Anchormen on the local news station named Bud & Babe.

Houses don’t come with refrigerators. When people sell their houses they seriously pack up their fridge & take it with them. Seems irrational to me.

It’s also not typical to find a house with gutters. Which is weird because…

It seriously rains here. I mean, rains. Like, lots of water coming out of the sky. Lots. And, for more than 5 minutes at a time. It’s foreign to me.

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Gas is $2.82/gallon.

Kids wear just their Halloween costumes Trick-or-Treating. Like, without the winter gear covering it all up. You can actually tell what the kid is trying to be for Halloween.

You can wear a tank top & flip flops in November. I can’t wait to see what happens when it “snows!” :-)Texas Blog4                                                                   November 1st!

And finally, a big reason we moved here: Your new house, which is a bit larger, more updated, & otherwise very similar, cost $85,000 less than your old house in Colorado.

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Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Confessions of a First Time Mom- 1 YEAR!!


Well, wow. We made it to a year! What an incredible ride this past year has been. It's really hard to describe just how amazing it is to watch a baby grow in their first year, how sweet and fun my child is, how honored and blessed I feel to be a mother, how much my life has changed, and how hard it all is. It's most definitely worth it, but man, being a mom is hard! 

I've really thought a lot this past month about what I've learned about motherhood in a year, and although I am certainly no expert by any stretch of the imagination, I really have seen myself grow and adapt to the challenges that come with having a baby.

Do What Gives You Peace

After months & months of trying to do the "right" thing, I had to give up because I was spiraling down into self-defeat. I tried & tried to "fix" Isaac's sleeping "problem," using this person's advice & methods from that book & training from what I've heard in that online article & do what I've seen work for those moms. But you know what happened? The more & more I tried to do what I thought I should be doing, the more frustrated, upset & resentful I got. Then I felt guilty for feeling frustrated, upset & resentful. It was horrible self-defeating behavior when all I was trying to do was learn how to be a mommy & my baby was just learning how to be a little human bean!
One of the first pics of me & Isaac
Me & Isaac just before his 1st birthday
If I could go back and change one thing, it would be to just do what felt right for me & my baby in the moment. However wrong, or taboo, or unconventional, or strange it might seem to everyone else. To not read books, to not ask for advice (although I appreciate knowing other mom's experiences), to not seek help with the minor things. Because my baby isn't some problem that needs to be fixed & straightened out. He is a baby, who is learning how to do everything & might just take a little time to learn!

Mama, let me give you permission, just in case you thought you needed it: If you want to work outside the home? Do it! Don't feel guilty! If you want to nurse or rock your baby to sleep? Do it! Don't listen to the critics! If you want to sleep train & let your baby cry it out? Do it! I wish it worked for us! If you want to formula feed your baby instead of breastfeed? Do it! More power to you! If you want to breastfeed your baby past a year? Do it! Who cares what people think? If you're fine with getting up at night & going to baby when s/he cries? Do it! Who else's business is it, anyways? If you don't want to follow a schedule? Don't do it! Do what works for your family!

People will say you're reinforcing bad habits, or, they need to learn to fall asleep on their own, or, letting your baby cry will cause long term psychological damage, or, you know, breast is best, or, you shouldn't pick him up if he cries in the middle of the night, or, babies need consistency. All this so-called expert advice that really does you no good when you're trying to raise your own baby that expert has never met. What do they know? And in all honesty, what do your friends know? What does that blogging mom know? What does that doctor who wrote that book know about your baby?? None of them are in your home or your baby's room in the middle of the night when you just want him to stop crying. You were given Mama Bear instincts by the God who created you to be a mom, so trust in yourself & just do what you think is best for your baby! And do it with all the confidence in the world. Knowing that you love your baby & are doing the best you can, and that is perfect!

Confession: I believe I gave some advice on this blog around 4 or 5 months... I apologize. I hope to never give unsolicited advice to a new mommy again. It's funny because even I am not following all that advice I gave. At this time, with Isaac at a year old:

~I am still breastfeeding. I plan to continue until he shows signs that he's not interested anymore.

~I nurse Isaac to sleep every single night. And I have no regrets. Our bedtimes are so peaceful. 10 times out of 10.

~Isaac usually wakes once a night. I go in to his room within a few minutes of him waking up & nurse him right back to sleep. Usually I fall asleep in the chair with him for awhile.

~I nap with Isaac twice a day. We cuddle up in our Green Comfy Chair (GCC! I am so thankful for you!), I nurse him to sleep, & he sleeps anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour. I usually read my Kindle for awhile but then fall asleep myself! I do not feel bad or guilty. The time he is this little is so short & I can wash dishes later! And I’m tired. So there.

Let. It. Go.

Ok so just in case you've been following me this year & for some strange reason you haven't been able to tell, let me just start by saying I am slightly Type A, uptight, anxious, & I like predictability and when things follow the rules. Well if I have been challenged in any way in becoming a mother, it has been in letting go a bit of this side of my personality. My baby was born as a psychological spitting image of his father: Type B. He has challenged my need to be in control, organized & find answers. It has been extremely difficult at times but I am so thankful for this lesson.

If you are the more Type B person, you probably aren’t going to get a lot from this, because you’re probably already a pro at this. But, for those of you who are anything like me, let me tell you, you have to learn to let it go. No matter how many books you read or experts you consult or how consistent you are, things will blow up. I can guarantee you will run into one of the following unexpected bumps at some point in the first year: Baby will nap in the car for 20 minutes no matter what you do (music, open windows, reaching back and tapping his forehead- not me, of course). He will sleep late and mess up his nap schedule for the rest of the day. He will wake up early and mess up his nap schedule for the rest of the day. He will sleep when he’s supposed to be awake & be awake when he’s supposed to sleep. He will scream for no apparent reason. He will reject food for no apparent reason. He will not go back to sleep with any amount of bouncing, singing, or rocking, even though you know he’s exhausted. He will go through sleep regressions & suddenly wake up multiple times at night after consistently sleeping through the night for weeks. He will make you emotional & sensitive from your lack of sleep.

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If you worry & become anxious about each of these bumps, you will spend your baby’s first year stressed, depressed, & unhappy. I was totally there. For a long time, I was anxious when anything came up that I thought wasn’t “supposed” to happen. I couldn’t let it go when I thought my baby was doing something atypical. I subconsciously thought all other babies were behaving differently, and all other moms were getting an A+ while I’m here with Isaac failing miserably. Which, I can see now, is most certainly not true. But at the time, I equated Isaac’s “bumps” with failing.
He must think I'm an ok Mama :)

The best thing I could have done is to just let. it. go. So he doesn’t nap very long? So he doesn’t sleep through the night? So we don’t have a predictable schedule? To help in not getting worked up, keep the long term vision in mind: All children will learn to sleep without their parent’s help. Someday he will stop napping all together. He doesn’t have any physical or mental problems (praise God), & these minor schedule variances aren’t going to create any. You know, sometimes your situation just is. It just is! And you adapt. You as the adult change. You have to find a way to work with the unique temperament of your baby. Do your best, breathe, keep yourself healthy, and know you love your baby & that is more important than their sleep schedule.
At one year, Isaac is healthy & happy, & I'm sure it wasn't my anxiety that got him there. 
We've come a long way!!
Confession: I'm still Type A. I like when Isaac wakes up within 15 minutes of the same time every day. I like to have him nap at the same time every day. I still get a little flutter of anxiety when he wakes up in the middle of the night, especially if I think it's earlier than he should. I still do everything in my power to keep him awake in the car so he will take a real nap at home. And yes I have tapped him on the forehead from the front seat to keep him awake. I can't always just let things go & pretend they don't bother me. I often still wonder if he will sleep through the night consistently... ever. I am not a pro at letting it go. But I have gotten better. :)

Well friends & family, that's the end of my 1 Year blog. I would like to continue (the Lord knows the embarrassing confessions have not ended) but also have some other ideas in mind for this blog. Including but not limited to: motherhood devotionals, crochet/craft projects, & life updates & photos. So I probably won't be doing monthly Confessions after this, but I'll keep a list going & update as it fills up, how's that? :) My hope & prayer is that someone has found this blog helpful, or at the very least that you got a laugh out of it. We are all imperfect people just trying to figure out how to live the best lives we can. And often funny things happen in the process. I'm thankful to you for following me, & I hope you will continue to do so! 

I'll leave you with some pictures of Isaac's first birthday party!
Birthday Party!

He cannot wait for cupcakes!

Mama wants some!

Leggos!!!

What is this most amazing toy ever?!?

Rody is a hit!

Kisses for Mama. Moments like this confirm that I did something right!
He's walking!

10/11/13- 1 Year Old!