The Life and Times of Mrs. Blimes

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2012-02-16T13:35:00.001-05:00

The latest get outta nap time free card. "Mom, I gotta go find Mary Jane for Spider Man first and then I can lay down."

Oh my I love him.

But I HATE nap time.

I will never understand why the kids I babysit lay down without so much as a peep but my own children fight me tooth and nail. Hmmph.

I know I ask this ALL the time but, how do you moms of multiple kids do it? And why do you never answer me when I ask? Do I need to be more specific in my questioning? Or do you just plain not have time to respond because you have multiple kiddos? I truly feel your pain there but I need advice!

I don't think I have ever been quite this far behind in my life. I am doing mediocre at best in every aspect of my wifery/motherhood/studying/etc.... Do you realize that hubby and I didn't even "celebrate" on Valentines Day? What the what!?! I am slackin' for sure but at the same time I feel like I am running ragged just to keep my head above water.

And now I'm complaining on my blog. Oh me oh my quesas.

Whining aside, I got a B- on my first statistics exam, which I am totally happy about.

My MIL, FIL and SIL and her sweet baby girl are visiting this weekend, yessssssssss!!!!

The Rascall Flatts concert was ahhhhmazing. Felt like church and a party mixed together for one awesome night of, well, awesomeness.

My dad just finished building a picnic style bench for my eclectic dining set. Yay! Can't wait to get that project up and running.

But seriously people, I need suggestions on how to get it all done over here. I love yall so much but can you please stop making it look so easy! Seriously bloggers! ;0)

Also, Bachelor... What can I say Ben? I kinda knew you would disappoint. We'll see what happens but my faith in you is thread bare at best.

Peace Love and Survivor,

no one's gonna love you more than i do.

2012-02-14T15:13:00.000-05:00

On our very first Valentines Day together, 2002, we were "just friends." We made taco salad with Fani and you gave us flowers and played guitar for us. Then we snuggled while listening to Fani's roommate practice for her speech class. We were so into each other but I was a big, fat, dummy head. Thank God you were patient with me.

For the next two Valentines Days, 2003/2004, you were away on your mission and I could only daydream of you. We sent letters, packages and goodies but it wasn't the same as having your arms (and lips) home with me.

We were engaged by the next Valentines Day, 2005, or just about to be. You played me a private concert and we practiced cooking homemade goodness. I think I remember some kind of green beans with mushroom soup...? It was magical to spend lovers day with you in my arms instead of just on my mind.

2006, our first Valentines Day as a married couple. I remember this one like yesterday. We had decided to take turns planning our Valentines activities and I went first. There was a pair of homemade dice. Hee hee. One had parts of the body and the other food/sauce items. Oh my.

The next year it was your turn. 2007. Four words hunny... Deal or No Deal. Bahahahahahahahahha. I love your face. And the rest of you too. ;0)

Do you remember the letter I wrote you on Valentines Day 2008? I bet you do. Please Lord, don't ever let that be read by ANYONE EVER. For your eyes only love.

In 2009 you planned a Choose your own adventure Valentines Day and it was AWESOME. By then I had started the blog so it is fully documented in all its glory. You are a rockstar.

Valentines Day fell on a Sunday in 2010 so I planned a special home cooked meal. Crab stuffed Manacotti, and we goofed off with Cyberscopes while Miles hung out with his Valentine Anna.

Last year, 2011, I had sweet Oliver in my tummy and was working like crazy on Valentines Day but you managed to make it so special all the same. You planted gifts all around the house and texted me every hour with a new location to find a surprise. Like I said, you're amazing.

I love you so much hunnie. I am so glad to be your Valentine. You make life so easy and sweet. I can't imagine spending this journey with anyone else. You were meant for me.

Happy Valentines Day!

testify.

2012-02-05T13:16:00.003-05:00

No. I didn't stand up in front of the congregation and share my testimony this morning. I didn't take the chance to tell my fellow saints how very dear they are to me and how sometimes just seeing their faces makes my whole week better. I didn't say how completely true I know the gospel to be and how every single day I am thankful for the effects it has on my life.

No. I didn't say anything. But I did show up. And I will keep showing up.

I will wrangle two VERY active boys into constricting suits every Sunday, brush their teeth and hair (which let's face it, doesn't happen nearly often enough because of the epic battle that ensues. Yes, we are a little gross...), pack toys that won't be touched because the podium in front of the chapel is of far superior intrigue, stash snacks that will mostly be ignored except when they are being ground into the carpet/pew/my hair and clothes, deal with leaving all of my classes at least once (on a good day) to feed/change/comfort/distract/put someone in time out, spend the majority of my time exchanging glances with husband secretly agreeing to tie my fallopian tubes in double knots the second we get home, drag a screeching three year old out of the chapel over and over and over trying to teach him the proper reverence for our meetings... and then, once it's all over, I will herd the troublesome twosome to the car where the weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth will consume the entirety of our drive home.

And after all that, I'll be back next Sunday, begging for more.

Because the church is true.

And sometimes just showing up is the most powerful way to show you know it.

Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ know us, they love us and Christ did come to earth to teach us how to return home again someday. He suffered for our sins and our pains so that He can help us when no one else can. President Thomas S. Monson is a true and living prophet of God on the earth today and his words will keep us out of trouble in this uncertain and ever changing world. Joseph Smith did find and translate the Book of Mormon for our day. It is a true record that can bless us beyond our wildest dreams if we follow its teachings. I am thankful today and everyday that I have this beautiful gospel in my life. I hope to teach my children its beauty and see them grow in faith and the light of the truth.

And that is my testimony for today.

some dance to remember.

2012-01-27T12:22:00.002-05:00

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I love you more today than yesterday.

But not as much as tomorrow.

string around my finger.

2012-01-26T13:42:00.000-05:00

A few things this week has brought to mind...

A good friend is better than almost anything. They tell you what you need to hear, listen without judgement, laugh at your bad jokes, see good in you when you cant and most of all, they always serve salmon patties.

A kind husband is more important than a rich husband. Kindness is better than a six pack. Better than a big house and fancy cars. A kind husband is a treasure. If you have one, show him some appreciation.

I am SO glad to be out of the dating game. Seven years seems to have drastically changed the way the world dates. I fear for my boys when their time comes. Maybe arranged marriages will be back in by then. Yes, We'll hope for that.

Being ladylike is an art long forgotten. Let's resurrect it a bit shall we ladies? How's your posture right now? Yeah, mine too. Sit up straight! It does wonderful things for your breasts!

Peanut butter babies make me have raging baby fever. Thanks for that.

Life is short. Pay attention to things that make you happy and let the rest take care of itself.

Also, how is this my first blog this week? Ugh. this is gonna be harder than I thought.

boy oh boy.

2012-01-23T13:51:00.003-05:00

Today has been... a bit on the nightmarish side. Miles seems to be testing me every time I turn around and Oliver just needs me all to himself. Which, of course, he can't have.

Days like today require a lot of deep breathing and counting.

And I am so very, very tired. I miss my 10 o'colck bedtime. Stupid classes I have to stay up late and study for. I suppose I just need to resign myself to the fact that I may not get a decent nights sleep again for a long time. My mama says she hasn't slept well since she had kids. That was 30 years ago.

I'm not sure I'm cut out for that.

The kiddos I babysit went down for their naps easily and are sleeping like angels while Miles is screaming and banging things around his room. Basically this post is keeping me from going in there and spanking his cute little ferrel butt. (Which I have found has absolutely no effect on him anyway btw).

On a happier note, it feels like spring outside today and I really love that. Sometimes living in Florida is just plain awesome.

Also, Hubby surprised me with some fantastic hair product that I am quickly falling in love with. If it keeps up the good work I will absolutely pass on the good word to all of you. So far I am impressed.

Let's see what else... Oh yes, I have decided that I will definitely be home schooling my boys. Lately the prompting that it is right for our family just keeps coming back stronger and stronger.

Lord help me.

Some of my very favorite women have/are homeschooled/ing so I hope to look to them as examples and for advice and support. I'm excited about it but of course trepidation goes hand in hand there.

I suppose that's enough rambling for one day. Bachelor tonight baby! Ben oh Ben oh Ben. What am I going to do with you???

Sorry for the typos, blogger doesn't seem to want to spell check for me and let's face it, I don't have time for all that.

all i have to do is dream.

2012-01-20T13:41:00.000-05:00

Sometimes...

It's hard for me to say no. Even when I really want to.

I'm reminded of how much I love to sit still in a room completely alone and just be quiet.

I feel self-conscious when I speak in front of a group. I never quite get the words right. It's pretty much always embarrassing.

I am mildly dishonest when I hold back my real opinions to save someones feelings. I'd rather be friends than be right though so I don't feel too bad about that one.

I can't imagine a world without My husband.

I'm surprised that I still get sucked into awesome new blogs every time I turn around. Enough is enough people!

I get a little too easily wrapped up in worrying about everyone else's happiness.

I indulge in guilty pleasures like an entire box of wheat thins while watching Dance Moms. Yeah. That happened just before this post. I am a sad sad soul.

I wish all things in life were as wonderful as the first time Drew kissed me. That was a good night.

Found this lovely little list on Young People in Love. Such a cute blog. Feel free to join in the fun.

Happy Friday!

grey.

2012-01-19T13:10:00.000-05:00

I may need an intervention here.

I got this super cozy sweater just after Christmas and preeety much haven't taken it off since.

The one in the pic up there.

Yeah.

Ok, sweater is a tad generous.

It's a sweatshirt. And it ain't pretty.

But it is sooooooooooooooooo comfy!

I maybe went back to Wet Seal and bought two more just like it.

Help.

Aside from my mid-life fashion crisis I'd say things here are swimming along just dandy.

I have actually gotten to comment on a few blogs this week and feel like the tide is turning on this ridiculously lengthy hiatus.

Thank you nap time.

Now seriously I gotta read like 40 pages and listen to that lecture before the kids wake up.

mail call...

2012-01-18T12:38:00.001-05:00

Dear Rascall Flatts,

I will be seeing you soon and it is gonna be awesome! Once I was at an Aerosmith concert and Steven Tyler totally licked a girl right on her cheek. Just sayin.

Dear All the Clothes I Want to Buy,

Why can't you just be free and already in my closet? Or maybe just stop being so dang cute!

Dear House,

I was thinking that maybe, just once in a while, you might stay nice and clean for a little longer than a nano-second.... maybe?

Dear Husband,

You are so flippin cute when you have a present for me. I can tell how hard it is for you not to spill the beans and it is adorable. But I LOVE a good surprise so don't tell!!!

Dear Adorable Baby Shower,

No thank you for the dose of baby fever you gave me. It is NO where near baby time around here yet. YET.

Dear Oliver and Miles,

Seriously guys, you two get cuter every second. So big and so so full of sunshine. I love your guts.

Dear Blog,

You need a face lift. You look tired.

Dear Self,

Remember how the grass is always greener on the other side? Well, there is no grass in your yard at all so think about that the next time you feel the need to compare. It's apples and oranges. You would choose your life and your challenges over someone elses' every time.

Dear Statistics,

Prepare to be conquered. Or at least passed with a B.

Dear Reader,

Whoever you are, thank you for stopping in! It's nice to know you're still out there.

Love,

twenty twelve

2012-01-17T13:08:00.000-05:00

Ah, nap time is here again. All is calm. Well, the teen moms on mtv are a hot mess in the background. Those poor girls. Why do I watch these shows? It's like a human train wreck... that's why. Don't even get me started on The Bachelor. Oh Courtney, you need serious serious help. I know a guy who can fix you right up sweetie pie. And Ben, if I could reach through the tv and chop off those scraggly bedraggled locks I would in a heart beat. Thanks again Shelley for getting me hooked on that show. I love your face.

Geez.

So, I am really enjoying having this laptop. It's nice to be able to blog again. Oh and do homework of course (that's reeeeally why I got it). Speaking of, I need to be watching my hour and a half long lecture while these babes sleep instead of blogging but it can wait just a few more minutes yes?

So.

It is half way thru January and I have yet to post any resolutions or a recap of 2011... Slow mama with two babes, a full time job and school. EXCUSES EXCUSES. Oh I am full of them ladies.

Let me see, what are my goals for 2010...

Draw closer to the Savior. A goal of mine every year. We can never be close enough.

Stay in school. That's a big one. And of course getting good grades goes along with that one.

Figure out how to feed my family better. Less Hot and Ready's and more veggies. Yes, that would be good.

Read more. Book club should take care of that one nicely. (Don't forget ladies, our meeting is in two days!)

Spend a little time each week becoming a better wife and mother. There are so many simple ways to improve upon the love I give to the men in my life. Plus, it's nice to spoil the ones you love every once in a while.

Take time for myself. Sometimes I get so caught up in all the things I want/need to do for others that I completely forget to please me. MUST DO BETTER about this. Maybe I should take myself to Goodwill every monday for 1/2 clothing day. The dream! Ok, maybe not every monday. Fine.

Blog more! This shouldn't be too hard considering chronicling my life is one of my favorite pass times. Past times? Whatev. It may be a tad narcissistic but it makes me happy.

There are so many more goals I have but the list is already looking a little lengthy to me so I'll put a pin in it for now.

Hope 2012 is bright for us all. Let's get our school on, have some babies, exercise more, serve others... all the good things I know we all want!

Set...Go!!!

M

testing...

2012-01-13T12:49:00.000-05:00

Oh hello there.

Yes, I live! Though right now I wish I were napping along with the rest of my baby filled household. (Long night filled with a teething baby and a bed hopping three year old. Dang I love em though.) Is there anything better in this world than family? I think not.

There have been so many moments over the past few months when I find myself smiling inside as I look around and see all the love that lives in this tiny house with me. I am truly so blessed.

I honestly don't know what I did right to deserve such a richness of joy in my little family. But I wouldn't trade it for anything. Sigh. My boys.

Buuuuuut, I have missed blogging so much since baby Oliver joined us. The boy is pure sugar but he's a real time suck I tell ya. And now that I am going to Florida State (oh, did you not hear? I'm a Nole girl now baby) These classes are just one more distraction from blogging. Does the world not realize that I need my writing fix?

Geez.

This semester I am taking Statistics (whoa... thank goodness I married a math genius) and Family Relationships. So far so good. Pray for me. One class is online and the other is after work on Mon and Wed. It's pretty busy but busy works for me. Until I can't get my blog on, then we got a problem.

But I am ready to get back to this old blog. I hope to be able to catch up on all of yours as well cuz I miss your faces! (And gettin all up in your bidnuss of course).

Hope all is well.

you're my shooting star.

2011-12-29T21:06:00.001-05:00

My Sweet Birthday Prince,

I love you like crazy. You are so big and so smart. You bring a joy to our family that could shine through the deepest darkness. You have the sweetest little voice Miles. Sometimes when you talk I swear my heart literally melts a little. I love the way you say "rumbled" when you really mean "rumpled", like when your blankets are rumpled up at bedtime... I love the way you say "stunder" and "stumb" for "thunder" and "thumb." I love love love to hear you say "I yuv you." You are amazing sweet man.

You can climb to the top of the magnolia tree in the backyard and get down all by yourself. You can keep perfect time with a song and the other day you even switched from quarter notes to eighth notes without missing one beat. You are my shining star love. You are a potty champion (that's old news now, you mastered that months ago but I'm still so proud). You love to be independent and take care of things all on your own.

You are precious to me Miles. Daddy and I could not go one day with out you in our lives. You make us laugh and laugh and bring so much love into our home. Life is so sweet with you in it. I can't believe how fast you are growing or how much you change everyday. You continue to amaze me with the person you are becoming.

I hope you always know how special and dearly loved you are.

Happy Birthday,

Mom

baby brother.

2011-12-03T20:50:00.001-05:00

Sweet Baby Ollie,

You are such a joy! I love love love your giant squishy cheeks and your toothless grin. I swear all I have to do is make eye contact with you and you start cheezin'. It is awesome. You are so so happy little man. Everyday when Daddy walks through the door you start bouncing up and down on your little baby butt and clap your hands nearly exploding with excitement for him to pick you up. Daddy loves you so sweetie.

And I love you. And big brother loves you.You are a precious gift and I am thankful everyday for you.

You are quite fond of your big brother. He carries you around and plays steamroller with you. You laugh and laugh when he runs back and forth in front of you as fast as he can. I can see in your eyes that you cannot wait to join in the fun. In fact you are already an expert crawler. You started when you were only 5 1/2 months old. You have the funniest crawl. You use one knee and one foot to propel yourself along. I guess you have one lazy leg because when you started with the army crawl you only used one leg for that too. That's ok though, I'm sure the other one will catch up. You are absolutely adorable. I expect you to be walking in the not too distant future. Cry. Why do you have to grow so fast sweet boy?

Recently you finally made the move from our bed to your crib. I was sad to see you go but proud of how well you did with the transition. It is still a work in progress of course but you are my little champ. You also recently decided that baby food is yummy. You like sweet potatoes, green beans, squash, apples and blueberries so far. I love to watch you scarf down your healthy healthy fruits and veggies.

Oliver, you loooove phones. And remotes. You like to suck on them. In fact you like to suck on everything. Several times a day big brother and I have to rescue you from chowing down on the Christmas tree lights. You are a wild man. You love to climb and I can already tell that you and big brother are going to run me ragged sooner than later. But I love you both so madly.

Being your mother is so precious to me guy. You make me smile a million times a day. I love to look into your blue baby eyes and dream of happy adventures for you. I love the way you make silly clicking sounds with your tongue. I love how much you enjoy breastfeeding. I enjoy it too, so much. I LOVE that you are mine forever. No matter what you'll always be my sweet little baby boy. I love you big guy.

Mommy

so hot with love it burns our hands.

2011-10-25T13:53:00.004-04:00

because last week you snuck a reese's pumpkin in my hoodie (while I was wearing it) without me noticing.

because you carried my breast pump all over FSU's campus for an entire day.

because you are always honest with me but never critical.

because you helped me throw away a bunch of crap even though we had to trespass a little to get it done.

because you are willing to dress as ANYTHING I ask for Halloween.

because you are OK with me feeling lame this year and not wanting to dress up.

because you are my best friend.

and the only person I can tell anything to.

I love you.

source

lately.

2011-10-24T13:27:00.006-04:00

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Things here have been so good. Busy, but so so good. I am loving my littles to pieces and soaking up these precious days that are going by way too fast. It feels good not to be wishing things were different or waiting for a better reason to be happy. Just having the wonderful people I do in my life is reason enough. Don't get me wrong, things are far from perfect around here but lately perfection just doesn't seem to matter that much. I am just happy to know what is important and that we are doing our best to keep our family happy and whole.

Blogging has taken a backseat to spending nap time with Oliver who is growing so fast. He is already pulling up! He has been army crawling for weeks now and it is so funny to see him scooching all around the house getting into trouble. Love.

And Miles, oh my Miles. What a character he has become. He is really into sports right now and runs around the backyard all day "scoring home runs." Yesterday after he "won" one of his games he ran over to me and said " Mom I won mom! Jesus helped me beat my football team!" My baby.

Drew is smokin through his MBA program. It is really nice to be married to an intelligent man. He has absolutely limitless potential. He studies A LOT and I mean A LOT but he's got good grades to show for it and he manages to spend enough time with me and the kiddos so that we all still feel the love.

As for me, I am officially as Seminole (as of January). I'm pretty excited to finally get finished with this degree in a couple years so I can check that off my list of to dos...

Well, Oliver is awake and has attached himself to my boob so I suppose thats all there's time for today.

Thanks for stickin with me my loyal readers, I know it's been a long drought but I still have mad love for all things blogging.

fact.

2011-10-04T12:12:00.002-04:00

True story.

something for monday.

2011-10-03T13:18:00.000-04:00

Well, I'm back. This weekend was so magical. I love love love weekends. Why can't everyday be Saturday? Or Sunday for that matter? I suppose if every day were a weekend day there would be nothing special about it though. I just love the feeling of finishing a hard weeks work and getting to enjoy a little special time with awesome people.

Highlights from this weekend include:

Winning our softball game. Yes!
Oliver turning 6 months and starting solid food. Cry.
Drew taking me on a surprise date to Cirque De Soliel! It was so so cool. Best hubby ever.
Miles sporting my tall mismatched multi-colored socks, his undies and nothing else. Hilarious.
Hanging with my girls at the cutest monster party ever.
Learning a secret.
Making a new friend.
Hearing some beautiful talks by some beautiful people.
Annnnnnnnnnnnnndddddddddddddd..................

Getting our new family photos back!!!!!

Tallahassee friends meet Birdwell Photography. Meet and love! Elizabeth made the photo shoot so fun and relaxing and we love our pictures. Here's a few for your viewing delight!!!

Sigh. I love those guys.

for you.

2011-09-24T17:23:00.000-04:00

Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was.
The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no sorrow in your tone.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.

Henry Scott Holland

just gonna say it.

2011-09-09T12:42:00.000-04:00

I love Sponge Bob.

For years I said I hated the show, it annoyed me, blah blah blah pretentious crap..... The truth is, I never gave it a chance. Didn't really have a reason to.

Recently Miles has taken an intense interest in Sponge Bob therefore I have seen far more episodes than I ever dreamed I would. But I have to say, I really like it. No, it isn't educational or particularly entertaining. Ok ok, it is pretty entertaining sometimes. "Best Day Ever!!!" Anyway, what I really like about it is Sponge Bob himself. He is genuinely good. He is always positive, always looking to help others, he has an amazing work ethic and he is kind to everyone. Even those who treat him poorly. He is just all around a great little guy....sponge... thing.

I don't think it'll be the worst thing ever if Miles turns out to be a little bit like Sponge Bob.

Peace love and Crabby Patties

let's just take a moment

2011-09-08T21:18:00.000-04:00

to bask in the glory of the fact that I haven't had any caffeine in over 5 months. Thank you for that Oliver. I was honestly addicted to the stuff.

While we're at it, let's celebrate a few more little things that make my life awesome right now...

Softball season starts tomorrow! Yes! Time to get down and dirty.

Miles can practically recite The Cat in the Hat on his own. If I drop out at any point while reading he will chime right in with the words. Love.

Oliver is pretty much sitting alone now. He is so strong in his core and so sturdily built. My little line backer perhaps.

I am on the brink of having 3 of my daycare kiddos potty trained and that is a BIG deal.

My husband finds me irresistible. And who else's opinion matters truly?

I have had 3 fun visitors in the past two days. I love people that love me enough to show it.

Today Miles and I played football with the neighbor kids. A few of their names: Davion, Savion (they were brothers), Mikayliani, Jaysean. It is so nice to not be the only one with a different name on the street! I have such sweet neighbor kids!

Tomorrow is Friday! Yes!

Oliver is now screaming at me. Gotta go boob him up. Night.

PS The red hair is coming back soon and I can not wait!!!

someone please tell me.

2011-09-07T13:12:00.000-04:00

How in the world we got here?

Weren't you just in my belly little man?

For that matter, weren't YOU just in my belly Miles?

I am beyond astonished at how fast these guys are growing up. I mean, I am here all day everyday with them. How are they being so sneaky with all this growing?

I love them love them love them.

tuesday.

2011-09-06T13:34:00.000-04:00

Hello blog. It's been a while. Again. Let's see I do have a couple of news worthy tid bits to share...

I am officially back in school. Can I get a "what what!" Yup. One class at TCC this semester then on to FSU in the spring. I gotta say it was pretty exciting to get my acceptance email. :0) Don't worry daycare moms! I'll still be open for business as usual. It's all about the online classes baby. Yes, I realize I am outta my mind but it's something that needs to happen and my motto is "if not now, when?" Kinda just like Brandon Boyd. Oh Brandon, I will be seeing you soon, so very soon. (BB is the lead singer of Incubus just in case any of you have been living under a rock and missed out on one of the greatest bands ever.)

Oliver is on the cusp of beginning his sleep training. Ugh. Hate the thought. But he can't stay in our bed forever even though I love that sweet baby smell snuggled up to me all night. He is becoming a big boy now. He rolls himself everywhere he wants to go and is talking baby jive all the live long day. So stinkin cute. Love love love his little baby face!

Miles is pretty much the best thing ever. Always has been. What a wonder of a first born I have. He's learning to be obedient and it has its ups and downs but I know he'll get there. Sacrament is pretty much me getting up and down the entire time taking him back and forth from the pew to the time out chair that we have in one of the empty class rooms. But I do think he is improving steadily. These things take time and consistency. Yes, must.be.consistent. He is truly a joy though. Constantly has Drew and I laughing.

Speaking of the husband... Hubby is over the moon that football season is back. It is pretty cute how excited he gets about this time of year. He's been counting down the days since bowl season ended last year. I really hope the Noles don't disappoint this year. Go Noles Go! I am actually more into football now than in seasons past. Every year I slip a little further down the rabbit hole that is college football. I figure, it's not going anywhere, might as well enjoy it. :0) "Change the way you see things and the things you see will change." Yes? Yes. Or maybe "If you can't beat em, join em." Yeah, maybe that fits a little better here.

Anywho, I am pretty jazzed that Fall is right around the corner. It is a wonderful time of year. I can't wait to share the season with my wonderful boys. Love love love.

the things you say.

2011-08-24T11:56:00.000-04:00

A couple nights ago Miles and I were taking a bath and he noticed the awesome purple veins all over my thighs.

"Mommy! They are so pretty! Just like like fireworks!"

And that is why I love him so madly.

today is such a special one.

2011-08-23T11:06:00.000-04:00

Today makes 30 years that you've been on this earth. I am so thankful you were born. And so happy that today is your birthday. You are wonderful. You don't believe it but it's true. There is more good in your pinky finger than many people possess their entire lives. Right now you're disagreeing with me yes? Just trust me here. You are so very very good. Especially to me. How did I ever get so lucky?

You are special. You have a way of making people lighten up and laugh at things that really don't feel very funny at the time. You can bring light to even the darkest places. At times your light has been the only way I survived those dark places. You are literally my hero.

You are beautiful. Inside and out. I love your face. Your smile makes my heart fill up with joy and I love to hear you laugh. You also have the cutest little round booty I have ever seen. But you already knew that. Your eyes can say so many things. I love the way you look at me. Like I am the only girl in the whole world. I can't read your mind but I love that I never have to worry that you are thinking anything but lovely thoughts about me. Not because I am perfect (faaaaarrrrr from it) but because you forgive my imperfections so very freely that you don't even seem to notice them. I love that you have never raised your voice to me. You have never spoken a harsh word to me. You have never even rolled your eyes at me. You are so so so good to me. How? Why? I don't know but I am grateful.

I only hope that today you know how very much I appreciate you. How much I love you. And how insanely happy I am that you're my birthday boy today. You deserve the best 30th birthday ever and I hope you enjoy today.

Happy birthday Drew! I'm so glad you're mine!

Love,

Marquesas

times enough to last.

2011-08-22T13:05:00.000-04:00

Can I take back the part where I said it was OK for you to move away? I do have some say in this right? I need to go back and change my vote.

Because I miss you already.

whew.

2011-08-04T16:54:00.000-04:00

Today when Drew arrived home from work he took one look at me, grabbed the baby from my arms, took me by the hand, walked me to our room, laid me on the bed, turned around, left and closed the door behind him with a smile... God love him. I think he knew I needed a break. Thank you hunnie. You are so so so wonderful.

post baby body...

2011-07-29T12:50:00.000-04:00

(via)

Maybe just for this weekend I'll try not to obsessively check the mirror to see if my tummy is flat enough or if my bra is making those super awesome rolls on my back that I love so much.

Maybe I'll just get ready for the day, smile at myself in that mirror and be happy with what's looking back at me.

Maybe I'll stop believing the lies society tells me about how I should look, what I should wear and instead just allow my body to be free from the judgement of others. Others, who in all reality, are probably far too busy worrying over their own waistlines to notice mine anyway.

Maybe it is all very silly. Isn't it?

We all have body issues.

But maybe for this weekend we can just relax.

Let our body lead the way. It knows when it needs food.

It knows what kind of food it needs.

It knows when it needs a break from the constant scrutiny of the one who should love it most.

Yes, this weekend I am going to try not to think about the extra 10 lbs that are still hanging around post baby.

I'm just going to be.

Happily.

one for the mamas and the papas.

2011-07-27T11:23:00.000-04:00

Just a little something I thought a few of you may enjoy.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

a few things I've learned lately.

2011-07-26T13:43:00.000-04:00

Getting older isn't as bad as I thought.

As much as I ADORE blonde hair, I like myself as a red head better.

Life as we know it, right now is the only thing that really matters. Worrying, wishing, and wondering are silly wastes of precious present moments.

A pillow top king sized bed covered in down comforters and high thread count sheets is the only way to sleep. It's like dreaming in the clouds every night. Ah bed time. How I love thee.

I want to live in a world without judgmental people. Learn someones story before you speak. Just sayin'.

My husband is so very intelligent, kind and considerate. Seriously, I am the luckiest.

I am growing up. And I really kinda like it.

I worry probably way too much about giving enough time to both of my children equally.

It's ok to have a messy house. I may or may not have mopped in over a week...

I really don't care what other people think. It is so very freeing. I am a grown woman, doing my best. If that isn't good enough for you that's your problem.

I miss blogging regularly. I say it all the time. I just have to be more willing to give up sleep to do it.

My kids are so so wonderful. I love having two boys and I feel so very satisfied in my role as their mother. It is butt hard yes but it is a great job.

Have a good Tuesday friends!

the big.

2011-07-18T11:38:00.000-04:00

Miles,

I just had to say that I love your voice. It is the very sweetest sound. Especially your half awake sleepy voice. Oh it melts me.

Two nights ago after your bedtime stories ("The Neetches and The Zax and The Daves and The Pants"), I was sitting on the floor cuddled up beside you in your toddler bed and you accidentally bumped me in the head with your elbow. You leaned over and kissed my forehead so sweetly. Then you proceeded to cover my entire face with kisses. Yes, I love you so. You've got me right where you want me.

You have mastered the First Article of Faith son, and I am so proud! Just like Tricia said, kids will do just about anything to delay bedtime!

You are so very kind to your baby brother these days and I love that. You are always looking out for him and smothering him with kisses and hugs. It's pretty great.

You have also decided that you love movies. Right now your top choices are Finding Nemo, Gnomeo and Juliet, and Here Come the 123's. I don't like to let you watch a movies every single day but you are so dang sweet when you ask me! Sometimes I can resist you tho, I am getting better.

You can now draw stick poeple. Well, the two year old version of stick people. Daddy taught you this. He showed you one time and you've been drawing creepy, awesome spider people ever since. You are so so bright.

Lately you have been sneaking out of your bed in the night to join Daddy, Oliver and myself. I'm afraid it's time to get back on the sleep training regimen. Boo.

You keep asking where your "girl cousins" are. I think they made quite the impression. I hope you get to see them again soon.

Right now you eat a lot of fruit, veggies and bread. You also looove hot dogs, you have a prefered method of eating them though. You like to have one whole hot dog cold in your hand and one warmed and cut up with ketchup on the side. Strange but cute. Tacos are a favorite too and of course you would live on candy if I let you. But then again, I would do that myself if I could. Great minds son. Your beverage of choice is still chocolate milk. Can't blame you there the stuff is awesome. Ovaltine yummy yummy!

Yesterday when your Big Daddy came for a visit you ran up and gave him a big hug. I was so happy to see you in his arms and the smile it brought to his face. You bring happiness to so many people buddy.

You are a wonderful story teller son. So expressive and detailed. You even made up your own story the other day. It went like this. "Once upon a time there was a snake named Cow. The end." Awesome!

I love you baby boy, you make my days wonderful, crazy and fun.

Love,

Mommy

2011-07-14T05:11:00.000-04:00

"Never love anybody who treats you like you're ordinary."

-Oscar Wilde

3 months blessed.

2011-06-30T13:00:00.000-04:00

Dear Oliver,

Tomorrow you are 3 months old. And even though I am holding you in my arms as I type this I can hardly believe you're real. You are such a dream little boy. I love to hold you and smell your sweet baby scent. I love the way you smile at the ceiling fan EVERY TIME you see it. I love the way everyone that holds you can't help smiling. No one can resist your charms son. You get that from your Daddy. I can already tell you have a personality that is the perfect fit for our little family of four. Welcome again. Welcome, welcome, welcome.

Last weekend you were given a name and a blessing. Your Daddy held you in his hands and blessed you with a beautiful name, Oliver Wesley Blimes, and so many wonderful, needful gifts. You have so much joy ahead of you angel. And I am so lucky to be the one to watch you discover it. I love you. You are a blessing, pure love and bliss in a tiny baby package. Thank you for joining us. I promise to do my very best for you always.

Love,

Mommy

wednesday ramble {stricken}

2011-06-29T11:46:00.000-04:00

The Blimes' are ill. The guys anyway. Well, now it's mostly just Miles but over the weekend all three of my sweetie pies came down with a gnarly stomach bug. And poor Miles is still barfing. It is sad sad sad. Yesterday he was chipper and playful but then this morning he started puking again. He is so sweet, he covers his mouth and runs for the bathroom trying hard not to make a mess all over the house. I have to tell ya, if I never clean up barf or pooh again it will be too soon.

Aside from Puke Fest 2011 things are coming along pretty well around here. I still don't have much time for blogging or commenting (sorry guys) I really don't even get online that much. I check fb from my phone pretty regularly but I still feel pretty disconnected from the world. Ah the newborn phase.

Oliver is an angel. So sweet and cuddly and SMILEY! He has taken a liking to sleeping in the bed with mom and dad...In fact so has the big. We begin the night with two in the bed and wake in the morning with four. Parenting. It really is awesome though, even if I haven't slept properly in almost 3 months.

Drew is plugging away at his MBA program making A after A after A. The man is smart people. It's a LOT of hard work for him but the is doing so well. I am always impressed with his capacity for school work. I hope I can be like him when I grow up and go back to school. :0)

And me... Well, I am in survival mode right now. My solace, Sunday services, is all but a nightmare currently so I am suffering from lack of spiritual feeding. I neeeeed my Relief Society fix. Every week I hope that things will go more smoothly, we'll manage to get out the door on time, the children will be agreeable...But most weeks it doesn't go well. Not well at all. I won't give up though. I know I am not alone in this battle. Mothers and fathers all over the world fight it every Sunday with me. Right? Well, if I'm wrong I don't want to know anyway.

In other news I am thiiiissss close to breaking back into the 130's.... C'mon Insanity work your magic! These workouts are KILLER. Like, I will be relieved to start P90X when we're done with this in 3 weeks. Seriously. But I am losing inches even though the scale isn't giving the exact results I'd hoped for. At least I am beginning to fit back into some of my clothes...

Ok, now for a blogger buddy comment-a-thon.... Kendal, I love your bangs. Kristen, your dress on Sunday was smokin' hot as usual. I think you are my new girl crush ;0). Freya, i looove that hair style. I will try it soon. Barbie, I can't believe our babes are 3 months old. It is insane. Lindy, do you have a new blog URL? Tanya, I feel like I haven't seen you in ages! Is your new place still in 1st ward? Did you and L find one together again? Jessica, I wish I could have gone to the reunion and chilled with you and Tim. Your pics looked like so much fun! Lindley, Drew is in love with yall's new place. He says it's "really nice." Kim, seriously? You didn't have to buy any of your own diapers or wipes??? Don't tell me that beast!!! You are blessed blessed blessed :0) MA, it was amazing seeing you last week. I miss you. Shelley, when do you want to come have a burger? Katie, how's baby number 2 coming along? And the potty training? God bless you child. Lindsey, call me later. Karley, CONGRATULATIONS!!!!! I am so so so so happy for you and Evan! If it's a girl you have my permission to name her Marquesas. Just so ya know. Michelle, I wish yall lived in Tally. Or us in Hawaii. You are my new soul sister. Have you cut your hair off yet? Bahahahahahahhaha!!!! Meagan, have I mentioned lately that your style is so adorable? Olivia, let's get real, I'm gonna talk to you in like 5 minutes prolly. Love ya! And to all my fb pals, thanks for keeping me entertained as always! Everyone I am forgetting, I love you and miss you and have comments for you too I just have sleepless mommy brain...

All my love,

could i be the rabbit in your hat?

2011-06-28T13:42:00.000-04:00

Dear Drew,

It is long past time that I write to you here again. I know you already know that I love you more than life and nothing is more important to me than our life together as husband and wife. But I hope you also know how grateful I am to have you as my friend. You get me like no other. You make the hard days bearable and the good days unbelievably happy. I can't tell you how many times lately I have caught myself randomly smiling just thinking about how incredibly lucky I am. I have you. I have Miles. And now I have Oliver as well. We are so blessed and I am grateful.

Thank you for being so wildly in love with Miles. He soaks every bit of it up and asks about you everyday when you're working. Thank you for giving these best years of your life to us. You work so hard and study so much and then give your free time to us as well. We all love you for it. I hope you know that you are a man very much worth fighting for and I am so so so glad you're mine.

Love,

Bagel

(The most beautiful necklace husband surprised me with on date night. I had mentioned to him in passing that I'd seen a gorgeous necklace online and he searched through my entire computer history and found it without me knowing! Love love love him.)

monday.

2011-06-13T11:11:00.000-04:00

(Does Jazz look more like Daddy or do I?)

(Big Daddy and The April Fool)

We are back from an adventurous weekend with family. The boys and I traveled to GA with Big Daddy and Mimi to visit my sister and her youngins. Whenever I spend any amount of time in Georgia I find myself reverting back into a southern drawl... It's cute on some but not on me. I just can't make it work, as they say.

(The Handy Man and his wife in front of their sweet tile work.)

Miles and Oliver had a wonderful time! Miles loved "the cousins" as he now calls them, and wants to "go on a trip again" soon. Oliver was so happy the entire weekend being snuggled by his Mimi and his Auntie Jazz. Even his Big Daddy couldn't resist his baby charms and Oliver was giving the smiles freely. Such adorable children I have.

(Mimi and her baby. Pretty sure he loves her more than me!)

I laughed a lot this weekend and was able to get in some much needed relaxing. The 5 hour car rides seemed to fly by and the boys were pretty much happy throughout. Thank goodness for that. On the trip home I began The Hunger Games again. I wasn't 2 chapters in before I regretted it. I looooove the book but it is almost painful to read. Especially knowing the ending now. I am devouring it again though and had to tear myself away to post this blog.

(My oldest friend)

Anywho, I am so grateful I had the opportunity to travel with my dad this weekend. It has been so long since we traveled together and I didn't realize how much I missed it. His fiance Sheree is such a hoot to be with too. She has hilarious tales that kept me smiling. It was so nice to watch the two of them interact together. They are so natural and at ease with one another. Very sweet. Very much made for each other. That makes me happy.

(The gang. Minus Cob, he was shooting the pic.)

Hope your weekend was full of smiles as well!

for accountabilities sake

2011-05-23T12:31:00.000-04:00

I have really got my work cut out for me this time I tell ya. After I lost the baby weight and then some from my pregnancy with Miles I threw away all my bigger sized clothes. Right now I so wish I hadn't done that. I'm pretty much 12 lbs away from any of my old clothes fitting me and yall know I am way to cheap to buy new ones.

So, here's my "before" pics... I hope to dazzle you with some really fit and awesome "after" pics before summers done. We'll see how insane Insanity really is. The workouts are butt crazy hard, that's for sure. Hopefully it pays off and I get a smokin' hot bod that hubby will drool over.

Too much to ask?

see how they shine for you.

2011-05-19T14:20:00.000-04:00

Lately my laugh comes more easily to me. That's a good thing. Normally something has to REALLY strike my funny bone for me to, as we say, LOL. But since coming home with Oliver I don't know, maybe I have finally accepted the reality that things don't have to be perfect to be... well, perfect. The truth is, no ones life is exactly what they thought it would be. Parts are, sure, but the whole kit and kaboodle? Nah. (Remember kaboodles? Those fun little make up totes...Those were awesome.)

I am certain there are things each of us would change if we could. We all have our demons, whether we talk about them or not. A big part of living with OCD is acceptance. Being willing to accept that your worst fears could come true. (Even though most of them are so far fetched and crazy they really never will.) Sometimes even imagining that they have come true. Accepting and confronting your fears and insecurities is the quickest way to remove them from your life. If you always run from them, they will always chase.

So I say hurray for a little fear every now and then. Bring it. Because we are all much much stronger than we give ourselves credit for.

Just my very very sleep deprived thoughts for today.

wednesday ramble.

2011-05-18T13:22:00.000-04:00

My gorgeous blue eyed boy.

Excuse the bangs.

They are a work in progress.

I love the way my baby boy smells. It's funny really, he mostly smells like barf (reflux baby) but to me he smells like heaven. I love to watch him sleep, his tiny chest rising and falling brings so much peace to my heart. What is it about tiny babies that just softens people?

This child has already changed my life so much for the better. He has been a tie that strengthened relationships, a vessel to teach love and patience to a two year old, and a perfect late night party partner.

I remember partying with him late at night when he was in my belly and everyone else was sleeping. I gotta say, that was awesome but it's so much better having him on the outside.

He is perfection.

Things around here are beginning to work again. I'm recovered from pregnancy/child birth, starting to get more sleep at night and getting back into life's normal routine. Cleaning, cooking, exercise, oh the exercise. Ouch.

I have about a zillion tupperware dishes to return to the wonderful saints that brought so much delicious food to us along the way. Fear not sisters! I WILL get it back to you.

Mostly I feel blessed beyond belief to have a home to share with three beautiful boys. I can hardly believe how lucky I am.

Yes, we are tired and lots of the time we are just making it through the day and we collapse into bed and fall asleep upon contact with the pillows but I have to say, things are good. The future is bright and for today I feel safe and warm in a house full of love.

ask me.

2011-05-17T14:09:00.000-04:00

If you ask me...

Holding a grudge is just about the most pointless waste of energy in the wide world. (Though I do like to have make believe "mortal enemies" just for fun... Maybe I'll explain later...)

If you ask me...

Someone that won't answer your calls is hiding something. I know because I do it. Keep calling.

If you ask me...

I am STOKED for the new season of The Bachelorette. Maybe that's sad but ask me if I care... Nope! :0)

If you ask me...

I am SO grateful for the extra help hubby has provided lately. It makes life so much easier.

If you ask me...

I am a tad intimidated by this Insanity workout Drew and I have embarked on.

If you ask me...

There is nothing in this world like breastfeeding. It is pure magic.

If you ask me...

I am in a style FUNK. Nothing fits yet and shopping is more than depressing. I haven't even mustered up the will to try the thrift shops. It's bad ladies.

If you ask me...

Yes I want chocolate. I always always always want chocolate.

Anything else you want to ask me? Shoot...

some things.

2011-05-16T13:51:00.000-04:00

It seems unreal that my sweet Oliver is already 6 weeks old. Is it just me or is time moving at warp speed??? He is really starting to come to life and he just gets cuter by the minute. I love love love him.

Also, Miles is potty training; practically finished potty training in fact. WHAT!?! He is going on outings in his undies and almost never has accidents! Wow. How did I get here? I have to say though, it feels pretty awesome to know that I have potty trained a child. A two year old no less! Of course Miles must get the majority of the credit because let's face it; he's awesome, but I am still patting myself on the back. :0)

Drew and I had a lovely anniversary a couple weeks ago. 6 years. Like I said warp speed. Of course our traditional anniversary letters were wonderful. His was better (as always). The man knows me. That is for sure. I am lucky to be his. We are lucky to have each other.

I got the ok to begin exercise again so lets all cheer for that yes? Now, I just have to convince my body that it doesnt need all the junk I have been feeding it for the past few months. Oh pregnancy, how you ruin a healthy diet... Shouldn't it be the opposite? Yes. Luckily we only have a few Reese's Eggs left so soon there will be none to tempt me until Halloween when the Reese's Pumpkins arrive. Yum.

And... I'm blonde again. Yes, it's something about summer... I just have to lighten my hair. It's a sickness really. But I loooove it!

Ok, enough rambling for now. I have an apple to eat (yay) and hopefully some blogs to read permitting Oliver stays asleep!

mail call...

2011-04-28T14:26:00.000-04:00

Miles and I enjoying the hot hot heat. It was so sweltering out, I really wished I coulda been naked too.

His face! Oh, it makes me so happy!

Dear Waistline,

Slowly but surely you are returning to me. Welcome welcome welcome!

Dear Sleep Deprivation,

You make me a zombie. But you make me grouchiest in the middle of the night when it feels like everyone in the world but me (and oliver) is sleeping. Boo.

Dear Boys of Mine,

I'm so glad there are two of you now. You make me smile and laugh and a little crazy but it is good. So good.

Dear Readers,

Did you miss me? I missed you. And I thank you for your support and advice. I need all the help I can get over here.

Dear Soda,

I will always love you. Even though it has been a month since we last enjoyed one another I still think of you every day and promise to see you again someday when my body is my own again.

Dear Boobs,

Can we just choose one size and stay there? Seriously, I need to buy a new bra but what the heck size do I get when the milk flowing in and out of you and constantly changes you from enormous to insanely enormous!?!

Dear Ladies,

Do I hear a Girl's Night Out calling? I think yes. And SOON!

Dear Husband,

Can you please go out and buy the rest of the Reese's Eggs left in every store. I am seriously so sad that their season has once again come to an end. They really are one of the best parts of spring.

Dear Photos of Me,

Please stop being so brutally honest. I know I am getting older, but you don't have to be so very revealing of my every flaw!

Dear Self,

You are a rockstar and nothing can stop you.

Dear Mama,

I had the most fun on our little ICEE adventure the other day. It felt really good to laugh with you.

Love,

Brothers

split in three.

2011-04-25T15:35:00.000-04:00


"Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body." - Elizabeth Stone

thoughts.

2011-04-24T14:32:00.000-04:00

Miles being awesome with the Easter Bunny and Oliver snoozing like a champ.

I have decided the hardest part about mothering two kids is keeping the little safe from the big. Miles loves his baby a little too intensely most of the time. We're working through it.

Sleep is... rare these days. And even when both guys are napping during the day I find winding enough to fall asleep challenging.

I miss my blog (and yours) desperately. And fear I have not been journaling life here at home well enough to remember this special place were in; learning to be four.

Breastfeeding came easily this time. Only a few blisters the first couple days but now we are so good.

I am not taking nearly enough pictures lately. Gotta get back in the swing of that soon.

I can't wait to show you little Olivers newborn/first family session via Lindsey Lou. She is quite brilliant you know.

I am down 22 lbs. I think this last 10 is gonna hang on til I can exercise again but I feel pretty good.

It is really nice not to be pregnant anymore.

I have been receiving sweetness in the mail lately and am overwhelmed by gratitude. Thank you.

I have a mountain of laundry to attack now. I hope to get back in the swing of blogging soon.

Also, we hit 100 followers! (2 are private so you can't see them but my dashboard tells me there are 100 of you) Thank you guys!!! That makes me sooooooooooo happy!!!!

Happy Easter!

birthday party.

2011-04-23T21:57:00.000-04:00

Laboring with Oliver was so very different than with Miles. This time I wasn't on pitocin. I wasn't hooked up to monitors. I was really, barely in pain until about an hour before he was born. The last 20 minutes or so were... we'll let's just say I was begging my midwife and Jesus to get him out or let me die. I remember saying "I can't do this. I can't do this. I can't do this." But ya know what? I did.

I was surrounded by an amazing support team. My husband, who I still believe to be the most calming presence in my life. That man knows how to talk me down from even the highest cliffs. My mama, who I know would have taken all the pain on herself in a second to help me. And two of my very best friends. Having my girls there really helped keep the mood light and fun. They helped me laugh between contractions, took turns holding my hands and encouraged me all the way. I love you girls so.

One of my most cherished moments of this labor was while we were walking the hallway, I rounded a corner and saw my daddy and his fiancée standing there with flowers and huge smiles. They then did several laps with me and the rest of the gang until my pain got bad enough for me to hit the tub. My Dad has been such a hero for me these past few weeks, always calling or showing up just when I needed someone. I am so grateful to both he and Sheree.

When I got into the tub the pain reeeally started picking up. Drew sat beside me listening to my "ohms" you know, the sound people make when meditating... It seriously helped me through the harder contractions...until it didn't anymore and I asked Drew to get the nurse working on some epidural paperwork.

"If I'm not a 9 I am getting the epidural."

So, I got out of the tub and I was an 8. No epidural. No drugs at all. Wow. About 15 minutes of hell later, Oliver was born. And he was so perfect. So so so perfect. Man I love that kid.

It was amazing because as soon as he popped out, all of that intense, excruciating pain just vanished and there on my chest was the most beautiful angel. Drew and I had done it again. A beautiful baby boy. Thank you God. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Welcome to our world baby Oliver. We love you.

Mommy, Daddy and Miles

clicking "new post" just felt so weird.

2011-04-14T12:56:00.000-04:00

It's only been two weeks, but I suppose that's long enough to have blogging feel strange and intimidating again. Just like the first few times. Weird. I didn't realize just how comfy I had grown with spilling my guts to all of cyberspace until now. Sitting here struggling to put into words the events of these past two weeks I recognize again why I love blogging. It is such a good outlet.

Well, as you know Oliver was born! He is beautiful and sweeter than we could've hoped. He sleeps tons, nurses like a champion and barely ever cries. I have fallen fast for him. And hard. I get carried away in his newborn deliciousness several times a day and have to remind myself to rejoin the land of the alert. After all I do have a big brother on the loose now. Who, by the way is just as awesome as ever.

Last night as I was pulling Miles out of the bath tub we heard Oliver crying. I said, "I think baby brother wants to eat." Miles got really excited and said "I've got my nipples on! I need to feed baby brother!" Hilarious I tell ya.

As far as the birth story goes, I plan on letting photographs tell the story. My beautiful friend and photographer was able to capture the most precious moments during baby Oliver's birth and I will be forever grateful.

Some of you know that the evening we brought Oliver home I noticed him having difficulty breathing. I called the Dr. the next morning and we were re-admitted to the hospital for a few days of observations and testing. The diagnosis was "most likely reflux" and we were sent home.

The very next morning baby and I were enjoying a nap and I woke with a start and just felt like I needed to check the baby. (Happens to all new mommies, yes?) I found him lying blue in his bassinet very still and not breathing. I quickly grabbed him up out of his bed and before he even reached my chest his color came back and he was breathing again.

Of course we were re-admitted to the hospital again that day. This time extensive testing was done to rule out any brain or heart issues that could have caused the ALTE (Apparent Life Threatening Event). Baby was a champ through it all and all the tests came back clean. Except one. Reflux. The Dr. said he was "eaten up with reflux" a diagnosis that was welcomed by Drew and I since it could have been so so much worse.

I was just happy my baby was alive.

We stayed in the hospital for several more days and were finally sent home with an apnea monitor so that if the lil guy tries anymore funny business the whole neighborhood will know it. That machine is LOUD. But thank God for it. And thank God for modern medicine and sweet nurses and good doctors.

I have an entire gratitude post just bubbling over in my heart but that will have to be for another day.

I just wanted to log in again and update you dear friends on what's been going on. Oliver is well. We are all doing wonderfully. A little rattled but we are happy to be home and together as a family of four.

Thank you all so much for the love and prayers,

M

A boy and his name.

2011-04-03T11:01:00.000-04:00

(love)

Oliver Wesley Blimes

April 1, 2011

10:25 PM

8 lbs. 2 oz. 20.5 inches

to miles. on the day before you become a big.

2011-03-31T13:09:00.000-04:00

My sweet angel,

Today is your last day as an only child. I am excited for you to begin this new journey as a big brother but I am sad to see this chapter of our lives together come to an end. The chapter where you have me and daddy all to yourself every night. The chapter where I can always hold both of your hands with both of mine. The chapter where sometimes it really feels like there's nothing and no one else but the three of us .

This morning before our friends arrived for the day you wanted to snuggle with me on the couch. You like to do that when you wake up. I love it. My shirt doesn't quite fit all the way over my tummy anymore and you found my belly button quickly. You love the way it pokes out right now. You rubbed my tummy and talked to me in your sweetest voice. You have the best voice baby. You tried to push my belly button back in (like you always do these days) and smiled the most precious smile when once again you discovered it pops right back out every time. Priceless.

Tomorrow you will begin an exciting weekend spent with some of your very favorite people. I know you will be having lots of fun with your friends and that their mommies and daddies will keep you safe while daddy and I are away. I can't wait for you to meet your baby brother. I know you're just going to love him so. And he will be crazy for you. He's the luckiest little brother in the world to have you as his big. I know the two of you will be friends forever.

Sweetest Miles, you will always be my baby boy. Even when you're grown and have babies of your own. I love you. You have brought more sunshine into my life than I ever imagined possible. You are a shining star and the world is better because you are here. Remember I love you always.

Mommy

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baby bump progression.

2011-03-31T12:34:00.000-04:00

Wow, 9 months has really flown by.

It's hard to remember my tummy being this flat ever.

And it's fun to watch it grow through pictures.

Enjoy!

12 weeks. Man, I miss that belly.

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39 1/2 weeks! Holla!

At 7:30 tomorrow morning we are going to begin the process of bringing this baby boy out into the world! I am EXCITED and ANXIOUS and TERRIFIED and OVERJOYED and WORRIED.

I think I might be feeling every emotion right now.

I wanted to thank all of you sweet readers for sharing this journey with me.

Your support and loving words have really helped make the ride easier.

I promise to bring my camera cord to the hospital and have the hubbs upload some goodness for yall as soon as the lil guy arrives.

Good luck to us!!!

come out come out...

2011-03-29T12:54:00.000-04:00

(Good news makes this gal giddy!!!)

Yesterday at my OB appointment my mid wife and I were discussing the baby's lack of movement over the past few days (and my misery at the thought of being pregnant for one more second) and we decided that the best thing to do at this point is HAVE this baby!

We are going in Friday morning at 7:30 to get this show on the road. THIS FRIDAY!!!

My baby will most likely be born on April Fools Day. :0) I think that's kinda awesome. And I think he will too.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

So let's get pumped people! I told her I was planning on trying to have him without the epidural but if the pain became as mind altering as it was with Miles I was definitely going to have one. She agreed it was a good idea. We both want me mentally present for the birth of the baby. :0)

Now here's the problemo... Drew and I are still on the fence about what to name this kid! So I made a baby name poll and I neeeeed you to vote!

Click here and put in your two cents if you would!

I am so so so ready to bring this little guy home and begin life as four.

Thanks in advance for your baby naming help!

M

one for the books.

2011-03-28T13:01:00.000-04:00

Saturday night Drew and I and our dear friends Joe-Z and Lindsey went out to celebrate my Golden Birthday! I turn 28 on the 28th today! 28. Wow. Anyway, we dined and dished and it was fabulous just as I knew it would be.

Afterwards Drew and I were headed to target to shop for my birthday gift... a bicycle woo hoo!!! What? Doesn't every full term baby mama want a bike?

Anyway, while we were in the store Lindsey called and said we forgot to take a group shot of the four of us to commemorate my big day (she's a photog so she notices things like that) and that they were coming over to Target real quick so we could take a pic.

I told her what isle we were in and Drew and I wandered until we found them.

She and Joe-Z were standing at the end of an aisle looking like they had just bumped into someone they knew when I spotted them. SIDE NOTE: I was wearing my new bike helmet and carrying a stuffed lamb we were considering buying for our new addition. I pretty much looked like a total goober.

Drew and I headed over toward them and just as we rounded the corner I see a big group of people all gathered there. And then they all started singing! Happy Birthday to me! And Lindsey whips out this HUGE DELICIOUS looking cupcake. Candle and all. I was so touched. What was even better was when I realized that I didn't know a single one of the people singing (other than L + J)! Lindsey and Joe-Z had solicited like 20 random people to stop what they were doing and sing to me in the middle of Target. When I realized that I cried.

That's what I do when someone does something really really nice for me. Something that says "I love you and here's how much." I love y'all too.

Thank you Lindsey and Joe-Z for making it a birthday to remember always.

Tonight, dinner with my main squeeze. And maybe some labor pains yes? Yeah, prolly not huh?

Only 6 days our til due date!!! And still no name in sight...

another list.

2011-03-25T17:38:00.000-04:00

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To Do this weekend:

Groceries

Birthday lunch with Daddio and Sheree

Birthday dinner with Lindsey and Joe-Z

Hit 100 followers just in time for my b-day (Cmon people, we're soooo close!)

Get my church on

Ummm prepare for our new addition...?

Have a baby

Sounds easy enough yes?

Hope you enjoy your weekend!

in our defense.

2011-03-24T13:51:00.000-04:00

Today a friend confided in me that she had said some unkind things about me during an argument with her husband. Strange thing was, I didn't get mad. It really didn't bother me at all. I love her, she loves me. End of story. But it struck me in such an odd way I thought I'd like to have it recorded and possibly get some feedback on the subject so here we are.

See, she and her man were having it out (as all married couples do from time to time) and she said something along the lines of "I don't want to be like Marquesas and not tell you what's bothering me and then resent you for the things you do and don't do!"

I was startled at first. Is this the perception she has of me and my marriage? Because Drew and I don't fight it means I don't stand up for myself? Does she see me as a giant doormat? Do other people too? I thought about it for maaaaybe half a second and decided I didn't care.

So unlike me. I am usually VERY much concerned with how my friends perceive me, my choices and my life. But in this case I don't know, it just rolled right off me.

Yes, it's true. I do get frustrated and feel alone at times. What wife/mother doesn't? But, I decided a long time ago that I wanted to live in a peaceful house. No yelling, no fighting, no intentionally hurting each others feelings. That doesn't mean there's not conflict. We simply choose to deal with it in our own way. If I am feeling overwhelmed, before I say something that might hurt someone I take a walk or a bath and broach the subject again later when I've had time to really put things into perspective.

Does it reeeally matter that my husband doesn't help much with the housework? Somedays it feels like a scream-it-from-the-rooftops- YES! But most of the time, no. It really doesn't. (Hubby, this is not a get outta housework free card, just sayin'!) :0)

What does matter is that he is KIND. He LOVES me. He is good at the BIG PICTURE things in life. SO what if he doesn't seem to notice how sticky the floor is or that the toilet looks like some freak science experiment gone wrong. He notices when I've had a hard day and need a hug. He notices when Miles wants to play or needs snuggled on the couch. He NEVER and I mean NEVER criticizes me. NEVER raises his voice to me. NEVER lashes out and tries to intentionally hurt me. He is a GOOD man. And I am lucky. He's not perfect, I'm not perfect. But we love each other the best way we know how and it works for us.

The advice Drew gives people before they get married is:

"If it's not worth getting divorced over it's not worth fighting over."

I guess you could say that that's our little marriage motto. It may seem general and overly optimistic but it works around here. Please don't think I'm claiming to have the perfect marriage here. No one has that. I just felt like sharing a bit after the conversation I had with my girl this morning.

Happy Thursday and book and appointment with Lindsey Lou Photography soon!

38 weeks. lord help us all.

2011-03-23T12:31:00.000-04:00

Thoughts from Baby Mama: "I need a break."
Weight: 163.2 (2lbs shy of what I weighed when Miles was born.)
Cravings: Sweets. As usual.
Clothes that still fit: Ha!
Baby Prep Completed: We are hooked up with diapers and pretty much ready but there are still so many things I feel need to get done before he arrives...
Disgusting Killer Vein Update: I just ignore them now. It's pointless to care about something you can't do anything about.
Baby Daddy: Working 11 hour days to try to get some leave for when baby arrives + MBA program = BUSY and TIRED.
Stretch Marks: Still staying away but I seriously don't see how baby boy can get any bigger without my stomach bursting open.
Big Brother: Has decided that sleeping through the night and/or past 5am is lame.
Post Baby Plans: 4 weeks off work. (2 with my home daycare closed and 2 with an assistant working here for me.) Then back in the saddle.

Hang in there everyone! This wild ride is almost over and soon we'll have an adorable baby boy to show for it!

M

a smile in my inbox.

2011-03-22T08:13:00.000-04:00

This morning I got an email from a sweetie pie and she included this oooold photo of Drew and I.

It was taken not long after Drew returned from his mission and we were in freshly reunited bliss. Maybe not even engaged yet.

I love it.

The way we are just lost in each others arms and some inside joke while the rest of the world is moving on around us makes my heart so happy. I have no idea what we were laughing at but I'm sure Drew had just said something funny in my ear.

He is so so funny.

Seeing this today has been perfect. It reminded me of how simple our life really is.

We just have to love each other.

And keep laughing.

Things are challenging, long work hours, late nights.

But we chose this life together.

We chose one another to share it all with.

We choose it everyday over and over.

And I still know I'm making the absolute right choice.

Smartest thing I've ever done.

Love you hunnie.

seriously.

2011-03-20T23:41:00.000-04:00

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Ran a mile tonight out of sheer desperation to end this pregnancy. It didn't work. Two weeks til my due date. Much to do, plan and decide but mostly I'm just ready to begin this new chapter.

Grab the bull by the horns I suppose.

Then again I want to snuggle Drew and Miles a little closer and hang on to life with just the three of us a little longer.

Change.

It's coming.

Maybe we're ready, maybe not.

But either way it's coming.

And I can't help but wonder...

What have I gotten myself into???

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i've got rhythm.

2011-03-18T09:45:00.000-04:00

This photo brings a smile to my face for lots of reasons...

*How very very very silly we look.

* My husband loves me enough to jump wildly into the air for a photo op. He doesn't even like having his picture taken but he accompanies me on shoot after shoot without complaint. Love you hunnie.

* I love how my hair flew up into a total 50's do while I was flying thru the air.

* One of my most favorite people ever took this photograph.

* It totally feels like we are about to burst into song any second.

Join the party and post a photo that makes you smile today.

Thanks for the invite Kristen!

my miles.

2011-03-17T07:44:00.000-04:00

Sometimes when I go pee pee in the potty you cheer for me and proclaim that I should get candy. That's awesome.

You can ride your bike fast, slow, forwards, backwards, steer and stop when you want. You are VERY athletically gifted my son.

These days, sliding down slides is too boring for you. You've decided climbing to the top and leaping to the bottom is much more exciting. I know it gets my heart pumping anyway. You little dare devil.

Lately, you want me to help you over anyone else. The sister missionaries were here last night and you wouldn't let them wipe your nose or even open a door for you without protest. Interesting.

You love to sing songs and you are very quick to learn them. Really you only have to hear a song once before you at least know a little piece of it.

You can put your own shoes on and you ALWAYS get them on the right feet!

Lately you request me to join you in the tub A LOT. I don't mind because I love you and it's pretty fun but we both barely fit now that baby brother has grown so big inside my tummy!

You tell me all the time that I have a "big ole belly."

You were measuring yourself last night with a tape measure. When I asked how big you were you said "27." That's what you said when I asked how old you were too. Funny cuz that's how old I am for another couple weeks or so.

You are so special to me little man. You make my life so sweet. I love you and wish I really could "keep you in the kitchen with me forever." Just like in your night night song.

Mama

me me me me me... and a little you too.

2011-03-16T13:02:00.000-04:00

Green me.

I don't pretend to be perfect.

Far from it really.

I know I'm flawed and weak but still wonderful at the same time.

I don't pretend to have all the answers.

I can be both brilliant and idiotic and that's okay with me.

I trust easily and forgive quickly as long as I know you love me.

I'm not the world's greatest mother and I won't judge you for not being her either.

I get jealous and snarky and ask "Why her instead of me?"

And sometimes, "Why me instead of her?"

I lose my temper and find it again about a zillion times a day.

I want to feel close but at times I don't want anyone to touch me.

I really would "catch a grenade" for my husband.

And "step in front of a train" for my kids. (That songs in my head today.)

Sometimes it scares me how much I love my friends.

I will cut you if you hurt someone I love. (Well, you'll at least make my list of people to cut someday.)

I don't like people that pretend to be perfect.

I've decided that's my biggest pet peeve.

At least for now.

Because let's get real ladies.

I'm not perfect.

You are not perfect.

Let's just all be ourselves with reckless abandon.

That would be perfection if you ask me.

What about you?

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your name is pounding through my veins.

2011-03-14T12:56:00.000-04:00

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I love that you think I'm funny even when I am being totally serious.

I love that you watch crap TV with me. (Even if I do think we watch too much.)

I love that you listen to me when I need someone to care about my ridiculous problems.

I love that I know you will stick around through the hard times. Because you have so many times before.

I love the man you are and the man I can see you becoming.

Sometimes it may not seem like it but I know our future is bright and there are more good things ahead than bad.

Starting with this new little baby boy.

It will be hard but we'll come through.

Like always.

I love you.

(This made me think of you today.)

throw back.

2011-03-11T14:00:00.000-05:00

(Drew and I circa 2007... He's totally mocking my awesome modeling skills.)

One year ago, I did this little survey. I thought it'd be fun and interesting to do it again today and see how much has changed/stayed the same. It was.

TEN things you wish you could say to TEN different people right now:

1. Hello, it's so nice to finally meet you.
2. Stop growing so fast.
3. So glad to see you go.
4. Let him win once in a while.
5. Why don't you blog more? I am nosy and want to know what's going on in your life.
6. I miss you.
7. I want your happiness more than mine.
8. Wake up and say something funny so I know you're okay.
9. Give my husband a great paying job that he loves.
10. I'll love you forever if you bring me an ICEE.

NINE things about yourself:
1. I want highlights. What the crap is it about summer that makes me want to be blonde!?! Seriously, every year!
2. I'm pretty darn pregnant. Someone at church this week said to me "You look miserable." Thanks for noticing. I still love you madly sister.
3. I cleaned up baby barf at 3am last night.
4. I really wish parents would keep their kids home when they are sick.
5. I want to go shopping but it's so far beyond pointless at this point.
6. I am about to register for a Humanities class. Joy.
7. I love when Drew and I work as a team.
8. I want to eat some delicious Pasta Evangeline from Harry's.
9. I feel the need to do something athletic. Basketball, softball, tennis, running, Zumba... Anything will do at this point (just gotta make sure not to pop a vein during) :0)

EIGHT ways to win your heart:
1. Bring me an ICEE.
2. Understand exactly where I'm at in life because you're right there too.
3. Take my picture and tell me I'm beautiful.
4. Call me mommy.
5. Stop by randomly to bring me music because it reminds you of me.
6. Share the work.
7. Respond to a need without me asking. Just because you're awesome.
8. Kick me in the ribs. (Only from the inside)

SEVEN things that cross your mind a lot:
1. What were we thinking?
2. I can. I will. I must.
3. Only 2 comments?
4. Why can't I be more like her?
5. Is that a stretch mark?
6. What's that little booger doing?
7. How will we ever survive this?

SIX things you do before you go to bed:
1. Put a tiny angel to bed with books, songs, an egg shaped night light and kisses.
2. Take a warm bath, wash my hair.
3. Put on "Big Mama." My maternity undie top. She's a giant beast but I loooove her.
4. Take a prenatal vitamin
5. Move egg shaped night light from angels bedside to his shelf.
6. Pillow talk with hubby.

FIVE weaknesses.
1. For the past nine months or so... MOOD SWINGS. Poor poor Drew.
2. Lack of follow through.
3. Negative thinking.
4. Indulging in cravings a little too often.
5. Looking back to the past and ahead to the future instead of being present here and now.

FOUR things you’re wearing right now.
1. That same brown tee shirt with the yellow numbers on it. Hahahaha sad.
2. My grey stretchy pants.
3. Bra that is so uncomfy.
4. Undies.

THREE songs that fit your life perfectly.
1. Love Hurts by Incubus
2. Dig by Incubus
3. My Heart by Paramore
(Dang, now I gotta go listen to those bad boys.)

TWO things you want to do before you die:
1. See more of the world with Drew.
2. See my sons grow up happy and strong.

ONE confession:
Some days it seems my life couldn't get much worse. Some days it seems it couldn't ever be any better.

Won't you take my survey today? Just copy and paste!

M

mail call...

2011-03-10T12:29:00.000-05:00

Dear Barbie,
   Do you feel like a blimp like me? Does it hurt to sit down/stand up/move because of the bulging veins bursting outta the backs of your thighs/lady parts/hiney? I hope not. I also hope we have these babies soon.

Dear Body,
   Are you ruined forever? I thought the old wives tales said that baby girls "steal your beauty." I'm pretty sure you're carrying a boy. Didn't you get the memo?

Dear Miles,
   You are ridiculously adorable. You make getting up in the mornings worth it. I love your imagination, your sense of humor and your obsession with my "big ole belly." You are so precious.

Dear Drew,
   Someday soon we'll play guitar together again. When we're not both working 11 hr days. And you don't have homework coming out of your butt. I reeeeeally hope all this hard work pays off in a big way.

Dear Lindsey,
   Thank you for coming over and picking up after me and my family's slovenly ways. And, thank you for thinking of me and my incessant ICEE cravings pretty much daily. I love you. Also, how did you not know where to go to find an ICEE? (You haven't lived my friend!)

Dear Jasmine,
   I'm getting pretty excited for the fabulous party you've been plotting. You are good to me.

Dear You,
   One year sober. That is amazing. I couldn't be happier or more proud to call you mine. I know it hasn't been an easy road but you are winning and that makes me happy.

Dear Baby Brother,
   What is your name little buddy? Would you mind terribly if we just named you Baby Brother Blimes? Miles already has that one down. Anyway, if you could clue us in anytime soon that'd be super. Love you little boy.

Dear Mid-Wife,
   Don't think I didn't notice how you practically shoved me out of your office the other day. I mean, I know it was the end of the day and all but I am a PAYING customer. I think I deserve a little better. Just sayin.

Dear Tracy,
   I love you. I want to talk to you soon so I can know for myself that you're okay and not afraid. I'll keep praying for you and hoping for your swift recovery.

Dear Shelley,
   I just heard your little cutie pie cry from my bedroom. That means she's awake and it's time to post this and snag her. You are a lucky mama to have such a perfect little princess! (Even if she did pooh all over my house yesterday) ;0)

Love,
M

things I'm looking forward to...

2011-03-09T12:49:00.000-05:00

(Me after losing the baby weight from Miles... My what a journey I have ahead of me...)

Holding a tiny new life that drew and I made together.
Breastfeeding. Pretty much the greatest thing ever.
Sleeping on my stomach again. I miss this SOOOOO much.
Wearing my favorite dresses.
Seeing Miles as a big brother.
Working out like a beast.
Reaping the rewards of my hard hard hard work.
My legs (and other parts) no longer looking like road maps. Or at least looking less like road maps.
Being able to move around without grunting like a wart hog.

What are you looking forward to this Wednesday?

M

abc. easy as 123.

2011-03-08T12:32:00.000-05:00

(36 weeks me. My awesome diaper cake from the wonderful shower this weekend! Pics soon!)

First off, thank you for being so sweet to me in my whine fest yesterday. Your comments really made me feel understood and loved. I love you!

So, I snagged this little game from over at Windy Poplars, it seemed like a fun Tuesday treat.

Age: 27 (20 days away from turning 28...whoa.)
Bed size: Queen but longing for a big fat, pillow topped KING.
Chore you hate: Putting away the dishes and laundry.
Dogs: One Pomeranian named Mable.
Essential start to your day: Peeing. Even though I get up to do it 3 or more times a night when I wake up it's the first thing I do.
Favorite color: Teal lately. Really any kind of blue makes me happy.
Gold or Silver: Ummmm silver unless it's vintage, then gold gold gold.
Height: 5'6
Instruments you play: Guitar (barely) I played drums for 6 years but sadly I am so rusty I could give you tetanus.
Job title: Wife/Mama/Home day care owner and operator
Kids in your immediate family: Almost 2.
Live: Tallahassee FL
Man in your life: My main squeeze Andrew Christopher Blimes.
Nicknames: Bagel, Mae, Quesas
Outrageous thing you'd do for $1,000: Enter an eating contest of some sort?
Pet Peeve: Failed nap times
Quote from a movie: "I just wanna go somewhere and breastfeed!" - The Other Guys
Righty or Lefty: Righty.
Sing in the shower: I take baths. Every night. Can't go to sleep without one. And I don't usually sing. Do the grunting sounds I make trying to get in and out of the tub these days count?
Time you wake up: between 6:45-7:00 (On really lucky days 7:20)
Underwear: Uh. Most people that read this know far too much about my undies. Hee hee
Vegetables you dislike: Broccoli, cauliflower, asparagus...
What makes you run late: Managing more people than just me.
X-rays you've had: Once I had an x-ray on my abdomen cuz I thought I was dying. Turns out I just ripped my stomach muscles apart doing back flips out of a tree into a sink hole. (Please God don't let Miles be as dumb/wild as me!)
Yummy food you make: Chocolate-Peanut Butter Bars...mmmmmm
Zoo animal favorite: Otters.

Now you know my ABC's, it's your turn to play along with me!

M

he's still in there!

2011-03-07T12:36:00.000-05:00

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Apparently I caused some major confusion with my last post. Sorry about that! But, I am still pregnant here, only 36 weeks along so we still have lotsa time. Unfortunately.

This pregnancy has definitely been much more challenging than my first. Physically, emotionally, financially. Pretty much every way around it. Drew and I both slug around like zombies that haven't feasted on brains in weeks. It's pretty sad. Yesterday we pretty much laid on the couch all day while Miles played around us. Thank goodness, for a sweet friend who dropped by last night and cleaned up my living room for me. One less thing I had to do to be ready to "open" this morning. Love her.

But seriously, I wouldn't mind having him a couple weeks early. I mean, I am full term in a week. I've got spots ready for all my daycare kiddos. All my baby emails are saying "Your baby could come anytime now!" Let's just do this thing!

But then I fear the infant stage very very much... it will be good to have my body functioning normally again (after 6 weeks) but how am I really gonna handle two kids plus a 50 hr work week plus keeping the house up? Quitting work is not an option and I don't really like living in filth so... I guess we'll just have to see what happens. Probably a lot of me being very very tired all the time. But I suppose that's the life of a mother of two? Yes? No? Moms of multiple kids out there, any suggestions??? Seriously, this is NOT a rhetorical question, I need HELP!

Am I whining again? Maybe. I never expected to be a big ole whiny prego. Those types always kinda aggravate me. Maybe I aggravate myself a little these days though. Rambling thoughts, see how they go on and on and on... Oh my mind.

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In good news a group of friends threw me the most adorable shower this weekend! It was Bow Tie themed and I can not wait to share pics with you! The hostesses and guests really helped me focus on the positives of being pregnant... THE BABY!!! Oh, he is going to be so yummy I just know it.

I have a Dr. visit in about an hour so tomorrow I'll update you with all the gory details. I go every week from now til delivery so that's exciting! And hopefully this blog takes a turn for the more interesting soon. I'm afraid I've bored you dear readers to death with all the ramblings of a spinning pregnant mind. Thanks for sticking with me. :0)

M

brand new mommy.

2011-03-04T12:36:00.000-05:00

***Post Edit: These are photos from Miles' birth. December 27, 2008. Sorry if I confused anyone! I am still pregnant with Baby Brother Blimes and prolly will be for another month or so! Thank you all for the sweet congratulations though!***

Faces of a brand new mommy.

It was unreal, I wasn't actually sure it had actually just happened. I gave birth?.?...

Very very sedated, but I felt at peace and content.

Ouch! What is he doing to my nipple!?!

Admiring my new creation.

Why does my stomach feel like a bowl of jello?

But mostly I just felt happy. Happy he was here, safe and sound. Happy labor was over and happy to begin falling in love with an angel.

Now, who's ready to do it all again? Yeeeaaahhh. We're still feeling a little wobbly about the whole baby brother situation over here too. Here's hoping I pull through it all... And maybe with a tad more grace this time. It could happen.

*** I feel the need to post some actual decent pictures of myself after the previous two posts... But these photos don't lie. Maybe I'll try to cute up this weekend. We'll see. ***

a few things.

2011-03-03T13:07:00.000-05:00

*** Warning: This is not a happy snappy fa la la post. If you need sunshine and rainbows today, look else where.***

1. Internet Explorer is lame. I just tried to resurrect Google Chrome on my comp and it made me want to throw the computer across the room. I hate feeling helpless.

2. Petty sure I just broke my back forever dragging the giant ladder out and scaling it up to the attic to retrieve the baby clothes. But I got them and now I can start sorting/washing them while these 5 children sleep. Isn't my life glamorous?

3. Attempted to make cookies this morning and they were so dry they choked me. The children really liked them though. So that's something I guess.

4. I really hate not knowing if my SIL is going to be alright. I wish she could just wake up and be perfectly fine right now. Please keep the prayers coming. Thank you.

5. Miles threw a very small, very hard, ball at my face this morning. Cry.

6. Pretty sure we are back to square one on Baby Brother's name. Maybe I'll just put a few in a hat, choose at random and be done with it.

7. Miles' detox from junk food came to a screeching halt last night over pizza and fruit snacks. I was swollen and didn't feel like cooking. Like I said, glamorous.

8. Someday when I re-read this post, I'm probably going to wish I could come back to today and appreciate it instead of just whine whine whine. I'll deal with that on that day.

9. Pretty sure I went to bed last night with a candle burning. Miles reminded me of it this morning when he said, "The fire's gone!" I guess it burned itself out sometime in the night. Thank goodness nothing worse happened. No more candles during pregnancy. No matter how many poopy diapers have stunk up my house that day.

10. Here's something good to end on... Someone I am absolutely crazy about brought me a dress today. She read my post about my dresses not fitting anymore and brought a very cute, very stretchy dress over to me this morning. She made my day much happier with her thoughtfulness. Someday I'll be just like her.

Here's hoping your day is going better than mine, and that I manage to pull this stick outta my butt soon. I'll keep you posted.

Seriously though, please pray for Tracy.

blank spot on the wall.

2011-03-02T12:35:00.000-05:00

I filled the blank spot. What do you think?

If I know me (and I think I do) this will all change soon enough. Except for the huge vinyl, that's just too awesome to take down ever. I did a makeover on the mirror, oval frame and letter B. A little paint goes a long way around here... but I only thought to take a "before" pic of the mirror... Not too shabby for a days work.

My living room decor is on the brink of complete, maybe a tour is in order sometime soon. Although, the spot above the mantle continues to be a thorn in my side.

request.

2011-03-01T13:29:00.000-05:00

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I'm pretty sure most people that read this blog are praying women. So, I have a favor to ask today, and tomorrow and for the next few days here. We have a family member that is very ill. She is in the hospital with Influenza A and Pnemonia. She is currently on a ventilator but they are planning on trying to ease her off of it soon to see if she can breathe on her own again. Her name is Tracy and I love her. She is bright and funny and pretty much one of the nicest people I know. So if you could toss her name into the mix when you're saying your prayers for these next few days I would appreciate it so so much.

Get well soon Tracy, we love you!

35 weeks survey.

2011-02-28T13:08:00.000-05:00

(Date night Friday. We saw I Am Number Four. It was pretty awesome. Though I almost peed myself like 7 times.)

Thoughts from Baby Mama: "My throat burns. I thought heart burn happened in your chest. Also, I think I'm bout to bust a vein."
Weight: 157.6
Cravings: Chips, Cherry ICEE's (they help numb my fire throat), fruit fruit fruit.
Sleep Patterns: Decent, only waking two to three times a night to pee. No naps during weekdays, one nap a day on weekends.
Clothes That Still Fit: Dwindling fast...Especially my dresses...
Baby Prep Completed: Ummmmm... Okay, none. But I hope to make progress this week. At least he has a name.
Thoughts From Baby Daddy: "My wife is pregnant. Oh crap. I'm about to have two kids." I agree that is a terrifying thought. How do yall do it with 2,3,4 plus kids!?!
Disgusting Killer Vein Update: Still there, still spreading, still trying to stay off my feet as much as possible-ish.
Stretch Marks: None to be seen yet. Hoping for the same luck I had with Miles. Hope + LOTS of coco butter = Stretch mark free belly riiiight? No?
Thoughts From Big Brother: "I can't push it back in!" (Referring to my belly button, which he is ALWAYS trying to 'fix' for me.) So so so cute.

Are you pregnant? Considering it? I'd love to know your answers to this survey... :0)

M

free your mind and the rest will follow.

2011-02-25T13:09:00.000-05:00

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At the beginning of our marriage, during one of my particularly dark ocd times, when Drew was taking me to work with him so I wouldn't have to be alone and we could still have some sort of income, (thank God for his wonderful wonderful boss back then) I found this quote pinned up above the desk of one of his co-workers.

It spoke to me then, though I didn't really understand why. I had him make me a copy anyway. Now, when I read it it makes more sense than most things in my life. So, because it may help you sometime, somewhere along your way, and so I can have it documented somewhere other than just magneted to my fridge I'm sharing it today.

It's a tad long for a blog post but worth a read.

as order to chaos

one witnesses' change.

remember...

even

Gratitude

lives through hurricanes.

***

Each situation in your life exists for your spiritual growth and evolution and when you are ready to acknowledge the wisdom with which you organize the scenarios of your life, you will learn to love each situation. Then you can become aware of its lessons, know and learn them and love them free.

Once you learn to love the experience, it has fulfilled its mission in your life and can depart from you. But as long as you continue to hate, judge, resent, run away from or ignore it, it will exist and even intensify as it mirrors everything you dislike about it. Is it good or bad, right or wrong, beneficial or harmful, short term or permanent- all of these are judgments that will only result in the continuation of the circumstance.

Instead, ask your Self 'what do I need to learn from this' and you will take the first step on the path to freedom. Each difficult experience that you have is a mirror of a fear in your life- discover the fear and the reason for its existence and it has no power over you and then ceases to exist unless you allow it to. The more dire the situation, the greater your need to learn and appreciate its lesson and heal that aspect of your belief system.

Once you acknowledge that you created the reality, it loses its power because it is the paradigm that you built, not the result of someone else's actions against you. Then you can love it free and move on to create other realities that are more peaceful, joyful and fulfilling. No matter what the circumstance, if you can learn to love it, you can free yourself from it and move forward on your journey.

Hope you have a great weekend!

i love you and here's why.

2011-02-24T12:56:00.000-05:00

Because last night in the double seater shopping cart at Publix, (the one that looks like a car. Your favorite. In fact you won't allow me to call it a cart. It has to be called "the car.") You patted the seat beside you and said "Baby brother can sit there." I love you.

Because last night in another shopping cart when you wanted to get down you looked at me very seriously and said "Mommy hold me. I have a rash." Ah, you know how to play me so well. I love you.

Because as I was changing one of your friends diapers yesterday you ran off into my room and closed the door and when I finally finished up and found you, you had let yourself out the doggie door and were sitting in my chair in the backyard singing Follow the Prophet to yourself. I love you.

Because whenever you hear birds singing outside you let me know that they too are singing Follow the Prophet. I love you.

Because you would let me read you a million books at bedtime so I'd stay with you a little longer. I love you.

Because of the way you act out your stories as you're telling them. "I was running to the car like this (then you run) and I fell down like this (then you fall) and I hurt my knee." I love you.

Because of the face you make when you're jammin' out to a good song. I love you.

Because sometimes after we hug you say "I love you," before I can beat you to it. I love you.

Baby Miles, there are so so many reasons why I love you and it seems like everyday you give me more.

I love you,

Mommy

wednesday ramble. and i mean ramble.

2011-02-23T13:29:00.000-05:00

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It is Wednesday and sleep is escaping me. Soon to be followed by my sanity. It is soooo hard to get comfy in bed at night. I wonder if I might fare better in a big ole Lazy Boy. I don't have one of those anyway so it doesn't matter much.

I'm pretty sure I didn't get to the part of pregnancy where I could barely roll myself over in bed with Miles until the very end. And here I am still 6 weeks out and I need a crane to hoist me over... or up for that matter. Sigh. How do women do this 3, 4, 5 times??? Many of the older women in my life that I admire so very much have several more than two children but at this moment I can't see us passing the pair of boys I'm currently caring for. Never say never though right?

The heartburn today doesn't really help either. I neeeeed an ICEE. Cherry flavored please. Giant, red and freezing to numb my throat. Sounds perfect.

Today, while these kiddos sleep I am, working on a couple decor projects/doing laundry/sweeping and mopping/blogging... pretty much everything except staying off my feet. But I feel the need to get things done around here. I have this sneaking suspicion lately that baby brother might just make an early arrival. Could just be wishful thinking though...

I have one blank space in my dining room that haunts me everyday and I am on a mission to fill it asap. I also want to wash and repaint all the base boards and doors in my house, organize and de-clutter every room (again) and prepare every needful thing so we are ready. The plan is to be ready by the end of the second week in march, just in case... Unfortunately I have all but lost my partner in crime to the FSU MBA program. It is mid-term time and asking him to organize/repaint/shop with me seems selfish. Last night he was at church until almost 11pm. He helps out with the finances up there and since it's tax season and all it's time to crunch all the numbers together.

I got very very worried about him last night. As he was leaving my mind kept telling me that it would be the last time I ever saw him alive. Strange and terrible thought. (I of course told myself over and over that it was just OCD lying to me...turns out I was right). But it was scary nonetheless and the gnawing thoughts kept me awake until he made it home safe. Then we ate Reese's eggs and passed out.

Sorry about the ramble-a-thon, I'm tired and my thoughts are all running together today. Back to work!

M

a picture of a person you'd like to trade places with for a day.

2011-02-22T12:34:00.000-05:00

I would LOVE to trade places with Miles for a day. I just think it would be such an eye opener to be able to view the world as he does. What's going on in that little noggin of his? What does he think about me and his daddy? How does he feel when he first wakes up in the morning? It would be magical to be able to get a glimpse of what Miles' daily life is like from his perspective. And I think it'd reeeeeeally help me learn to mother him better. Ah to know the inner workings of the mind of a two year old boy... Yes, he is definitely my choice on this one.

M

***If I had to choose a celebrity type person I'd probably go with Gwen Stefani or Hayley Williams cuz they are beautiful, awesome rock stars and I'd loooove to be able to sing like that/get all pretty and do photo shoots in awesome rock star clothes for a day. :0) But just one day... ok, maybe two...***

***Also, thank you all for your thoughts on yesterdays post. It is unbelievably therapeutic for me to write about my experiences with OCD and I'm so happy it can help others!***

the ocd diaries: exorcism.

2011-02-21T13:27:00.000-05:00

( How bout a pretty picture before we head down to Crazy Town!?!)

***Yes, I do realize that this probably sounds silly or completely insane to anyone that hasn't been thru something similar or doesn't know much about ocd. Imagine how crazy it seemed to an eight year old child! But alas, it is all part of my story so let's just press forward yes?***

Chapter two I suppose... Exorcism

Growing up my mother never waivered in teaching me right from wrong. We always went to church and between her and my sweet Mema I had NO DOUBT about what NOT to do in life. Which is of course a good thing. A great thing!

But... For a person with OCD, such black and white lines between good and bad can cause major issues. Especially when your brain is constantly trying to tell you how you did this, that or the other all wrong and will probably burn in hell forever now...

See, OCD attaches itself to your worst fears. Fear is the life blood of OCD. All of OCD's power lies in the fears and anxieties of it's sufferers. It creeps into your mind and screams at you over and over that whatever it is you're most afraid of is going to happen. Or maybe it already did happen and you just don't remember. Or that you are going to cause it to happen. That you are bad and nothing you do will ever make you better. You get the idea.

So say you're around 8 years old and you just happen to have caught some of The Exorcist one night while your parents were watching it. That's a scary movie all on its own but when OCD gets involved... eek.

My OCD picked up on the fear that movie struck in me VERY quickly. Maybe even overnight. I rememeber praying and praying over and over again that I wouldn't become possessed by a demon. That I wouldn't end up with my head spinning 360 degrees or projectile vomiting green goo. That I wouldn't become evil. Because well, being evil is bad and I wanted to be a good girl like I knew I should.

And then ocd began it's horrible game... "Hey Marquesas! What if really deep down in your heart you want to be possessed? Hmmm Marquesas, what if you love Satan? I think you do. Yes, you do. In fact you worship him. Don't bother fighting it, you're already gone. You are a disciple of Satan. You are bad bad bad and no one can help you."

Thoughts like those came over and over all day everyday. I prayed constantly to be able to think of something, anything else. For forgiveness of my sins, for Heaven to help me be safe from the devil. But as anyone whose ever dealt with this disease knows, you can't pray it away. Eventually when I'd say "Dear Heavenly Father" to begin my prayers my brain would tell me that I had actually said "Dear devil my father." So then I was stuck. I couldn't even pray for help without OCD's interference. OCD had taken my prayers away. Crazy right?

Eventually I developed a ritual that allowed me to sneak around OCD while praying. I'd say "Dear Heavenly Father" about 5 times and then switch it to "My Father in Heaven," several more times then go about my prayers just fine. Rituals, incase you didnt know have a VERY big role in the lives of people with ocd. And they are bad. Step one to living a happier life with ocd is STOP DOING THE RITUALS! They seem like they are helping you but they are only giving OCD more power!

That's the one thing about OCD that keeps me fighting everyday. I KNOW that just as it took my prayers from me as a child, if I give in even a little it will eventually take away EVERYTHING. It roots itself in your mind so deeply that it ultimately infiltrates every thought of every waking moment. (Ask, Drew, he's seen me there. He calls it "the dark place." I love him.) That's when you start to crack up. Not a good place to be. OCD is a thief of happiness, normalcy (if there really is such a thing) and peace.

Ultimately, as they always do, this obsession passed when another took it's place. I stopped worrying about becoming a satanic disciple (though to this day I occasionally feel compelled to repeat my "Dear Heavenly Father's" several times when beginning a prayer... And every now and then I give in and just do the dang ritual so I can get on with my prayers and get to bed. What!?! I'm only human!) and I moved on with my childhood.

Sadly, when the obsession that replaced my fear of satanic discipleship reared it's ugly head I would've gone back to fretting over demons in a heart beat. But that's another story for another day.

M

*** If any of you, bloggy/fb friends or those I see/talk with regularly in person want to talk about these little posts of mine, don't be shy. Clearly I am an open book (?maybe too open?) and I will answer any questions with candid honesty. I just want everyone to feel comfortable. NO elephants in the room for me, there are enough of them roaming around my brain ;0)***

he's gonna make an awesome big brother.

2011-02-20T22:56:00.000-05:00

My sweet Miles upon being asked to give his baby brother a kiss...

Maybe this baby better hang out inside a bit longer...

There we go. That's more like it.

34 weeks today people. 34 weeks! Only 6 weeks left!!!

I've decided this bump looks smaller naked. Bahahahaha call me vain all you want but I'd be in my birthday suit 24-7 right now if it were socially acceptable. And not just because I feel tinier when I'm in the buff. Clothes are just waaaaay too uncomfortable these days.Those wild jungle women are really onto somethin'.

So, since I spent most of yesterday and today sitting/lying down I felt it'd be safe enough to go for a walk with Miles around the neighborhood tonight. I let him ride his tricycle along side me. He was hilarious! He pedaled so fast that eventually he just had to lift up his feet and let the bike slow down on its own! Man I love that kid. Stay tuned this week for a post all about his awesomeness. Little baby brother sure has his work cut out for him when it comes to cuteness, but I'm sure he'll come through for us. I haven't met a Blimes man yet I didn't find hilarious and charming.

Nite,

*** To the sweet sister at church today (you know who you are), it absolutely MADE MY DAY to have you snag me just to say how much you enjoy this blog! Thank you for reading and taking the time to share the positive vibes!***

sigh.

2011-02-18T13:51:00.000-05:00

God grant me the serenity

to accept the things I cannot change;

the courage to change the things I can;

and the wisdom to know the difference.

more about pregnant me.

2011-02-17T13:37:00.000-05:00

(Have YOU "liked" this artists facebook page yet? Pop on over and do it now!)

Things that are super awesome about being pregnant:

*I may be the only person in the world that feels this way but I LOVE when random people touch my belly. The fact that they are at ease with me in such a physical way makes me feel like we really are all in this thing together. Like we're all connected in some kind of intamate way, even the people we've never met before.

* Wearing maternity clothes that actually look cute, and utilizing the bump as a trendy accessory...You know, like the celebs do...? No?

* Knowing that there is an ACTUAL person living inside of me. I didn't really "get it" during my pregnancy with Miles but I do this time around and it is truly magical.

* Knowing the little guys name, and loving it.

* Having people say "33 weeks! You're so tiny!" And feeling like they really mean it.

*Eating. Without the calorie calculating that so often attends my non-pregnant meals. Not looking forward to that again...Flat stomach, yes please! Daily calorie count-a-thon, no thank you.

*Anticipation of a very special labor and delivery surrounded by the ones I hold closest to my heart. (If they're not too grossed out to stay ;0))

Things that are not so super awesome about being pregnant:

* Gaining 25lbs... Heading towards 30 by the end I'm sure.

* Varicose veins. Yeah, I said it.

* Nose bleeds and constant shortness of breath

* Pain involved in labor and delivery

* Having super thin and trendy friends. (This is of course normally on the pro's list but some days can't yall just look like a cow with me!?!)

* Wondering if Hubby is really still interested in adult fun...

* Back aches

It's hard to believe how fast this pregnancy is flying by. In no time I'll be a mother of two. TWO! That's a crazy thought. How in the world is there enough of my heart left to add another amazing boy into my life? I might just explode.

M

mail call...

2011-02-16T13:32:00.000-05:00

(My baby boy and his "circle bike." He's in love. And he is getting pretty good at pedaling while steering!)

Dear Swollen Body Parts of Mine,
   Seriously? This is getting...awkward. I should reeeeeally try to stay off my feet more apparently.

Dear Husband,
   Your job taking you away over night is not cool. Although it is hot that you're speaking at a conference. You're such a grown up! But c'mon home now, my swollen body parts need to be able to sit down in the evenings!

Dear New Followers,
   Welcome! I love you for taking the time to click that little button!

Dear My Sweetest Two Year Old Miles,
   It is very very very cute how you always insist that your little friends' parents say "I love you," when they leave their kiddos here in the morning. You are precious baby boy.

Dear Fani,
   Your text this morning made me laugh and laugh. I would share it here but it'd probably embarrass you to death.

Dear Self,
   Did you know that in less than 2 months you'll have a tiny newborn in your arms? Wonderful, weird and wild. Back to blogging with a boob in someones mouth I suppose. It worked with Miles!

Dear Friday,
   What's the deal? You don't want to see me this week? Stop dragging your feet!

Dear Maranda,
   I want to go to dinner with you. Because you're awesome and we should hang out more. When there are less crazy kiddos running rampant. :0) Remember that time we stayed up late making flowers together? That was way fun and it was almost a YEAR ago. That's just too long! Don't you think?

Dear Ball Boppers,
   You guys can do it! Only a few weeks left. We need the big "W" people! I just hope I'm there to see it!

Dear Brad,
   I have decided that Chantal (no idea how to spell her name but...the one that embalms people) is your soul mate. You can just forget the rest of em now.

Dear Sleep,
   You can't get here fast enough tonight.

Love,
M

my sonny valentine.

2011-02-15T13:06:00.000-05:00

At 8am yesterday I got a text from Drew telling me to look behind the love seat... Curious yes?

I found a giant Valentines Day card there and an explanation of my Valentines day surprise. :0) He would text me a different location in the house to look at the top of every hour and there would be a special little gift waitng there for me! It was AWESOME! I found myself giddy as the minutes past, waiting and wondering where I'd look next and what I'd find. My husband is the king of romance I swear. He puts me to shame! I love it. I love how he actually sits and takes the time to think up something creative and unique that he knows I'll love. It makes me feel really really special.

When he got home from work I had him come around the house and take my picture in the spot where I found each gift so I could properly document his awesomeness and one of my favorite Valentines Days ever.

8am: "Look behind the love seat."

The comically giant card and explanation of the days festivities!

9am: "Look in the front of the garage."

A dozen perfectly pink roses!

10am: "Look in the top of the man room closet on the main shelf underneath Sorry. For when you're bored and there's nothing on the dvr."

Saeson 4 of Desperate Housewives! I love those crazy ladies. Holla!

11am: "Look in Miles' closet on his box of swim diapers."

Reese's jackpot! Yes!

12pm: "Look behind the bottom right picture by the front door."

An invitation to Harry's for dinner. Our FAVORITE!!!

1pm: "Look on my nightstand between Women of the Old Testament and Preach My Gospel."

Oh Paula Deen. How scrumptious your recipes are!!! In case yall didn't know I LOVE magazines. Like seriously.

2pm: "Look in the fridge on the second shelf down behind the Parmesan cheese and salsa."

Sweet dark nectar of goodness, how I love thee.

3pm: "Look under my underwear in the second drawer from the top in the Tupperware thing in my closet."

A gorgeous bracelet I've been eyeing on Etsy! It's on it's way!!!

4pm: "Last one...Look in the linen closet on the shelf with the towels on the top of the far right stack."

Big comfy pants! Yes! In case yall didn't know, I LOVE big comfy pants!!!

And then he came home and we spent the rest of the evening in each others arms. We didn't actually make it to Harry's for dinner because there was an hour and 45min wait, so we decided to rain check it and went to Sonny's instead. LOL But it was an amazing Valentines Day all the same. I feel so so lucky to be married to such a caring, thoughtful man.

I love you hunnie!

*** I also wanted to thank you all for sweet and funny comments on our Valentines Day song yesterday. We're so so glad you liked it! I can't wait to share more of our passion for music with you!"***

a song for you on valentines day.

2011-02-14T12:40:00.000-05:00

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Drew and I have been enjoying a much needed musical renaissance here at home so we thought we'd share a quick little love song with yall for Valentines Day! It's called Lucky. Maybe you've heard of it???

Hope you enjoy your Valentines Day!

33 weeks today.

2011-02-13T22:59:00.000-05:00

Just in case you haven't yet, head on over to Lindsey Lou Photography and book your session today. And for my outta state/country readers I'd consider it a lovely little Valentine gift if you'd hit up her Facebook page and click "like." Thank you! Photo sessions with this artist are so magical and the memories captured are priceless.

Quick story... Today it was just me and Miles at church and as I was trying to keep him quiet during the passing of the sacrament I told him to try to think about Jesus when he ate his piece of bread from the tray. I said "The bread is for Jesus' body." And Miles ever so loudly and triumphantly exclaimed "His penis!?!" Yes Miles, his penis. What ever am I going to do with this child?!?

ghosts of v-day's past.

2011-02-13T14:41:00.000-05:00

Drew and I take turns planning Valentines Day festivities. This year it's his turn. :0) I'm pretty excited for a night out with my man.

Valentines Day 2009: Drew planned... Read all about our "Choose Your Own Adventure" Valentines Day. He's so clever!

Valentines Day 2010: I planned. Fine dining and games at home. A perfectly simple and romantic evening.

Stop by tomorrow for a special Valentine from us Blimes' to you!

saturday.

2011-02-12T22:00:00.000-05:00

my husband reads the wall street journal.

2011-02-11T12:06:00.000-05:00

And that is hot.

Also, sometimes he shares it with our baby boy over a bowl of cheerios.

Hotter.

Not to mention how snazzy he looks in a three piece suit.

Smokin. Hot.

Miles and I are headed out of town for the weekend sans Daddy. Off to GA for a fairy themed birthday party! I will miss my partner in crime. It's always nice to have back-up when chasing a wild toddler around other peoples homes.

We had the very most fun ever last night while working on a little Valentines Day surprise for you all. I think we are enjoying it way more than you guys will but hey it's the thought that counts right?

Also, today during the mad lunch rush, Miles was helping me feed one of our smaller babes and every time he put the spoon up to her mouth he would open and close his mouth (you know the way we grown folks do when we're trying to get a baby to eat?) And after every bite she took he'd wipe her chin with the spoon to catch the drippings, (just like I always do). Yeah, it was pretty much awesome.

And he was rockin the big boy undies today. It was... wet. Let's just leave it at that.

(Here's another 32 week belly pic just for good measure!)

Hope your weekend is butt loads of fun!

day 5. a favorite memory.

2011-02-10T11:54:00.000-05:00

(December 26, 2008)

While I don't remember very much from the actual labor and delivery of Miles I do remember the night before very well. I remember Drew giving me a blessing. He blessed me to have a safe, and swift delivery. Both granted. He blessed me to have an abundance of love for the child which we would soon meet.

Granted.

(Pretty sure we're discussing my many chins here.)

I remember him lying in the hospital bed with me all night long. Cuddling, massaging, comforting. I remember him making me and everyone else in the room laugh all through the induction process. He has truly perfected the art of calming me with his sense of humor. I remember being so so so glad I chose him. And he chose me. And that we were blessed to create life together.

So for my favorite memory I choose the night before Miles was born. It was sacred and special and brought me closer to the one person I didn't believe it possible to become any closer to. And it ended with Miles! What better memory to share?

(The day our lives changed forever for the better.)

day 4... our shameful night.

2011-02-09T13:01:00.000-05:00

Unfortunately all too often lately our nights end up looking something like this. By dinner time my energy is SPENT and we resort to duh duh dummmm.... FAST FOOD!!! I have no idea how I only gained 1 lb in the last two weeks. Call it a pregnancy miracle. I have vowed to do better. Really. But sometimes the Big Mac just sings to me.

(Note: This is what I look like on a daily basis now. And yes, I am wearing that shirt...again. Feel sorry for my poor husband won't you?)

Also, this was Miles' first ever cheeseburger...

Pretty much a win.

Hope your Wednesday makes you smile.