First Day...

Hello little one!!
It has been a while. we've moved- had your brother Robbie, moved again - started building a house...There have been some pretty major changes in our lives, and instead of trying to think of everything that has happened and go over it in excruciating detail, I am going to start putting fingers to keyboard and start a new, and hopefully the gaps will fill themselves in.

Today is Monday, August 25th, 2014. One of the most monumental day's in our lives! Today is your first day of kindergarten! we enrolled you into Dellview Elementary, which is the same school I went to. Your dad and i woke up on time, but a little grumpy with each other. we got Robbie (16 months old) ready and you got dressed, put in your 1st day of school bow (Blue Sparkly one) and all went to the school for your very special day. We walked in together as a family and waited with the pack to sign in, get our visitors badge and walk you to the library. Once we got to the Library,we waited on the carpet with a few other shrimps and you seemed hesitant to let leave. Shy. You wanted me near you, holding hands but you weren't awkward, just a little unsure. i'm proud you weren't scared.

Your dad held on to Robbie for most of the time we were in the library, he really really wanted down so he could mess with all the books. :) Once your teacher arrived, Mrs. Duncan, we all walked as an enormous herd to your classroom. I took you to your seat, gave you hugs and kisses, and your brother too - he said goodbye to you and you said goodbye to him. you didn't cry or get emotional, you didn't ask me to leave or get frustrated with all the kisses and hugs (your dad got in there too), I assumed that you understood the importance of the occasion and acted accordingly, but i supposed you realized there was a lot going on, it would be over soon and maybe a little bit of you needed all the hugs.

Just like other times I've had to take you somewhere and leave you (primarily daycare, or with in-laws), as heart-wrenching as it is, you turn around and leave. No fuss, no emotion, keep it together. Don't think about it- mechanically walk to your automobile and drive away. It's a ritual that helps protect you from grabbing your baby, taking her back and just saying screw it - maybe next year... well as i started this ritual of self preservation, I get to the end of the hall and look over my shoulder for your father and he's... no where! I look father down the hallway where I came, eyes traveling back through the steps and he's at your door way. A big looming figure standing in the way... taking one last glimpse of his kid in a classroom. I wait for him to catch up thinking to myself "what a newbie!". It was a reminder that I've had to do this more than him, but it isn't any easier for either of us.

We were still pretty sore with each other about some imagined happening, so we didn't talk to each other as we made our way to the truck. We sat in silence as we got Robbie situated in his care seat, pulled out of the schools parking lot and made our way down the road. We were in other worlds thoughtful, as we made our way back to our street, and only then he grabbed my hand, relenting first, and we both started sobbing. It was so sad!! I wanted to rush back into the school and go get you! my little tiny girl was in a place that was strange and unfamiliar and wasn't near me. i essentially wanted you to come to work with me on your first day of school. Safe and close. I felt completely irrational- until your dad said, through tears, he felt like he was never going to see you again! At least I wasn't alone. I love him. :)

He had to go to work, and I didn't know what to do with myself, until your grandma Christie called me and asked about getting the baby for the day... oh yeah! So I drove down to Taco Cabana, dropped him off, told her all about the experience and came to work.

I left the office about 2PM to go get you- I wanted to see how the after school program worked, and I couldn't wait to get you. We drove downtown to get your brother and you told me all about your first day! you looked exhausted and sounded so so tired- it was a really big day for you and you exerted all the energy you had in your little body, and fell asleep in the car. When we got home, everyone was emotionally drained- no one had anything left! All four of us went to bed early. 

xo

March 2012

It's Springtime in San Antonio!! we've got flowers everywhere! it's all very exciting. last weekend we went to Lowe's and you picked out a pink flower plant and I picked out a strawberry plant. We went home and put them in pots. i also got a little frog planter for you and we planted grass seeds. and the grass started growing and looked like hair. You got to use yours scissors to give him a hair cut.

11/03/11

Little Sam. Today is daddy and mommy's 5 year anniversary. My goodness! I can't believe it's been 5 years since we got married, it feels like I've always been married and like it just happened. We've had a good marriage so far. But it's hard! It's hard to agree on things, it's sometimes hard to get along, and it's hard to live, everyday with the same person. but we love each other so much, it's hard for us to imagine being apart. We are truly soul mates, it's important for you to know that. Soul mates are very rare to come by, and I've always felt that if such an idear exists, we are a living example. Let's catch you up on a few things that have transpired: last Monday you fell out of your grandma Christi's Tahoe onto your shoulder and broke your collarbone. No one told us all day, because she didn't know. You had a good appetite, you played well but you kept your arm at your side and only every now and then told grandma you had a boo boo on your arm. When your grandpa go home he immediately thought something was wrong and had your dad meet up with you to take you to the hospital, whereby an X-ray was administered and a pretty broken clavicle was diagnosed. They put a little measly ace bandage around your shoulders, an sent you on your merry little two year old way, with the only instructions being: you'll heal. Oh, and be careful. WTF?! So I stayed home with you all week lat week, your da stayed with you on Friday, and sure enough you got better and better. We had a good time together and put your princess puzzle together over and I've again, about 50 times. (today you threw it down, I think it's getting to you too) in any case you went back to daycare today, and all is getting back to normal. Saturday we took pictures with some pumpkins down the street, there's a little church in Vance Jackson that we took you to that had a mini pumpkin patch. Sunday my parents came over and we carved some pumpkins! I made some spinach dip out of roasted sugar pumpkins and fruit cups and we ha a good time. I'm pretty sure you napped through it with your dad. MONDAY we dressed you up a a black and orange kitty and took you out for your first trick or treating adventure! It was awesome! You go a ton of loot, had a blast and looked ap cute doing it. Then u passed out.

I love you so so so so so much.

More to come later.

Mama

Cutest night.

So... The absolute cutest thing just happened. We're laying down in bed, me and your dad in our bed you in your crib asleep, and I'm just about to go to sleep myself, when you started talking in your sleep. You were dreaming! You started staying "Come here! Come here! Lefty lefty! Lefty! ". Then loudly you say "what happened? What happened?" You call out for mommy a couple of times then go back to sleep. even in your dreams you are demanding and bossy. :). It was so absolutely cute I can't even describe it. I am easily enthralled when you do things that are completely outside of taking direction from us. I love it. I love you! -Momma

Ps: I included a picture of lefty. :)

Sept 2, 2011

There are a lucky 6 people in the entire universe that have had the pleasure of snuggling with you at night. They are: your parents and both grandparents. i feel sorry for my mom most, she doesn't like to be bothered... well- at all really, but mostly when she's trying to go to sleep. I've mentioned in several posts, that this is my favorite time with you- but i can certainly understand how frustrating it can be for other people who are not your parents. i'm laughing just thinking about it!

Each night, we take a bath (as mentioned before), read a story, and you go to sleep in your crib after a couple of night time songs. i usually come to bed anywhere between 11:00pm - 1:00am (along with your dad) and we all sleep peacefully in our respective spots, as it should be. then anywhere around 1am-3am you wake up and want to come into bed with me. i usually don't remember getting up and putting you in bed, i'm still asleep, and it's done automatically now. I don't know how to even break you of this habit, it' so ingrained. You've trained me!

it takes you a while to settle, you usually get back to sleep relatively quickly i assume, but you do this "hand thing" where you want to hold hands but you also want to turned your hands over and over in my hands. (it's hard to explain) and then you forcibly place your foot in my hands, and this goes on for a while. until i can hear my mom and my dad tell you to "knock it off", in my mind. i'm so used to it, it puts me right out, but i can imagine the irritating feelings of people who aren't used to it. And then there's the crawling. All over your body crawling, like you're a puppy trying to find a comfortable spot trying out each side of the bed, with an unfortunately person in the middle. THIS, i believe, is what gets my parents. when you've spent the night with either of them, this is what they complain about the most. this image is what makes me laugh the hardest- because i know at this point, you aren't going to settle down anytime soon, and i can put you back in your crib. when you're at one of their houses, they can't do that. so they're stuck with a wriggling, wormy, sometimes snugly,  hand-hand-foot-hand mess of a night.

Last night. LAST NIGHT, we put you to bed, according to routine, and thought we were home free (sometimes you'll wake up) until about 11:00pm. this is when you came strutting out of the bedroom, hair mussed, eyes wide. Your father and i were completely astounded to see you! you told us (after asking the right questions) that you climbed out of your crib, using the side table and bed as a landing spot and that you didn't cry for very long, before you took your escape into your own capable hands and broke free.

it's definitely time to put you in your own bed, in your own room. Jesus.

had a couple of long nights though- you've been coughing, took you to the docs, they said it was just a cough (?). i did find out that you weigh 32 lbs, however. also- they are weighing you on the big-girl scale now, no more baby scales for you! and you don't have to take off all your clothes. boo hoo!!!


love you-
Mama