Weekend Recap

Here we are getting ready to start the week again...Bummer. I had a little fun with some sidewalk chalk and have more plans for some pictures with Wyatt. Should be fun.

We had a pretty low key weekend. I seem to dislike the weekends where they are jam packed with every single minute filled up. However, this weekend we had zero plans and I was feeling bored.out.of.my.mind. Or so I thought.

Friday night Ryan and I had big plans. By big I mean we were going to have a date night! Woo-hoo! And by this I simply mean since about Wednesday we were looking for to this night which basically entailed putting Wyatt to bed by 9:30 and wait for it.....watching a movie we had rented. Actually, we went all out and watched 2 movies. AND! And we had some popcorn and willingly saw 1 AM. We are out of control now days people. OOC. We watched Hall Pass (probably one of the funniest movies we've seen since the Hangover) and No Strings Attached. Both were really good and pretty funny so we had a successful night when it came to movies.

Saturday we got around to running errands, ordering pizza, and (gasp) renting more movies. I'm not sure what our deal was with watching more movies but whatever. We watched True Grit and Sanctum. I didn't really get into True Grit as much as I would have like because I ventured into Pinterest. (Idiot!) That's for another  post though... Both movies were really good so we are 4/4. I'm pretty sure the next time we rent movies (3 months from now) they will all bomb completely! I also decided to make some peanut butter and reeces cup cookies. I am truly a fat kid. Which, by the way, ends tomorrow. I am totally utilizing my gym membership to it's full potential and by that I have made  a solemn vow to go no less that 3 times a week. It should be relatively easier now working part-time. That's my hope at least. I've basically told Ryan to kick my butt out of the house if I'm not going. It has to be done. I'm sick of being a Fatty McGee.

Ughh....

We are so close to rolling over back to belly. Daddy was trying to coax him a little. It didn't work.

Today, we went to church with my FIL and spent time at his house before heading over to my parents. I got to do something that I haven't done in forever... I rocked Wyatt to sleep and he slept on my chest for 45 minutes or so. I think I was in heaven. There is absolutely nothing sweeter than a sleeping baby laying on your chest. Ah...melts my heart. He is becoming a little stinker when it comes to his naps. This started Friday and has been the reoccuring theme for the past 3 days. Not sure what's going on, but he usually falls asleep about 15-20 minutes of crying and fussing. We fed him when we got home this evening and I laid him down for a little nap before his last bottle. He cried on and off for 35 minutes before I finally picked him up. He burped instantly so I laid him back down and he was out. Crap. I officially felt like worst mommy of the year. I immediately went outside to tell Ryan what a terrible mommy I felt like since I had completely neglected him...he made me feel a lot better telling me I didn't know and with the way his naps have been there was no way to tell. Seriously though, I (still) feel like poo. Guess that comes with being a parent though, right? Not fun...not fun.

BFF finds out what she's having tomorrow! Fingers crossed it's a boy...but I know it's going to be a girl!

Mr. Boss Man

I have a new boss and he looks something like this:

He's cute, right? (I think he is the one "man" I can get away with saying is the cutest.thing.ever. without his daddy getting offended.)

Anyway, like I said, he is my new boss...unofficially for the next 5 weeks. Officially beginning September 1st.  

I am so excited and feel so extremely blessed that I am going to be able to work part-time Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesdays of each week beginning in September. That's in only a month! I am unofficially starting this schedule today, thanks to my (real) boss who I feel has bent over backwards for me. She has been really good to me and Ryan and I are both feeling very lucky.

While we are beyond excited about this new chapter of our lives, it comes with a little bit of mixed emotions and feelings. We are basically going from a two income family where we felt very comfortable to basically a one income family. Little scary, right? Absolutely. However, with lots of praying, budgeting, and realizations we find this to be a good fit for our family.

Wyatt isn't always going to be a baby. Oh you didn't realize that either? Well, it may come as an absolute shock to most just how fast babies do grow up.  It's one of the saddest things I've ever seen. My newborn becoming a baby and soon my baby becoming a toddler. I wish I could just freeze time right now or at least be able to bottle up that baby smell, the baby laugh, the baby sounds, heck even the baby spit up smell. I know that I am going to miss every little bit of it once it passes. We thought long and hard if we were going to be able to "make" it comfortably like we were used to if I decided to work part time. With lots of thought and consideration of things, we decided that I in fact would be able to. Like I said, I feel so extremely blessed to be getting 4 straight days with my little guy and also a little "me" time by being out of the house working. I am honestly getting the best of both worlds.

It's going to be a change that is for sure. Random shopping trips to Branson for a weekend will now have to be planned and anticipated. We will be declining more invites to do stuff, but there is nothing more fulfiling than being at home more, having a cleaner home, more home cooked meals, more family time on weekends, a happier husband, and a happier marriage. I am so excited and I know that we are going to be fine and will adjust well.

“Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?" “For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. “But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.
Matthew 6:31-33

Wordless Wednesday: Our nightly routine

Story Bible that Daddy reads every night

Love.

Melts my heart

15 weeks

15 weeks and I loooove Sophie. Or Josie as she is called in our house.

Marriage Advice

In honor of the wedding festivities that we particiated in this weekend and SUYL I thought I would go ahead and share the things I've learned since being married...a short 16 months. Thus, 16 items and 1 for good luck!

1. Surround yourself with positive people. A few weeks before we got married, Ryan's "friends" (used very loosely) had an intervention with him. No, he wasn't a struggling cocaine addict, but instead he was about to make the biggest mistake of his life by saying "I do" to a little girl named Sarah. This happened on the same day I was having my wedding shower. Good timing guys, good timing. I had never been so offended by people who didn't even know me. People who thought they had Ryan's best interest in mind, but instead couldn't get over the mere fact that he was happy. Happy with someone that he had chosen to spend the rest of his life with. Did I point a gun to Ryan and say marry me or die? Um, no. In fact, I never forced that subject by any means because ultimatums aren't my thing. I am amazed at how much people think they know about you and your relationship and can actually feel the need to voice those opinions. Anyway, positive people are the ones that you need in your life. The type of people that cherish their marriage or relationships. The ones that put their spouses before anyone else. And, the ones that only want to see you happy.

2. Investing. I believe that what you put into your marriage you will get out of it. Putting love, faith, and most importantly work into your marriage will bring you nothing but good things. Like anything else (plants in our case) if you neglect it, it will fall apart (die) and quickly.

3. Saying what you mean and mean what you say. When you say I love you, mean it. When you say I'm sorry, again, mean it. Want your husband to help do the laundry, do not under any circumstance beat around the bush about it. Be straight forward and say what you mean. "I am so far behind on laundry I don't think I am ever going to get caught up." is the wrong thing to say. Try, "Bunney (or name of your choice --trying to avoid name calling--) go put the towels in the dryer and start the darks, please." There is no question of what he needs to do. I believe any husband can do this... but, give him a solid 10-15 minutes before you ask again because you know it is Monday night and something important may happen in the wrestling world.

4. Don't take each other for granted. Recently, Ryan said to me, "If I would do everything for you you would let me wouldn't you?" (I think this was while changing a stinky diaper or something of the same nature)..."Well duh, why wouldn't I?" The truth? Absolutely not. I love all the things that Ryan willingly does for me. I also love all the things that I ask him to do for me and he does. I don't take for granted the fact that he starts my car on the morings it's 20 degrees outside. I don't take for granted the nights he washes dishes for me. I don't take for granted the fact that he will sacrifice something he wants so I can have something that I want instead. I am always quick to say "thank you." I don't want him to think I am helpless (even if at times I pretend I am.) It is in my nature to be independent, and I don't want to lose that. Also, a "please" will go a long way in a marriage.

5. Your marriage is yours. It's the same with almost every couple- when are you getting engaged? And married? And babies? What about a second baby? (except us with the first questions...it was more like already?!) Do things on your own time. Don't want to pop out a baby 13 months after you've said I do? Then don't. Would you rather cherish 10 years with your spouse before you even think of adding a dog to the mix. Then do so. You have to live your life according to your plan. I wish I could add a witty remark to the question of whens, but I can't. We "jumped the gun" as we have been told and wouldn't have it any other way. In fact, when people ask how long we've been married and then see we have a 3 month old we normally do get that response and with smiles on our face we've come to admit that we didn't waste any time. Why would we? We knew what we wanted as a couple and it's important as a married couple for you to.

6. Keeping up with the Joneses. If at any moment you feel the need to start doing this it is time to re-evaluate some things. Ryan and I have never felt the need for this. We know what we want in life and when and how to go about getting it. I recently got a brand spanking new car. While I wanted one for a while (since the first time we pulled the carseat out of the box) I knew the perfect time would show its face and I was willingly to wait patiently for it. When people around us would be buying a new house we, like most people, would think that must be nice! But, we also would quickly realize that in time we will be building our bigger beautiful home and we are thankful that we currently own a home and have a safe place for Wyatt to sleep at night.

7. You have to laugh. Ryan does things that I am flat out embarrased about. Most are done within the walls of our home, some are not. Dancing in the kitchen, like he's got moves (when he clearly does not). Hilarious. Tooting in a restaurant and questioning was that me? Hilarious. We like to keep each other laughing. It is the best medicine they say. Ryan is embarrassed by some of the things that I do and say as well. Moving the jumperoo into the living room so Wyatt can enjoy all of 5 minutes in it and then trying to move it back into his room and actually getting it wedged between the walls is means for laughing. Keep things fun and simple. Never, never, never be afraid to be silly.

8. You are going to disagree. I'm highly opinionated and not afraid in the least to tell you what I think. Naturally, I have my best arguments with Ryan. Some are petty and some are serious. I think we are pretty good about getting the problem solved right then and there. I can't really think of a time when we "re-hashed" unresolved issues and for this I am proud.

9. You are a team. We learned that once Wyatt arrived we were even more dependent on each other and that we had to work together. Thankfully, we agreed on how we would like Wyatt to be raised so it made it that much easier. No one is a better teammate than your spouse and you have to firmly believe that. I am Ryan's biggest supporter and vice versa. We are working together to achieve the same goals. Two heads are better than one.

10. Respect. It's simple...respect your spouse and find ways to show them that they love you. It's easy to treat strangers nicer than you treat your spouse. It's easy to throw your bad days onto your spouse and not think twice about it. I've said some pretty mean things to Ryan because I was in a bad mood (I like to blame PMS) personally. Sometimes I don't like to talk. Silence is truly golden at times because if I get into a mood I honestly don't want to talk. Ryan hates the silent treatment I give him, but I usually say, "Please don't talk to me." And he does...and I get into a better mood...and we go on about our day.  I don't want to say mean or hurtful things and I don't want the things that I do say to be cold or in a harsh tone.

11. Pray for your spouse and your marriage. I do this nightly. The last thing that I want to add to the list of hats I already wear is a statistic. If I ever thought for a moment that divorce was an option, I would have never said I do. You get married for life. FOR LIFE. You do any and everything in your power to make it work. You don't put yourself in situations where the foundation of your marriage can be shaken. I pray for Ryan specifically and I pray for our marriage.

12.Go hunting. Or fishing, or bowling, or to a comic book convention. You share in each other activities, but not to the point of smothering and making it no longer fun for them. Ryan likes to hunt. I like to spend time with him. I felt like wife of the year the first time he asked me to go with him. I can count the number of times I've gone hunting with him, but each time we had a lot of fun and I know that Ryan thoroughly enjoyed having me with him. This past duck season, we closed the season...together...while I was 30 something weeks pregnant. I hope it's something we continue to do (at least until I am replaced by Wyatt completely). My dad loved fishing...and do you know who now loves fishing just as much? My mom. While she won't dare climb into a duck blind with my dad, she will go out on a boat in freezing weather to try and outfish him.

13.Pillow Talk. You know what my favorite thing to talk about with Ryan is? Well, besides the obvious, which is Wyatt. It is our pillow talk that we occasionally have where we talk about how we met, how we got engaged, and the road our lives have taken us on so far. It's fun to remember why we fell in love with each other. To have a strong successfull marriage I think it's important to never forget the reason why you chose to spend your life with this one person.

14. Be a lady and maintain the person he fell in love with. Time passes and looks fade...I understand that. But I think it's important to at least be similar to what you looked like years down the road in marriage. I guess what I mean is don't let yourself go. I just had a baby. I know have a more "womanly" body (read: wider hips and flabby belly).When I have the second (and last) child I will only add to this I'm sure. But, I refuse to blow up 30 pounds heavier than what I am now simply because "he will still love me anyway." Sure, Ryan will love me with the same amount of love, but I also want him to be attracted to me and think of me as the slim, fit, 24 year old he fell in love with and not someone he can hardly recognize. On being a lady? Do just that. Be a lady to the best of your ability. Ryan doesn't know I toot. True story. He probably never will. Even during child labor I was a nervous mess thinking that he would hear me. He didn't. I'd like it to stay that way.
15.Make rituals. Ours? We kiss each other every night before we go to bed. If we are having an off day (you will  have those from time to time) he will still give me a kiss even if it's on the cheek or shoulder or forehead.

16. Queen size bed. I'm not sure who told us this or where we heard it, but I honestly wish I did so I could give them credit where credit is due. But, they told us to never own a bed that is bigger than a queen size. It's all about being close. Also, when you are on different pages one day, it's a lot easier to feel compelled to "fix" whatever is wrong before you go to bed, especially if there is the chance that you will be touching the other person. We only have queen sized beds in our house and I can promise you that's all we will ever have.

17. It's work. Marriage is not always rainbows and butterflies. It is work. It is hard. It is a challenge.It is something that you should be proud of. I have only been married for a short time, but it is truly amazing the things that you can learn. I love getting to know Ryan more each and every day. I consider myself fortunate that we are both on the same page in many aspects of our life and we are happy...and it shows.

Wedding weekend

Last night we went to Darren and Kate's wedding. It was so much fun to have an "adult" night out for once, but I have to say I (we) definitely missed Toot! This was Wyatt's first overnight trip...the first night he wouldn't be right across the hall from me. Very sad, but at the same time I knew it had to be done. I was going to try really, really to not cave in and go pick him up on the way home...we failed miserably. By the time we got on the road to head home after 11, I started crying, wanting to see him. Ryan kept asking me if I wanted him to stop and I kept saying no, but my heart felt a little lighter as he slowed the car as we approached the turn off to mom and dad's. I snuck into their house, gave him a quick kiss, and was out the door. It made me feel a million times better just getting to see him... I don't think I can technically call this his first overnight trip since I did see him. Oh well...baby steps right? He did wonderfully for his Mimi and Pawpaw. Going to bed at 9 and getting up at 6. He's been a bit fussy today, but I attribute it to him being out of his norm. Oh well! Fussy or not we sure did miss him and love having him back at home!

Now some pictures from last night.

Me and the bride

Me and my handsome hubby!

The Groom, Ryan, and Brett

My dress was a long one and kept getting in my way. That is the garter and yes, I did feel like I was living in the 90's again.

We had a lot of fun getting our dance on. Or at least I did. I told Ryan I felt like I was back in my prime again. Ha! Funny how being a mommy makes you feel a little awkward dancing...oh well...some things you are just never too old for!

14 weeks

14 weeks old!

New things at 14 weeks:


-Wearing size 3 diapers

-Like your jumperoo and the “activities” on it

-Came sooo close to rolling over back to belly on Sunday evening

-We can put you down on a blanket and you will scoot all over the place…like off the blanket which happened last night

-Will be having your first overnight trip without mommy or daddy this weekend. I am scared to death and will probably end up going to get you (so Mimi don’t be offended…it’s not you it’s me)

-At 13 weeks you officially were no longer a one armed swaddled blanket sleeper. You're such a big boy now. Ha!

Today, we got this cute gift in the mail. I love anything monogrammed, but I really, really love that it has his entire middle name! Precious! You just can't go wrong with Pottery Barn kids.

Also, for my own personal reminder...I feel like I am going through labor all over again. I let it be known to my two pregnant best friends that the first few times Aunt Flo comes to visit it hurts. Like big time. Think contractions all over again. I'm not so sure if it's that bad, or if I'm just not use to period cramps because I never really had them, but these suckers I could live with out...

Weekend Recap

 This weekend flew by...

Friday night we went to baby weigh in since we haven't been in 3 weeks. I was curious as to what Toot McGoot would weigh and it's a whopping 15.9. I love our chunky butt!

I got the cutest little picture of my two boys. Precious, right?

 We are the epitome of cool hanging out on the couch on a Frida night. Be jealous.

We knew we had to get lots of sleep because early Saturday morning (read waking up at 4 AM) we were going to head to Missouri to get... my push present! I've patiently waited 3 months to get something and I am waaaay happy the hubs didn't get the jewelry on my "wish list!" He says, "I am a great mommy and deserve it." Insert awwwww here ___. But, in reality, it's because he was not a fan of changing a poopy diaper in my back seat. I am sad that we said goodbye to Claire, but we are very excited about my 2011 Ford Edge that has yet to be named. We are thinking Clarke. We shall see...

Meet Clarke...(or that's his name today)

He is so great and the perfect size for us...until we add to the family and we end up needing a gas guzzling suburban! Ha! But that won't be for about 10 years or so we hope!

Goodbye Claire...I hope you find a good home.

Toddlers and Tiaras

Toddlers and Tiaras...you've seen it right? If not, I'm sure you've at least seen a glimpse of it. It's riduculous. It's absurd. It's pathetic. Yet, for some strange reason Ryan and I can't help but watch it.

My first mistake was catching a few episodes on my maternity leave and that led me to set it to be DVRed each week. I am pretty much ashamed that I even waste my time watching it...

I guess I don't get it. Is it because I don't have a little darlin' princess that I feel compelled to dress to the nines each and every day? Maybe so. I am so happy that I have a little boy. I don't have to "accessorize" or even match if we don't feel like it. I love it this way. We decided as parents long before we knew that Wyatt was a little boy that we would not be those who put massive bows on their head every day to match each outfit. Yes, on occasion, she would wear bows but it wouldn't be a necessity. We aren't big on the "frills"...babies are cute...and should be without bows the size of Texas. However, I will note that while I just stated one of the things we would "never" do, we have come to realize that those things usually gets thrown out the window once your child actually arrives. Just watch, I will be eating my words when/if Wyatt ever has a little sister. She will probably be sporting bows that are out of this world ridiculous and I will love every minute of it. Okay, probably not...but I honestly should never say never.

Back to pageants and these toddlers...Actually, toddlers is the wrong word for these vicious, self-absorbed, hideous, beings. They scare me. They scare my husband. They will scare me if Wyatt ever decided to date one of these girls.

These are 5 year old kids that judge each other based on their looks. Seriously? What are you setting your child up for? When they don't win the Ultimate Grand Supreme they thrown temper tantrums and then go on to say the reasons as to "why" they should have won. So and so did really good.........but.......I'm just prettier. Dear little girl...let me tell you that looks fade and any good guy (you know that kind you want to marry) is going to see past your superficial ways. I would be ashamed as a mother  to have my child thinking in such as way.

Now, before you get the idea that I am totally anti-pageants, I'm not. IF  at any moment my child (read: Wyatt's potential sister--not Wyatt) clearly asked me to enter them in pageants we would do it. We would not hesitate in the least to do it. We would probably waste hundreds of dollars to do it if that's what she wanted to do. Key word here? She would have to ask. We would not tell her she was doing a pageant. We would not force her to do a pageant. She would not throw tantrums because she didn't win, because if she did pageants would cease to exist in her world.

I understand doing things for your child...but do not in any way shape or form live vicariously through your child. If you want to be in pageants, find one and enter it yourself. They have those people...pageants for adults... but do not turn your precious little girl into a nightmare of a child that no one wants to be around.

I love to watch the show because it reminds me of things not to do with my kids. Force them, neglect them (because you can't deny that if the pageant kid has siblings that someone isn't getting neglected), encourage them in all the wrong ways, or even allow them to have a pacifier at age 5 (If you can talk about how your "nini" is a hard working woman it's time to let it go.) Also, if you are 20 years old and competing against kids who are 5-7 years of age it isn't an accomplishment that you won. No my dear, it's borderline a failure. If you have to beat out kids for a crown to make you feel better you a definitely lacking things in your life.

I admire the positive things in pageants though...once you are old enough and you are an advocate for something...like say, world peace. Okay, seriously, things like animal cruelty, helping with the deaf and blind, things that matter. Then? Then it is okay. It is also okay when you actually have a talent (and it isn't just shaking your behind completely inappropriately at age 6 while your dad has his head hung in shame.) It's also when you are using your title in a positive way. No one seriously cares if you are Little Miss Pumpkin Patch Princess. I don't anyway and 10 years from now no one is either. But, if you are Miss (State), Miss America, something like that, where being beautiful is simply an added bonus then more power to you. That is something to be proud of. Pageants can be positive, I truly believe that. But what this show highlights is self-absorbed children, with vicious mothers, inappropriate outfits, dance moves, and tantrums. I am addicted.

P.S. If my future darling little girl enters a pageant there is no need to remind me of this post and how "anti-pageant" I sound. I already know... I will not be eating my words in any shape or form, because for us as a family we would not accept the judging, the bashing, the crying fits. Also, I would try to avoid the glitz pageants if at all possible and would try to hold on to my precious little girl who is waaaayyyy prettier without all that junk on her face. Natural is the only way to go for babies...

Meeting Tinley.

Now that things are official and I got the "go ahead" from Lakin, I'd like to share little Miss Tinley. She is precious.

All of us girls loved getting to hold her...

 Somehow I missed getting a picture of Lakin and Tinley!! Who does that?! Oh...that's right...we were all there being baby hogs!

 Here is all of us girls... I can't wait to add more babies to the mix!

My little boy practicing the "yawn and stretch" to get his arms around the girls. Ha! We're are going to have to have a serious talk.

3 months/13 weeks

You are 3 months old and 13 weeks!!

At 3 months you:

-Eat 8 oz every 3-4 hours (you never skip a meal and your cheeks prove it)

-Wear size 2 diapers

-Wear 3 month, 3-6, and last night we had you wearing a 6-9 month t-shirt
-I would say you weigh about 15-16 pounds easily
-Sleep 8-10 hours at night
-Love your bouncey seat
-Despise tummy time and so we are gradually working on it
-Survived your first girl's day trip

-Could care less if you had a paci

-Adore looking at yourself in the mirror. It is the funniest thing to you.

-Still hold the spot for being the apple of our eye

Weekend Re-Cap

I hate that it's already time for another work week. Gag...

I survived my first week back to work. I actually did really well. It is so reassuring knowing that I have a happy, smiling baby at home. Of course, like any other mother, I want all those smiles to be for me. The first day was pitiful, but each day it got progressively easier for me and by Friday it was like I had been doing it for weeks. We time it perfectly so I know when each feeding starts and I can plan to either be home to give him a bottle or a little while after to play with him. It works out great. I am also lucky that I have two wonderful mothers who are willing to stay and watch him. It took lots of convincing you know... We are still planning to cut my working to part time in the very near future, but for right now I am actually okay being a working mom.

This weekend Ryan headed out of town for a bachelor party...fishing and golfing was on the agenda so I knew Bunney was going to have a great time. Aside from the heat how could he not hanging out with his best friends? I adore all these guys and think they are wonderful friends to Ryan. I look forward to seeing them all and their wifeys for a wedding in a couple weeks!

I was secretely thrilled (probably the one and only time) that Ryan was going to be gone because it meant I had Wyatt all to myself! Terrible, huh? After working all week I was definitely craving a full day weekend with my little man.

Saturday we had plans with my best friends to head to up to see our friend Lakin and sweet Tinley again. This time she was awake and we all got some lovin's on her! She is precious and I forget just how tiny newborns are!! Lakin is doing great and is going to make a great mother. I love that all my best friends have babies or are going to!! All, except for my Al. She won't be having any for about 10 more years she claims, but when she does her little one will have lots of kids willing to show them the ropes!

After our visit we did some eating at Olive Garden and a little shopping at Target. I forget how fun it is to get out with girls and do a little retail therapy. We didn't get home until close to 10 and we had so much fun. Ryan and I are so blessed to have great friends in our lives.

Today, Wyatt and I spent the day at Mimi and Pawpaw's until daddy got dropped off there. I floated around the pool while Mimi  entertained Toot McGoot and then we cooked dinner. I was so happy to see Ryan and I know he was equally happy to see Wyatt and myself. We are now getting ready for the work week, but not before lovin' on our sweet baby boy...who is nearly a 3 month old! AH!!!

Pictures from this weekend to come later this week!!

12 weeks and back to work

12 weeks old!

My big baby boy is 12 weeks old today...Not only that, Mommy had to return to work today. It was without a doubt one of the hardest days of my life. I woke up at 6 to get ready for work and Wyatt decided that he was ready to eat as well. I fed him and dad finished up while I got ready for work. He went back to sleep at 7:30 after many minutes of me just carrying him around kissing on him. Once Ryan's mom arrived I put him in the crib, grabbed my pictures and headed to work. I didn't look back...

Ryan caught me in the car, gave me tissue, and kissed me goodbye. I cried all the way to work as well as at work. I was completely anti-social at work until about 11:30 when I decided I would start talking. I love the women I work with because they simply said, "Sarah we are glad to have you back and that's all I'm going to say for now." Thank goodness...the moment someone asked, "How are you?" I lost it. Sad right?

Ryan must have really felt sorry for me after the numerous "I can't do this." texts because he ended up bringing me a new vehichle that we've been contemplating getting. Bribary I like to say. I do love the vehicle, but I may love not having car payments more. We are just going to see...We do need a bigger vehicle, but I'm not sure just how much. I guess we can just pray about it and if it's right for us then so be it. If not, we will just enjoy the good ole Cadillac a little longer.

We have plans for our family and I just hope and pray that they all work out the way I hope that they do...

Until then, the days will gradually become better and by better I mean easier. That's my hope at least.

Also, Porch lights on for Caylee Marie Anthony is tonight at 9:00, in your time zone. You can find the group on facebook here...our light is definitely going on at 9. :(

Fourth of July

We had such a busy, busy weekend...

Saturday we got around and headed to see Poppa Steve since he just had surgery. After that we headed to Alma to meet Miss Tinley Smith. We were so excited to see and meet her, but she had other plans. Isn't that usually the way things go? Mom and Dad have plans for the family and the little ones are secretly thinking "yah right." She apparently was in the middle of one of her best naps to date so we kept visiting and visiting waiting for little Miss to wake up...she never did...until we were pulling out of the driveway! Oh well...I got to stare at the little buddle of cuteness while she slept. I can't wait until the next time I meet her. I hope she is awake!

From there we took Wyatt on his first mall trip in Ft. Smith. We picked up a few goodies for myself and then headed to a cookout at the soon to be Mr. and Mrs. Pledger. We cannot wait until their wedding in a few weeks! It is going to be so much fun. I wanted to get pictures of everyone, but once again I have a baby to tend to and picture taking gets pushed to the side. Bummer.

We didn't make it home until around 12:30 and we.were.pooped. We quickly fed Wyatt and crawled into bed about 1:30.

After church on Sunday we went swimming at Mimi and Pawpaw's...came back to our house and joined in on the cookout and fireworks that our neighbors were putting on. Wyatt did great during the big fireworks surprisingly.

Today, we went to a cookout at mom and dad's...it was a lot of fun and the food was great. I know this post is short and sweet but it's mostly for my reminder and also the fact that I'm going back to work tomorrow so I am trying to get this typed before toot wakes up for his last bottle. So, I leave with pictures since that's the only way a post is good.

Getting ready for duck season!!



Before church on Sunday

Remembering how to tie a tie.

Success...we sometimes get bored when the baby naps. What of it.

What I made today for the cookout. Yummmmy.

Spoiled puppy.

My boys.

And it's pretty much a given that we wore patriotic outfits allll weekend. Love.

Also, say a little prayer that I survive tomorrow and the rest of my life (ha!) with minimal breakdowns.

July 1?

How can it possibly be July 1st?

I cannot believe that my 12 week maternity leave has come to an end and I will be going back to work on Tuesday. I know that it's going to be hard, but knowing he will be at our home and with his grandmas makes it a little easier. The anticipation, I've been told, is much harder than actually being away from him... We will see about that.

We have a busy, busy weekend ahead of us. . .cookouts, shopping, family time, and crying is all in the plans. If at any moment I start weeping for what appears to be no reason, just smile and tell me, Wyatt loves you and is going to be fine. That's all I need to hear.

My parents are celebrating 28 years of marriage today. Twenty-eight. Amazing isn't it? I am a very proud daughter to have parents that are still married, still in love, and still annoying the crap out of each other.

Happy Anniversary--- here's wishing you many, many more years! Love you both!