Truth is...

Life has been a little crazy lately, I can feel my head spinning round and round, just trying to get a handle on everything that I currently have on my plate.  Truth is, I love to be busy, I feed off of it…  But, I will say at this moment, I have a little more on my plate than I might be able to chew at one time.  I have had to rearrange my schedule almost every day, to make sure everything is getting taken care of, but truth is, not everything is getting taken care of.  Truth is, I’m not taking care of myself at all! 

I didn’t realize how bad I had let myself go, until yesterday when my son informed me that “mama has a big belly, and has baby”!  Awesome, what do you say to that!?!  Uh yeah, NO mama isn’t with baby, and thanks for the wonderful compliment!  Really, I know I’m not High School skinny, but really, I don’t think I look pregnant! 

Truth is, I keep forgetting my sweet baby boy isn’t a baby anymore.  This morning, he reminded me as I was getting breakfast ready, “not to call him baby boy, because he was a big boy”!  First, yes you are right, but you will always be my baby boy, and I’m your mother, so I can say what I want!  Second, way to go with that sentence you just put together like it was nothing! 

Truth is, each day you are getting better and better with your words and putting sentences together.  I will catch you playing with your trains, and sometimes I will sit outside your room door and listen to you talk with your trains, and call out their names.  And you truly know every Thomas the Tank Engine train ever made, and are trying your best, to get every train.  I can’t believe it; I thought we already had them all.  But thanks to YouTube and the iPad, we have clearly been proven wrong.  And you have no problem asking for us to buy you more trains.  Every day when I get home from work, you start in with what train you want mama to buy next.  Its okay sweet boy, I’m happy to see you too!  Thanks for the hug and kiss, along with the $100 list of trains you want!   Sure thing sweet baby boy, I will just walk right outside our back door, and go shake the fund tree!  Oh wait, it doesn’t work that way! 

Truth is, little man, I’m so crazy about you!  I’m so proud of you, and everything that you have accomplished over the last year!  And it melts my heart, to hear you say “mama I miss you” and “mama I miss you more”!  Sweet boy, mama misses every minute we aren’t together! 

Happy Saturday, looking forward to a couple of days off with the family!

xoxo, 

Shanna

20 months...

My sweet Ash is now 20 months old!  I can’t believe in just four short months, my sweet baby girl will be TWO years old!  

Sweet girl, you have become a little helper, or so that is what your teachers and daddy tells me!  I’m still waiting on you to help me, pickup your toys, clothes, shoes and whatever else you decide to drag out to bring to the party.  But I do enjoy listening to the stories, and thinking how cute you must look helping clean house, or helping the teachers’ pickup all the nap sacks after nap time.

My sweet Ash, loves her little babies.  It is so sweet to watch you hug and kiss your babies!  I’m kinda excited that you are finally getting interested in girly things.  I was almost getting worried, that you might not, since you were so caught up in messing with bubba’s trains, cars, and blocks. 

You are getting so much better with your words, but you aren’t really chatty.  We usually have to ask you, what it is that you want, before you will say anything.  Not all the time, but most of the time, we do.  I know that will change, look at your brother, we can’t get him to stop talking.  So I will enjoy this moment of silence, it’s like the calm before the storm.

Last but definitely not least, you LOVE to be naked!  We have a really hard time keeping your clothes on you.  I will never forget, walking in on you the other day, you had seriously taken all your clothes off, along with your diaper, to take a nap.  You looked so sweet and innocent lying there, so peaceful.  

Happy 20 months sweet Ash!  We love you, my little angel!
  

xoxo, Shanna