Thursday, May 26, 2016

My 1st Mother's Day


My 1st Mother's Day where I actually got to hold my sweet baby in my arms was everything I could have ever hoped it'd be. I got to sleep in and then be woken up by the sweetest little girl. We snuggled in bed for a little bit then we got up and got ready for church.

After church we came home to cook lunch for my Mama. We had a delicious steak dinner and enjoyed playing in the yard with the babies. 

It was surreal being a Mama on Mother's Day. It's a day I've always wanted to celebrate for myself and I finally got to. Thank you, Charlotte, for making me your Mama!




 
{Mama & her babies}

 
  
 {Mama & Everyone}



 

I didn't think Ethan could top my Mother's Day gift from last year, which was a gold bar necklace with "Charlotte" engraved beautifully in cursive. But he managed to outdo himself. This is a sound wave of Charlotte's 1st cry after 8 days of being intubated. I ugly cried when I opened the box and saw this. Her first cry is a special memory to us and I love being able to see this reminder!
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Thursday, May 5, 2016

Charlotte Reese is 9 Months Old!

 
 
Oh Charlotte. 9 months already. Where is the time going? This past month has been a great one for you! Not only with all the new things you've learned, but also a slew of good doctor appointments!


This month you were cleared from your neurology appointments! You've successfully weaned off your seizure medications and you're doing so good! You also had a follow-up hearing appointment and you passed with flying colors! I'm so proud of you, Baby Girl! You've overcome just so much.


New things you do this month include dancing and swaying to music, pointing at and touching everything! Your "touching" is so cute. You're very hesitant to touch new things. You'll reach your little hands out and almost touch it, but then pull back. You'll look at me for approval and then try again. It's hilarious how cautious you are.


You're becoming quite the Momma's girl. Which obviously I eat up. But sometimes it's hard because I just want to be able to vacuum the floor without you freaking out that I'm leaving the room. You have your days where you're extra clingy and I know those days will one day come to an end, so I try to give you and me grace. Dirty floors can wait.


You had another bad cold this month. You poor thing. You still hate the Nose Frida sucker. And you hate us wiping your nose. I think we've created trust issues forever when it comes to that. You also hate bright lights, especially when I turn your light on in the morning to change your diaper. You lay there like a little Princess with your eyes squeezed shut! Oh, you crack me up.


You're obsessed with noses. Hence, the picture above this. You don't pick you nose.. yet. But you do like to point out noses. I love to ask you, "where's Momma's nose." and you immediately point it out. You're so smart. You also like to sniff things. You curl up your nose, lean forward, and "smell."


This month's pictures were hard to take. You wanted to go, go, go. As you always do! You can walk really well behind your walker toy. And you get the biggest smile when you do. You can pull up on anything and you're starting to get brave and let go. Your balance is getting better and you can stand for 1-2 seconds before falling on your bottom! You're also a climber. You love to climb over Daddy if he's laying on the ground playing with you and you love to climb on the couch {with lots of supervision}. You also have the cutest, wonkiest crawl. One leg is normal, the other you'd swear is broken because you just drag it behind you. You're slow and steady still.

  

You had your 1st Easter and 1st Beach Day with Nana and Walkie! You loved your Easter basket and pulled all the toys out of it like you were a pro. The beach.. you didn't care too much for the sand, but I'm sure with time you'll learn to love it! You also had your 1st Girl's Beach Weekend at Grandma's beach house. You and Grandma played all day while Momma got to enjoy the beach! :)


This month will also be your last in Size 2 diapers. We're going to try to finish out the box we have, but your little self is getting chunky! You're finally about 17 pounds and wearing anywhere from 6-12 month clothes. You don't look so tiny against your big cousin Walker anymore!


Happy 9 Months, Sweet Girl! I can't wait to see what new things you learn and do this upcoming month! I love you more than you'll ever know!

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Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Thoughts on Turning 27..



My picture has nothing to do with my post. But it's my new favorite picture of me and Char.

One because her goofy grin is just the best. And two because it's the first time I've felt like I look like "me" in a picture. Pregnancy weight is a pain in the bum to lose.

But back to my real subject. Today is my last day being 26 years old.

Tomorrow. I'm 27.
Twenty. Seven.
Insert shocked emoji face here.

So here's some thoughts on my turning 27.

I don't wanna. Do I have to?
Can I stay 26 forever.
Most people lie about turning 30. I'm going to lie and just stay 26.
26 was the best.
It literally was the best year of my life.
Hardest, most challenging year of my life, but the best hands down. Easy.

At 26,
Ethan and I celebrated 5 years of marriage.
 
We closed on our very 1st house! 

We anxiously awaited ground breaking and building!

I finished out a healthy pregnancy.

Gave birth to the most beautiful girl in the world.

Watched God touch, heal, and perform the most amazing miracles on her.

Brought home our beautiful miracle baby!

Got to watch our forever home being built.

Got to witness more miracles and healing from God on Charlotte with each appointment and test. 

Moved into our forever home.

And every day since I've gotten to come home from my job that I love, kiss my husband hello, 
and snuggle my baby till bedtime.

26 has been a dream. And I don't want it to end.
And I don't think anyone can blame me.
There was so much good. So much love. So much happy.

But 27 will be great too.
Minus feeling old. Like this is the 1st time my birthday has made me feel old.
But 27 will bring an epic cruise with friends.
My baby's 1st birthday. Cue the tears.
More fun days watching Charlotte grow and learn.
And more days making our house into a home.
It'll be ok. 27 won't be that bad. I guess.

26, you were good to me.
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