Sunday, January 27, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
Our weather forecast today guaranteed a “wintry mix.”
Well, that wintry mix is 100% freezing rain.
Thankfully, I get to leave work at noon and was quickly on my way to get Landon and get home. I am the biggest weenie in the world when it comes to driving in any kind of weather other than sunny and 80 degrees, so when I saw the sheet of ice that was our driveway, I knew there wasn’t anyway I was attempting it. No, I parked my car, or Lulu as I lovingly refer to her, at the bottom of our hill of a front yard. I grabbed the diaper bag, my bag, and the baby and we made the hike up our front yard to the safety of of our house. Note to self : Dansko nursing shoes don’t make good snow shoes.
Its been disgusting outside today. Its freezing cold, freezing rain, and well…just frozen.
I’m no wintry-mix guru. After all I do live in the great state of North Carolina, and we get excited and run out to buy bread and milk at the slightest sign of flurries. But, I do know how to hunker down, snuggle up, and stay inside where its nice and cozy.
First off, you need coffee. Not only to keep you warm and cozy, but to keep you sane because after all, you’re inside with your toddler. When will they learn that cold dreary days are perfect napping days??
Second. You need something warm cooking on the stove.
I always crave home cooking when the weather is nasty, namely, chicken and dumplings. Here’s a great go-to crock pot chicken and dumplings recipe using canned biscuits for dumplings, it doesn’t get much easier than that.
Add a cozy blanket, warm smelling candle or fireplace, and the cutest kid on the block and you have yourself one pretty decent
snow ice day.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
for cozy socks, blankets, and coffee to keep me warm when temps are below 30 degrees
that I feel like the people I work with are family, after only three months at the clinic
for baby polo shirts from a consignment shop for five dollars
baby toddler who makes the “itsy bitsy spider” motion when I sing
for swings, and that no matter how old you are they have the magical power to make you feel 5 again
that having a child forces you to find your inner kid and keep life playful
Happy Thursday Ya’ll :)
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately about the future of our family, about adding little bodies to the clan. Am I having baby fever and ready to get pregnant right this second? Definitely not, but I like picturing what our household will look like with other children running around besides Landon. I get excited thinking about him being a big brother and being protective over his other siblings. I get excited about our backseat being full of chatter and chaos. I get excited about family trips, and watching them form bonds the way my sister and I did, and John and his sister did. It all just makes me so excited about the future.
But here’s the thing I’ve really been thinking about. Do I want more boys, or girls? I know its a silly questions because I really have no say in what the gender of my children is, but I still think about it. Could I raise a daughter? Not that I have this boy thing down pat, but the thought of raising a little girl terrifies me. I am not girly, I am not into bows, and I have no idea how to braid. I really don’t enjoy pink and ruffles and tutus (barf), and growing up I was a total tomboy. The thought of a little girl? I really am not sure I’m cut out for it. I have never had this burning desire to have a daughter, and that’s really just the truth. Maybe because of fear, maybe just because…that’s just how I feel.
Being a boy-mom on the other hand? Yes. Sign me up. I’m there. I have always, since before I can remember, known that I wanted to be a mom to a bunch of little boys. I wanted to have my car full of baseball bats, football cleats, and fishing gear. I have always felt it in my core, that I was supposed to be a boy-mom.
So when we found out Landon was indeed a “he,” I felt a sense of relief. I feel so full of joy watching my son…I cannot think of anything better. I cannot think of a bigger honor than raising a son into a man who is honest, and kind, and a good husband and father, who works hard, loves his family, and loves the Lord.
If I had a daughter, I would be over the moon and I would love her and she would have an incredibly special piece of my heart. But if I never have a daughter, well, I’m okay with that too.
Do any of you boy-moms feel the same way? Or am I just looney.
Probably the latter. :)
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Our weatherman was calling for this area to get 3-5 inches of snow Thursday night and Friday morning and well…they got it wrong. Either that or we live in an area that the snow fell like a donut and we were the hole. Everywhere around us got there 3-5 inches, but us? We can still see the grass through that pretty white snow. It was pretty much melted by 9am Friday morning and we went about our day like usual. Sadly, nurses don’t get snow days, but luckily the roads weren’t bad and I made it safely into the clinic.
The great thing about Fridays and my new job? Half days. Yep, Fridays consist of me going into work for about four hours, and then heading home to hang out with my favorite toddler. Yesterday Landon surprised me with a 3 hour nap, so you better believe I was napping/Pinterest-ing/doing nothing productive right a long with him.
In my pre-mommy life I would have stayed snuggled inside safe and warm when the temperatures were in the 40s outside, but now that we have a very energetic little boy running around, that doesn’t quite happen. So we headed outside. This monkey LOVES his cars and trucks and anything with wheels…so we did some “cruising.” He cracks me up how he knows to “steer” the steering wheel and beep the horn as we roll down the road.
Suddenly he seems so grown to me.