Last weekend we ventured over to a local farm to pick a couple gallons of strawberries. This was our third year going to High Rock Nursery, and I love it more and more each year. Its owned by a family nearby, and not only do they have strawberries, but blueberries, fresh veggies, and gorgeous flowers. I’m pretty sure in my next life, I want to own a place like theirs. I would love getting to garden each day. Last year, Landon was only interested in eating the strawberries, but this year was much different. Mister Independent was all about carrying his OWN bucket and picking his OWN strawberries. He was all business! I love making these traditions and memories with Landon, and hope its something from his childhood that he will remember and love doing.
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Motherhood is sweet sleepy newborns, and yawns, and tiny wrinkled feet.
Motherhood is sleepless nights, and early morning nursing sessions, and pumping despite how badly you dread it.
Motherhood is a lot of laundry, and a lot of toys, and a lot of sippy cups.
Motherhood is watching your baby roll over for the first time, crawl for the first time, and then take those first steps and feeling so proud your heart could burst.
Motherhood is watching him walk confidently into his first day of preschool and soar in his class.
Motherhood is drying sweet tears, calming fears, and kissing skinned knees.
Motherhood is curling up in a toddler bed that is two sizes too small for you to fit in, but doing it anyways because your son insists that he “s-uggle mommy” at bedtime.
Motherhood is saying no less than fifteen times every morning “Landon, eat your waffles, we need to leave!” To get out the door in time for preschool and work.
Motherhood is literally catching your child’s vomit in your own to hands.
Motherhood is living off a lot less sleep and a lot more coffee than you thought you were capable of.
Motherhood is knowing that there is beauty in the imperfect, in the messes, in the mass amounts of matchbox cars that accumulate on the living room floor, and in the never ending laundry.
Motherhood is knowing that repeating yourself forty billion times a day and “stop doing that” fifty billion times a day take more patience than you ever knew you had.
Motherhood is knowing that that patience comes from something Greater, and relying on Him each day.
Motherhood is grace. A whole lot of it. And knowing that we all need it from time to time, and have a Father that gives it so freely when we need it so desperately.
Motherhood is truly having your heart live on the outside of your body.
Motherhood is getting to be a part of something far greater than you ever could have imagined for yourself.
Motherhood is knowing that you were chosen to love this child, raise this child, and eventually let this child go to be a part of this world and trust that God has him in the palm of His hand.
Motherhood the greatest adventure, the greatest challenge, and the greatest joy all wrapped into one little human.
Friday, May 9, 2014
Happy Friday! Can I just say how incredibly happy I am to see this day finally arrive? This week has kicked my rear like no other, so I am especially excited to see the weekend finally here.
1. Last weekend we took a little road trip to our home away from home, Greenville, NC. We spend a lot of time there in the fall with football games, but each spring we try to go catch a baseball game on campus. We had a great weekend hanging out with my sister and brother in law, enjoying beautiful weather, and of course, cheering on the Pirates.
2. This week I got to participate in my first Muffins with Mommy at Landon’s preschool. I took him to school that morning, enjoyed a few minutes of juice and muffins, and was showered with some of the sweetest gifts that he had been working on that week. I am beyond thankful that I work in a job is flexible and allows me to be there for things like this. I will treasure these memories, and gifts forever.
3. Temperatures finally warmed up for good this week, which means it was time to bring out the water table! Landon loves water and is already asking when he can go swimming, so hopefully the water table will keep him happy until the pool opens at the end of the month.
4. On the topic of Landon, I’m pretty sure we’ve entered that beautiful “terrible two” territory that everyone talks about. Holy Cannoli. That’s all I have to say. Oh, and don’t be surprised if you see him standing on the corner with a sign that reads “free to good home.” Kidding, of course.
5. This week is not only teacher appreciation week, but nurse’s week! I appreciate our teachers more than anything, but I feel like nurses are definitely a profession that doesn’t get enough credit for the work that we do. I wear the hat of a pharmacist, social worker, dietician, counselor, health insurance person, sometimes of a doctor because we often make suggestions as to what needs to be done for a patient, patient advocate, etc. Its tough. But I love every minute of it. My patient’s have taught me so much and truly changed me as a person. I am so proud to be an oncology nurse.