6.28.2011

tantrums

Who ever called it terrible TWOS, was so wrong. The tantrums started at One.


You would laugh if you had any idea how many of these tantrum shots I have on my phone. Its time you learn to use your words...any of them. I promise I will do my best to understand!

Single motherhood

I tell your dad on a regular basis that I feel like a single mother. To keep up with your ever coming medical bills, to finally graduate and get that diploma, and to spoil us like crazy, your daddy puts in some serious over time, like OVER-over time. He loves us, and he works hard to make sure we know it.

Its tough without him.

Its even tougher when you notice that most of your conversations in a given day are with a baby, and that baby doesn't listen. Its like super tough when you noticed that you have said "focus" like a bajillion times to that baby. And its probably the toughest when you have grown addicted to that person that is gone so much.

This addiction is not limited to me. Oh no, no. I am not the only one going crazy at night waiting for goodnight kisses. We go crazy because we cant get enough of him! Even after a long lazy Saturday, it doesn't seem to be enough. We drop in at work just to get a fix. We call daddy more times than he can handle, i know this because he often ignores us. We even started waiting outside of his school just to play with him between classes.

We need him.

And I am fairly certain you want to be like him. Its just a guess, but take a look for yourself:







See the resemblance?

time to party

Something you will learn with time, is that there are no breaks between birthdays in this family! Great Grandpa Gil, Great Grandma Roberts, Rocky, and Daddy all take over June back to back to back. And if you think that's bad, you should see April and October!

So you seized the opportunity to party along side them!





You played with balloons until you dropped, you ate cake until you were sick, and you spent a good amount of time with no shirt on. You definitely know how to party.

6.08.2011

flirting


Sometimes i feel like you will be this way forever, spending the rest of eternity as an over-sized sack of flour that longs for me to hold him on my hip at the absolute most difficult times, that uses me for my hugs and kisses, that loves me most when I am about to leave. Can’t you imagine playing basketball and cars until we can’t take it any more, like actually forever?! Wouldn't that be awesome? but other times it is like I can see you growing away from me in fast-forward, and i am clamoring for the pause button.

It is all so clichéd isn't it? Is there nothing new in this world?

I’m just one of many, nothing special, experiencing what millions have experienced before me. But you are mine, and I am going to love you all the way, and relish in every single overused new mom stereotype. And watching you today made me smile. It also made me realize that you don’t always need my love and attention like you used to.

Having the teensy budget that we have, momma decided the perfect night out would be a small outdoor summer concert.

I packed all of the essentials; blankets, toy cars, and more snacks than any three humans should ever consume in one setting. I thought these things would make you happy, make you want to snuggle with me. I love when we snuggle.


I was wrong


Apparently blankets are not as enticing outside the comforts of our home. You preferred the freedom. You spent a good amount of time walking too close to electrical objects and a man putting on a concert that wanted nothing to do with you. When you got sick of us grabbing you to snuggle in our blankets, you ran off to sit on some girl’s lap. When you were done sitting on her lap, you walked over to a girl that had cookies. Once you took a cookie for yourself, you leaned back to back with some stranger to eat that cookie.

You didn’t need momma. You were flirting. And who needs their mom around when they are getting their flirt on?




So I sent dad.

He walked you up and down the aisle. Taught you his tricks of the trade I suppose. I say this, because he came back to me saying, “If I were single, I could have gotten any girl I wanted with him as my wing man, he is a ladies magnet!”


Terrifying!

6.01.2011

the week without...



















just a sneak peak into what you missed out on! (have you ever seen so many head shots?)

Okay, okay, this is long over due. Gage, momma and Daddy did the unthinkable! We
left you home for a week while we were living in paradise! Sad, I know.

Would you have loved it? Most definitely.

Are we glad we left you home? Unfortunately, yes.

Were we sad at times because we did? You better believe it!

Kids clubs, and pools, movies on a big screen and all the free frozen yogurt you could imagine! Daddy and I caught ourselves saying “Gage would love this,” more than you even know! But what got me most were the other one year olds splashing around in the pool. As embarrassing as this is to admit, I did wind up in the bathroom of my cabin crying, looking at pictures of you from your birthday. Pathetic, right? I missed my baby!

As if leaving you screaming in Grandma’s arms wasn’t hard enough, then we get a text from Grandma a few hours later saying you were a perfect angel, happy as can be, like you had forgotten us already! My worst fear was coming true only hours into this trip! Ask your aunties, I was freaking out that you would forget about me!

Fortunately, other than my mini break down in the bathroom, we consumed our time swimming, riding on slides, eating yummy food, riding around on scooters, swimming with sting rays, snorkeling, and getting our tan on!

Things were perfect until the morning we were to come home. We were checking in at a kiosk, and the error reading “See an agent” came up. We knew this couldn’t be good. And it wasn’t.

“Flights were canceled due to weather.”

It was like an unknown super power started kicking in. I was in complete and utter Mommy Mode, and I was determined to get home and get home today! I had a baby expecting me that I was refusing to let down! (ok, you would have been fine, and you definitely would not have even realized I was gone, but I would like to think I could save you!)

With several phone calls to supervisors, and a few tears, they managed to get me on a flight back to you that day. But not daddy. Normally flying alone would be no big thing. But this time was different. So, you can imagine that touching down in Salt Lake on Saturday night, only 5 hours later than planned, was absolutely relieving! And to make matters even better, I saw my not-so-baby little man out at the curb. I ran up to that car like I hadn’t seen you in years. The moment I swung that car door open, even as startled as you were, you smiled, reached both hand towards my face and gave me a good smack on the cheek. I whipped you out of that car seat so quick you would have thought I broke it. I held you tight so tight in fact, you pushed me away slightly so you could see the car drive by. Immediately your head whipped around to see a bus full people drive off. Then your attention was on an airplane that was coming in.

Yup, you were exactly the way I remembered. Attention deficit, hyper active, and most of the time you only need me to kiss your owies better, and hold your sippy cup while you run off and fall. I loved it. You were perfect.

You even had a pretty gnarly road rash on your face...it was a sure sign of a good time, hiking with Nana!
Things were not as awesome for daddy when he arrived the next day. You were deprived of a nap, not allowed to play on the curb because it was raining, and pretty upset with me when he arrived. You still knew who he was, but you were too upset to smile for him like you did for me.

And I don’t want this to go forgotten. This last week has been the best. For the first time in your life, you preferred me over your daddy. Coming home early was well worth it! Yes, this will only last for a short time. But I have been soaking in every second snuggling when you let me!

We promise to not leave you behind again....anytime soon, pinky promises!