Monday, April 21, 2008

Precious...

I found him sharing his nee-nee with his sister this morning..





and not 2 seconds later he was looking for her..Where's Ella?

Totally 80's...

Does it get any funnier than this?

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Party Time

What better time to put another dress on her than for her 1st party...


Thursday, April 17, 2008

It's so him...


Grandma sure knows Jake!

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Perfectly Complete

Austin is my first born. He is so much like me that sometimes it scares me. He's a worrier and a perfectionist. He is sweet, sincere and incredibly smart. He has a giving and kind heart. He's talented at sports(o.k. that one I definately am NOT!). I could go on and on about Austin but one word sums up everything about him - PERFECT. My life didn't even begin until I had him. I had so much fear of the unknown when I was pregnant with him but Austin's birth gave me PURPOSE. He made me a mother. He taught me what it really meant to love. I have a bond with Austin that few if anyone understands. We can communicate without words. I can tell how he is feeling by the look in his eyes. My relationship with Austin is one that I will treasure forever. I honestly thought that he would be my only child and oh how very wrong I was...

Jake is the one that I carried for 8 months and came out looking EXACTLY like his dad. How unfair is that? And 19 months later if he could grow a mustache and put on fire gear you may just mistake him FOR his dad. He is all boy. Cars, dirt, food, fire trucks, and animals is his thing. He is such a love. He has a precious round face with a melt your heart smile. His chubby fingers and thick body feel like heaven when he's cuddled up next to me. He is sweet and stubborn and likes things his way. For nine years he was the baby I longed for. My pregnancy with Jake brought about a maturity within me that I lacked with Austin. Having Jake made me feel confident and secure. He was my second miracle and is nothing but PERFECT.

I am not sure how to describe how I have been feeling since my 3rd sweet little miracle arrived. There is something about her being here that makes me feel so complete. So indescribably at peace. Oh how I long for some good sleep but even when I am tired I find myself unable to close my eyes. I hold her, sing to her, and stare endlessly at her face. She is beautiful, she has the sweetest smell, the softest skin, long graceful fingers, and peach fuzz hair. She is calm, content, and has a sweet disposition. I simply could not ask for anything more. She is PERFECT and she is finally mine.

Many times I have wondered why I have allowed myself to carry my heart on my sleeve. To be so vulnerable to the "unknown". My life would have been so much simpler had I chosen not to become a mother. My fears would be my own. My days would be quiet and calm. I would be showered and ready BEFORE noon. I could enjoy a warm..wait..HOT dinner. I could sleep in on Saturdays. I could watch a movie, read a magazine, take a bath. I could actually have a conversation with my husband, that does not include the words- stop it, eat your dinner, or come here and let me wipe your nose.

But then I soon realize how much of being a mother is really who I was meant to be. Each one of my children have given me an incredible gift. They have made me who I am. I am in awe of their utter innocence. Their smiles, laughter, and tears pull at my heart strings like nothing ever has. They have taught me patience, understanding, and unconditional love. My heart hurts when they hurt. I smile when they smile. I relish in their accomplishments and learn from their failures. I am blessed. I have been given the ultimate gifts. I wouldn't trade a sloppy kiss, cheetoh fingers, smelly socks, boogers or spit-up for anything. I have worked soo very hard to bring them all into this world. My only hope is that they will eventually know how grateful I am to have been given the most PERFECT MIRACLES I could have ever asked for. They are my greatest joy and my biggest accomplishments. It just doesn't get any more completely perfect than this...