time goes on...

Even though I am NOT-

*nine months pregnant
*finishing my last semester of school
*putting a house on the market
*trying to keep a clean “show-able” house
*working full time

I am-
*Playing mommy to two ADORABLE kids and loving every second of it

Looking back to last year, I didn't know how I was going to make it through the next day being a single mother (during the week) to one, busy, 1 ½ year old, keep a clean home, finish school, all while carring a wiggly baby. But I made it through it and have a SOLD house, a COLLEGE degree and a BABY boy.

On that note of things that have changed because of the moving time. I took my daughter who is 2 ½ to a movie this afternoon. She sat through the whole thing. I was so proud of her, not to mention how nice it was to spend mommy and daughter time.

Oh time, how I love the changing of the seasons, but sometimes, I wish you could just stop, so I could “take it all in”!

Can I hear an AMEN!

Who would have believed three months ago that last night my sweet little boy slept from 9pm to almost 8am this morning. The calls from above heard how stressed and tired I had become and finally he slept through the night without waking once. Usually I have to go in his room, find his nuk (which in itself is a challenge because I always forget to grad by glasses off my bedside table), put it back into his mouth and turn on his light show. I refuse to give him a bottle when he wakes at 3am. I feel that he is big enough to manage without a bottle every five hours. And on that note, we went from a bottle every three hours, to three bottles a day. One in the morning when he wakes up, one before nap time and one before bed time. I thank the above because we do not get assistance like we did with our daughter. So formula is out of pocket. I just picked up three cans last week, because I had a coupon of course, and it was $64. It has been quite the journey with this little man, and today he is eight months old. I just can not believe how fast time can go by. I remember when I was eight months pregnant with him and it seemed forever before I was going to see him, and before I know it he is going to be eight-teen and heading of to college. Time goes by so quickly.

Schmom with her little schus

Oh how I love pictures, but as the mom, I am the one taking all of them. SO to me, a few with the kids is a joy!

Long time no type

It has been the longest time that I have managed to find some time to sit in front of my computer to type away about all the parenting issues I have found myself facing lately. Like for instance, just today while out in public, my two and a half year old daughter decided to was a good idea to start yelling. Not cause she was in pain or trouble just because she thought it was funny and might be a good idea. When I attempted (remember that this is my first child, so this is new to me) to discipline her, she hit me. Not once but twice. I was completely mortified because as a mother, I could feel all the other mother's eyes on me. Well that is all I have for now, because in the time it took me to write this, she got into my purse and took out the bottle of lotion I had it there and unscrewed the cap... Now I have a well lotioned leg.

Who's that cute baby!

How sweet it is to be in love by you!

It is hard to image that this little sweet face has been giving us so much trouble at night.

*Update 2* from sleep baby, please sleep

Advice-

Use the Ferber method. Which means, “let him cry himself back to sleep.”

Outcome-

Well, to say the least, we have half attempted this method. As most of you know, we are currently living at my parents house because our house sold (can I hear an AMEN!) and we don't close on our new most perfect house until the first of the month. Therefore, it is very difficult to “let him cry” when everyone in the house hold can hear him, including my 2 year old daughter. So in all our efforts to try to get a good nights rest I believe that our little man is testing us. I once again believe when we get in the new house everything will get back to normal. Well at least I can hope and pray that it will. I do have to add that he is only getting up twice maybe three times a night and all we have to do is put the nuk back into his mouth. All in all, that is fine with me, this way I can check on him and make sure everything is ok.

A fishy encounter

Her first time touching a fish, made her daddy proud!