wordless Wednesday

how we spent our anniversary.

oreos, cupcakes, ice cream - oh my!

I never considered myself to have much of a sweet tooth.
And then I got pregnant.
And wanted nothing but oreos.
It was not unusual for me to eat a whole section of the package without even feeling full. (and I wonder how I got so huge.....)

I figured it would go away once I was no longer with-child.

But.

It didn't!

I still want oreos. To an earily similar proportion. 
(seriously. one night I had my husband run to the gas station to get me some because nothing else would hit the spot. MOOOOO)

I will still pick fruit over chocolate.  Sometimes. Unless the choice is between oreos and fruit.

There is only one way to loose the weight, and that is to kick this sweets habit. What do you munch on to satisfy the need for something sweet, without actually eating your weight in oreos?

Tornado a’la Gianna

I am doing Project 365, and I was all prepared to use a boring picture from the hair salon today.

Until I got home.

 

And walked to our bedroom to pee change clothes.

 

And started to notice that the usual Gianna toy storm had turned into a tornado.

 

That showed no mercy on the clean (or dirty) clothes. Or toys. Or shoes.

And was so wide spread it included the entire hallway (picture does not show full detail of the damage). Her bedroom. Our bedroom. Kitchen.

 

Mike told me the house was a mess.

Gianna told me she had fun playing tornado.

Mike told me he hopes she doesn’t do it again tomorrow.

It's the little things

During my pregnancy, I worried SO MUCH about the big things: What kind of crib should we buy? what kind of carseat would be best? Breastfeed or formula feed? How could I rob babygap of all their cute clothes? HOW would I EVER be a MOM?!!

After a almost a year of this thing I call mommyhood, I realized that the big things are important, the small things are even more important and it's the little things that make each day possible.

• Her blue eyes and wonderment make everything that much more amazing
• I wouldn't have made it without coffee.  Especially Dunkin Donuts & Starbucks.
• Thank you to the helping hands and listening ears out there. You have helped me figure it all out. And listened to my crazy stories and ideas.
• A smile, a snuggle, a tug on my shirt - enough to make any bad day not so bad.
• The "womb bear" she sleeps with everynight from her grandpa. That sound sends me to slumber land too.
• Swaddleme blankets, pacifiers, fisherprice rainforest music toy for allowing everyone in our house to sleep.
• Dr. Seuss books and the lessons you teach.
• Divided plates for helping mealtime go just a tiny bit smoother.
• Prevacid for helping take the pain away.  Oxyclean for taking out the spitup stains. Carter's for making clothes that hold up through 3582 washings. Age for helping her grow out of the reflux.
• My Nikon for taking such great pictures of my peanut.
• The overwhelming pride, joy, excitement I feel when I see MY daughter. She could be throwing a fit on the floor, walking around the house carrying dirty laundry or pushing the same button on the same toy for twenty minutes and it doesn't matter, because she figured out how to do it.

I said it when she was first born and I still say it today - I can't believe she is mine. And I get to keep her and hold her and love her forever. 

3 years and 1 life later

The best day of my life happened three years ago.

It was magical and amazing. And everything I had hoped it would be.

This past year has been exceptionally challenging.  It has brought new meaning and new life.

 

It has brought heartache and uncertainty. 

And we are back to love.

Three years, a lot of growing up, and one life later. We are still making it.  And we are making it better everyday.  Love you, Mike!

year 1

year 2