• A Harrowing Experience Called.... Childbirth

    It shouldn't be. Seriously. Childbirth is a natural thing... women have been birthing for thousands, if not millions, of years. The medical field of today agrees with a roaring "that's right, folks!" but their actions say otherwise.   They strap you down to a bed via blood-pressure machines, IV lines, and fetal monitoring devices, rendering you immobile and in the worst possible position for childbirth- your b...

  • Tester of Boundaries

    Nathan definitely has a stubborn streak in him (I have NO IDEA WHERE HE GETS THAT. Cough, cough). After all, any baby who HOLDS IN HIS POOP is pretty damn stubborn. Nathan gets it in his head what he wants to do and nothing, I mean nothing, will change his mind. He's decided that he's going to figure out some way to touch all the things I say he can't touch, which includes the entertainment center. When he crawls ...

  • Until it Sleeps

    Sleep. It's a commodity around here. When the opportunity arises, I grab it like an addict grabs for her drug, saliva dripping from my mouth, tasting the anticipation. Nathan has made it clear, however, that he does not share my sentiment. The past few days, Nathan has decided to rip up his previous sleep schedule with a vengeance, tossing it around in his pudgy little hands and molding it like pl...

  • Because It's Hard To Be This Cute

    I hope you all had a wonderful and relaxing Easter! Nathan's Easter pictures turned out pretty good. We have a new camera that we got for Christmas, and I've finally had the chance to go through the manual and try some of the different functions on it.  (Hey, as all us moms know, we don't even have time to shave our legs every day...  and much less time to read through a manual!) Nathan was so patient with me while I...

  • Ode to the Monster that Eats My Sleep

    There is a nasty monster scurrying around here who eats my sleep. Try as I might to catch up on my sleep, this gremlin scampers in and, as quietly as a predatory cougar, steals it. I can imagine how it must hover over me while I am peacefully snoozing, rancid drool oozing from its yellowed fangs, remnants of its last victim's sleep still decaying on its thick, sharpened claws. I can see its eyes roam hungrily over...

This is EXACTLY what a zombie would say

Oct 24th

Posted by Jen in Randomness

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Let’s hope we’re not being infected right now as we sit here. LOL. (One of my friends posted this on Facebook… I just had to share this for any zombie lovers like me out there!)

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A waterfall above our house

Oct 20th

Posted by Jen in Oh the things Nathan says

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The other day, it was pouring rain as Nathan and I were about to leave the house. As we stepped outside on to the porch, he took a look around at the downpour and exclaimed, “WATERFALL!!!”

Of course, I couldn’t help but giggle as I imagined us living in a house floating at the base of a raging water monstrosity that pelted us with water from every angle. Can you imagine the difficulty you would encounter just to leave to run errands? You would get drenched just getting to the car. Of course, since your house would be surrounded by water, you would have to have a boat docked to your front porch. Probably a paddle boat. And as you paddled towards shore to your waiting car, you would get soaking wet. And who wants to get into their car and run errands after battling angry waterfall droplets, paddling like a madman to shore, and getting soaked the bone in the process?

I can tell already that Nathan and I are going to have so much fun with storytelling.

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Waiting for Daddy

Oct 18th

Posted by Jen in Daily Life

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Little guy waiting while Daddy went into the store. I was thankful that he didn’t get as upset as he normally does. This sweet boy really loves his father and can’t stand to be away from him. We are so lucky to have such a sensitive, caring little boy!

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Mimicry at its best

Oct 17th

Posted by Jen in Daily Life

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Nathan loves to mimic everything I say and do.

In the mornings, before I get him out of his bed, I use the restroom and brush my teeth. Here lately, I’ve had to cough a few times and clear my throat since I am getting over a cold. And every time I cough and clear my throat, I hear an echo. Only it’s not an echo, it’s Nathan mimicking me. And I also hear an exuberant “MOMMY PEES!” when I use the restroom. Now if only he would take that exuberance and apply it to his own potty training, it would be perfect!

When I’m on the phone, Nathan will walk around the house pretending like he’s on the phone as well.

When I’m cooking, he stands right beside me, slapping his hands on the counter, indulging himself in a make-believe culinary experience.

When I spin around in circles, so does he.

And this morning, Nathan mimicked me in the ultimate way. I passed gas, and it was a little louder than I anticipated it would be (What? Everyone farts!). And then Nathan pursed his lips together and made the loudest raspberry I think I’ve ever heard.

Good thing that didn’t happen in public…

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