- Looked up a recipe online
- Evaluated which ingredients we were missing
- Made a quick run to 2 stores to grab what I needed
- Made it in the door and started dinner...
I love having Daddy home!
Monday, February 21
Oh, the Freedom!
Today I...
I love having Daddy home!
I love having Daddy home!
Sunday, February 20
Happy Birthday Baby Girl!
Our Little Bird turned ONE this week! Wow! Yikes! Phew! Amazing!
Daddy and I (yes, he's home! more on that later ;p) have been walking around in a bit of a daze, looking at each other and saying with no small wonder, "We have a daughter; she's one!" It's a shock to the system I tell ya'.
She's been saving up, too. Despite our valiant efforts to get our bird signing since day one, the most interest she's shown to date is a general look of what-on-earth-are-you-doing. In the last week our toothless munchkin (yes, still zero chompers) has suddenly started signing MORE, ALL-DONE, and NIGHT-NIGHT consistently, with some MILK, MAMA, SHHH, and PLEASE tossed in randomly. She's also started climbing in and out of her chairs by herself, asking us for food by walking to her chair and waiting, blowing kisses, waving bye-bye, and occassionally telling people "Hi!" in her tiny little voice. What happened to our baby?! When did this little toddler sprout up in her place? When did rattles get traded in for toy trucks and colored pencils?
Little Bird (I've decided to dub her this on the blog because of her adorable habit of bouncing her head up and down like a baby bird when she's waiting for food) has the habit of breaking out with skills I had no idea she could do. Like eating with a spoon. By herself. At 10 1/2 months. After having been spoon-fed less than 5 times in her life. Yeah.
I'm kindof afraid to see what she comes up with next - driving? Can I vote for doing the dishes? How 'bout making the beds? Hmm... should look into those :P.
Well, baby girl we are proud of you and we love you and we are so blessed to have you! Happy 1st Birthday!
Daddy and I (yes, he's home! more on that later ;p) have been walking around in a bit of a daze, looking at each other and saying with no small wonder, "We have a daughter; she's one!" It's a shock to the system I tell ya'.
She's been saving up, too. Despite our valiant efforts to get our bird signing since day one, the most interest she's shown to date is a general look of what-on-earth-are-you-doing. In the last week our toothless munchkin (yes, still zero chompers) has suddenly started signing MORE, ALL-DONE, and NIGHT-NIGHT consistently, with some MILK, MAMA, SHHH, and PLEASE tossed in randomly. She's also started climbing in and out of her chairs by herself, asking us for food by walking to her chair and waiting, blowing kisses, waving bye-bye, and occassionally telling people "Hi!" in her tiny little voice. What happened to our baby?! When did this little toddler sprout up in her place? When did rattles get traded in for toy trucks and colored pencils?
Little Bird (I've decided to dub her this on the blog because of her adorable habit of bouncing her head up and down like a baby bird when she's waiting for food) has the habit of breaking out with skills I had no idea she could do. Like eating with a spoon. By herself. At 10 1/2 months. After having been spoon-fed less than 5 times in her life. Yeah.
I'm kindof afraid to see what she comes up with next - driving? Can I vote for doing the dishes? How 'bout making the beds? Hmm... should look into those :P.
Well, baby girl we are proud of you and we love you and we are so blessed to have you! Happy 1st Birthday!
Sunday, February 13
Thoughts on My Mind
- Daddy's home! (more on that later)
- Raw milk
- Composting
- Prepping our garden box
- What to plant?
- Our baby's turning ONE!!!
- Party planning
- Cleaning the house
- Furniture shopping
- Christmas gifts
- Painting
- Adult faith formation
- Overseas living
- It's way too late and I need to quit writing random lists
Monday, January 24
Winter's Drawing to a Close
The end of this deployment is getting nearer day by day, and my mind keeps rushing faster and faster at the thought of him coming home.
Will he like the new clothes I got while he was gone?
Will he like my new size and shape?
Will our baby girl reach out to him and cry "Dada!" in glee?
Will he be confused by the changes I've made in the house?
Will I be okay with giving up hogging the whole bed?
Will he get frustrated with our daughter's middle-of-the-night wake-up calls?
Will the dog still mind me even when he's home?
I'm tired and stressed and excited and worried and impatient and ready for this deployment to be over but a bit timid about what its end will bring.
My love for him grows daily, whether he's here or there, but some thoughts, feelings, and emotions have been hibernating for the last several months. They're just beginning to stir like a sleepy bear waking to the little hints of spring in the air.
I'm ready for him to be home.
Will he like the new clothes I got while he was gone?
Will he like my new size and shape?
Will our baby girl reach out to him and cry "Dada!" in glee?
Will he be confused by the changes I've made in the house?
Will I be okay with giving up hogging the whole bed?
Will he get frustrated with our daughter's middle-of-the-night wake-up calls?
Will the dog still mind me even when he's home?
I'm tired and stressed and excited and worried and impatient and ready for this deployment to be over but a bit timid about what its end will bring.
My love for him grows daily, whether he's here or there, but some thoughts, feelings, and emotions have been hibernating for the last several months. They're just beginning to stir like a sleepy bear waking to the little hints of spring in the air.
I'm ready for him to be home.
Friday, January 21
Oh Sure, Why Not
Just in case you wanted to know all the inner workings of my mind at 11:10 on a Friday night :).
(Borrowed from WifeofaSailor)
1. What do you usually want to know about someone when meeting them for the first time?
Do they speak English? If so, we'll go from there. If not, well... we'll have to get creative :). If I manage to goof up first impressions as often as I do, I imagine other people might not be too keen on them either. How about we just sit down and chat for awhile :).
2. Would you rather know everything about your spouse, or be regularly surprised?
I think it's impossible to know everything about anyone, even myself! People are constantly changing and (hopefully) growing, that's part of what makes us human. I love getting to know my husband more and more every day and look forward to a lifetime of sharing and growing with him! When we were at our pre-cana retreat (marriage prep - it was wonderful) one of the speakers shared an image with us. It was a simple triangle, with the husband on one bottom corner, the wife on the other bottom corner, and God at the peak. The closer we grow toward God, the closer we grow toward each other. This has proven so true and I try to remember that if I want to get closer to my husband, the best way is by reaching out for God. Talk about regular surprises!
3. If you could live in one city for the rest of your life, where would you live?
Ummm... no. No city. I don't even want to SEE city from my house. How about a general middle of the mid-west, USA. With mountains. And green. Lots and lots of green.
4. When you go out of town, what one material thing do you ALWAYS take?
Books. Although now that we have a little one? Diapers. ;p
5. Using no more than 10 nouns, and ONLY nouns, describe yourself.
Now it's your turn :). Don't forget to link up here: http://wifeofasailor.com/2011/01/21/milspouse-friday-fill-in-27/
(Borrowed from WifeofaSailor)
1. What do you usually want to know about someone when meeting them for the first time?
- Catholic
- mother
- wife
- reader
- baker
- creator
- camper
- treehugger
- dreamer
- protector
Now it's your turn :). Don't forget to link up here: http://wifeofasailor.com/2011/01/21/milspouse-friday-fill-in-27/
Thursday, January 13
I've Been Told This is Part of Parenthood
The guilt. The never-ending nagging feeling that I'm not doing something right, that I could be doing something, many things, better. That the decisions I make today will have some far-reaching, horrible effect on our child that I won't be able to undo. The knowledge that someone, somewhere, has the answer and I'm just not looking hard enough for it. This is exhausting. I've done many things out of sheer necessity that I would not have otherwise chosen, but I'm doing the best I can. On that front I think it'll be better when Daddy comes home. Regardless, our days are filled with prayers and learning to trust God in ways I never would have thought of before becoming a parent. Lord help me, I know You bring us to and through only those things which we can handle with Your help!
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