Wordless Wednesday

Hello, friend.

This weekend I had the pleasure of meeting my interwebs-friend and blogger Kekis from Fertile Ramblings.  Considering that she not only a) agreed to meet me at a regional irish dancing championship, b) watched part of a competition and c) sat through awards, well that pretty much qualifies her as one of the bravest people I know.  

We talked, we had a few beers and I've spent all day trying to put it into words how it felt to sit next to someone who has virtually held my hand through some of the hardest moments of my life.  I would try, and get teary.  And then I was thinking about it and getting teary.  And then I read this post from K and I cried.  Then I decided I would just link to her blog because she said it all in a much more eloquent way then I could ever hope to.

Missing Dad

Tonight while getting ready for bed, Michael insisted on looking at a picture of the hubs and I from when we were first dating.  He wouldn't put it down and would hug me, then hug the picture (yes, it was as absolutely adorable as it sounds).  When I tried to put it back on the shelf he cried and pitched a fit so I let him take the picture to bed with him.  He's currently asleep, hugging the picture to his chest.

Yeah, we're both missing Dad tonight.

Evolution

Thanksgiving 2007

Newly married and a few months out from my first miscarriage, I spent the holiday getting shit face drunk at my SIL's house in Connecticut.

Thanksgiving 2008

Deployment widow and mom for all of 10 days, I spent the holiday trying to soothe a colicky newborn.

Thanksgiving 2009

Hopeful Marine officer wife and mom of toddler, I am spending the night preparing veggies and brining a turkey.

Tonight I am thankful that every year just keeps getting better.

What I am most thankful for this year

Last year, Michael was all of 10 days old on Thanksgiving.  I was tired, uncomfortable and struggling to adjust to life as a new mom.  I was so happy to have my son, but there was something missing.

Last year, the hubs was in Iraq.  He wasn't there when our son was born and he wasn't home for the holidays either.  No matter how much joy there was in my heart there was always something missing.  Someone, really.  And this year he is going to be home.  It may only be for a few hours on Thanksgiving but we should get to see him and have Thanksgiving dinner together.  

The next few weeks are going to be hectic and stressful as he (hopefully) finishes OCS, checks in to TBS and we get ready to host Thanksgiving and Hanukkah for the first time.  But at least this year, we'll all get to be together.  

Toddlerhood

It's official everyone.  At 9:52am on Wednesday I became a toddler mom and as with everything with Michael, its been an adventure.  

People kept asking me if I cried, and while I was a little emotional I didn't really cry.  Yes, its sad some days to see how much my baby has grown, but it would be even sadder if he didn't get to grow up and turn one.  So instead of being sad that I don't have a baby anymore, I took him to a local zoo and we had a great time checking out the animals, going on a pony ride and going on a "safari".  Michael loved all the animals...well, except maybe the camels.

But minus the camel incident, it was a great day :-)

Wordless Wednesday

You reach into the weakest moments and remind me that I'm strong 

You gotta know 

I'd be a fool not to see or even worse to forget 

That you're more than I deserve 

And everyone that sees you 

Always wants to know you 

And everyone that knows you 

Always has a smile 

You're a standing ovation 

After years of waiting 

For a chance to finally shine 

Everyone calls you amazing 

Yeahhhh 

I just call you mine 

~ I just call you mine by Martina McBride ~