sundaymatinee

last night i am trying to get our almost 5 month old son to stop fussing and go to sleep so that I can go to sleep, when suddenly i have one of those moments that for some reason you know you will always remember. its just about pitch black in our room. i am snuggling wy against my chin and collarbone (such a good spot:)) and just like that he closes his eyes and falls asleep. i pray for my sweet little boy and the great man he will become. and despite the exhaustion only a parent with an infant can understand, i am just instantly filled with mushy mommy feelings- its so incredible how babies know their mommies. how wyatt knows me. he cant see me, im not making a sound, he just knows its me by smell and by feel. only mommy loves him and holds him and soothes him this way.  only mommy. only ME.  i love him so much. i kiss his soft sweet little wrinkled forehead. his weight feels so good on me, that i am almost sad to put him down. almost. i mean give me a break, i havent slept since

here we are. waiting. waiting for the call to come that will change our lives one way or another forever. let me explain: when i met my wonderful husband he was working on a missions degree at baptist bible college. i told him early on that ive always wanted a family and that i couldnt/ didnt want to raise my kids in the jungle:) i was upfront with him and prepared to walk away, no matter how difficult, if that was what he felt God calling him to, because i didnt feel God leading me that way. he didnt know exactly what he wanted to do with missions, only that he wanted to serve God with his talents. Which i am all for! Prior to college, and then afterwards for that matter, he did construction- residential/commercial/large scale/small scale/detailed/basic you name it he's done it. and hes AWESOME at it. that raw talent, along with his crazy strong work ethic and big muscles:) has helped his succeed wherever he is, with whatever job has been thrown at him. but building has never

we always say that our first baby was cake. everything was easy with A- she loves to eat and eats well. she slept through the night at 6 weeks old and has been doing it ever since. she was potty trained, through the night and in big girl underpants 24 hours a day at 25 months. she is smiley and friendly and just goes with the flow. so we knew in the back of our minds that no baby can compete with that:) and that our second would be more challenging.  ha. we never could have prepared for W. from the moment he was born, at 9 lbs 6 oz he has been full of surprises. he didnt cry for like 2 minutes, 2 of the longest minutes of my life. the nurse was on the phone with the nicu. and i couldnt see him. and all i wanted was to hear this baby i had worked so hard for cry so i could hold him. and then he did.  the next day they told us he had to pee within 24 hours of his circumcision so that they knew everything was working properly. of course he didnt do that so they sent him to the nicu, wher

i used to be a writer. not a professional. not even close. but it used to be a hobby of mine. and since having children i feel like im torn between wanting to document everything they do and having time to actual do it. im on the computer everyday so i might as well use that time to record our adventures in short blurbs, or a BLOG:) so here we are. enjoy!