Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Wordless Wednesday: Miles and miles of friendship

We started walking together when Caelyn was about six weeks old and Carter was just shy of a year.  Since then, we've added loops, speed, playground time, a new passenger and a dear friendship.

I am so grateful for the time I get to spend with Rebekah every morning, moving our legs and mouths together.

I am so grateful for the time our littles get to spend together, growing up together, playing and fighting and learning together.

Caelyn will only go to sleep when Rebekah promises her that Carter and Samuel are each in their own beds as well.  Carter has started adding in "Mrs. Ah-bekah and Cay-len" to his prayers before we eat.

This tiny trio melts me daily.

On Memorial Day, we met at our normal spot at the park.  Only there were balloons taking off and landing.  There were men directing parking and tickets being purchased and passed in for entrance.

Rebekah and I have been bumping up our walking to runs in the mornings lately, and we ran a 5k at our park on Memorial Day.  This was Rebekah's first 5k, and we both ran our very best personal times!  Steven ran as well and pushed us along at the end :)

I am so grateful for the exercise and outside time built into my life every day, but I am far more grateful for the wisdom and camaraderie I've gained pushing those babies around the park with Rebekah.  Who can guess where these friendships will take us...and how many miles we'll put on these jogging strollers! :)  

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Wordless Wednesday: Party, party

Just a tiny snapshot from our BFF photographer, Laurin, of Samuel's first birthday party:

Monday, May 20, 2013

Samuel: 1 year

Height: 30.25 in; 67%
Weight: 21 lbs, 5 oz; 51%


1 month

2 months

3 months

4 months

5 months

6 months

7 months

8 months

9 months

10 months

11 months

1 year old

One year goes by so quickly.  They are children for just a little while, but babies for only the briefest moment.  It feels like I was literally just at the gym, washing my hands after a run on the elliptical.  The lady asked, "How much longer?"  I told her that it would be about 3 weeks, not even aware that I was already in labor.  The next day, I held this tiny soul to my chest, marveled at his long, long toes, and stroked his swirls of dark hair.  They whisked him away a few hours later to add tubes and machines to his perfect, tiny body.  A year later, I still lose my breath a little thinking about standing over him, just hours after holding him securely inside me, listening to the doctor say things about lungs, fluid, and oxygen.  I remember not being able to make my mind function and sleeping that night without a baby in the bed beside me.

But, just a few days later, those doctors sent that tiny baby straight from the sterilized, controlled Neonatal Nursery to my Cheerio-filled car in a car seat beside a little guy not yet two.  Carter didn't notice until we got home that there was someone new.  When he did, he gave kisses and hugs and picked up pacis.  I melted into a million pieces and felt my heart expand to the point of bursting.

It was just a year ago.  It feels like barely a day has passed.  It feels like Samuel just arrived, and it feels as if he's always be a part.  I am so grateful for his happy, open-mouthed smiles.  I love his gurgly laugh and the way he claps and throws his hands in the air when we say, "Roll Tide!"  It makes me burst to hear Samuel laugh when Carter plays peekaboo with him or chases his across the floor, crawling as fast as chubby legs will allow.  I love the way he says my name, but laughs and says his Daddy's if I ask to hear it on command.  I love his crazy, spiky hair and his big, big eyes.  I love his contented spirit and his happy disposition.  I love the way he lays his head on my shoulder when people talk to him and the way he watches everything his big brother does carefully.  I love his fearless spirit and the way he curls his arm over my neck at night.  I love the way he always wakes me up in the morning with his laughter and the way he works with determination to figure things out.  I mostly love that way he looks at just me, and the bond we share.  

I am so grateful for this year.  For this baby becoming a boy.  For this soul that has intertwined with mine forever.  For this son for whom I prayed.

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Pink, bows, jeggings, and GLITTER

We got together with the Hancocks this past weekend for a day of celebrating birthdays and Mother's Day.  It was a day of chasing baby boys around, eating yummy meals and relishing in family that share deep friendships.  

Susanna made a cake for us to share for dessert.

A cake with a special surprise inside.

Andi cut it to reveal...

Pink!!!  Travis and Susanna are expecting a baby GIRL at the end of September.  We are all super pumped.  We love our crew of boys...more than we can even describe.  However.  A girl?  We can't wait to welcome her in, steal our hearts, and turn us into complete mush.  So very excited.

I already have plans for little baby girl outfits and visions of her rolling with her "big boys."  I can't wait to see her steal away my brother's heart and wrap him around her tiny fingers.  I am so excited to give her glitter and watch it explode at not my house :) (Though Travis says he will retaliate with bottle rockets for the boys' birthdays.  I am actually a bit certain he's serious.)  I can't wait to finally welcome a little lady among all the sons and nephews!

Sweet baby girl, we can't wait to meet you.  You are already in our hearts...we can't wait to get you in our arms!

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Wordless Wednesday: Family

Laurin McDowell took our pictures again!  (See her work when we were just a family of three, Carter's first birthday party and of the Hancock family Christmas before last!)  I love the way she captures our patiently and with such grace.  Grabbing shots of ornery toddlers and busy crawlers...and two adults- it's not easy.  It was so good to catch up with her and her sweet husband while she managed to catch SO many sweet shots of this precious and fleeting season of our lives.

I am so grateful for our friendship with Laurin...and for these shots we have to remember these days!