Happy Birthday Sweet Boy!~

How old are you Luke? He hold his little fingers up and tells ya Two...

The all famous Age one cake all over the face... he looks so happy huh??

My little guy turned 2 today and wow what a 2 years.. I sat to reflect today about how many blessings and lessons in life this little guy has brought to me and our family. A few people have said wow it doesn't seem like he should be 2. I say well speak for yourself cause me as his mommy all 730 days 17520 hours have been a true challenge. Of course, I will never forget the day he arrived and the emotions we went through getting him through his first few days. Then as I left little man there to go home to my other little guy. It is a feeling and a time I never wish to go thru again. I tell ya it is amazing the things you learn and the things you figure out one body is able to endure. Over the past two years, I see the world through a set of completely different eyes. I used to tell people I was ten feet tall and bullet proof I think I had no clue, or I am even taller now and full of steel.

Luke has finally turned the corner I think we haven't even been to the doctor in months.. knock on wood.. I hope I am not speaking to soon. I had to get a letter for the Williamson County office telling me I am past due for immunization. Ha Ha I laughed out loud and thanked god at the same time.. REALLY?? That is a good thing and I will wait for the next letter I say. As if they only knew I had been paying their salary for the past year and a half cause I was literally there every other day with a sick preemie...SO WHAT!! I MISSED ONE DAMN SHOT..

Luke truly has a personality all his own he is strong willed, and you sure know when he is mad. "NO" he will say..and pout it is quite cute but still I hold my ground and carry on with his punishment. He is still running a little behind on a few things..but he will catch up still not anything to worry about the doctor says. He is talking and saying a few words... of course he is determined NaNa will be the last one he is going to say. :o) El-mo-Mo, PaPa , two, Bubba, Woody, Juice, Daddy he has more he is working on we will get there. One thing is for sure he has the monkey climbing down pat. Look up and he has scaled the shelves in the pantry or on top of the garbage can in the back yard looking over the fence. He is truly a blessing and a joy to be around he is always laughing and in a good mood. I will say he has hit terrible twos wide open so this should be fun times. I wouldn't trade any of it for the world... I am truly blessed to have both little guys and love the stories my oldest comes up with and love the antics the little one pulls. Happy birthday little man you are a wonderful blessing. Love you to the moon and back!~

Oh no ... Batman!~

My oldest kiddo has this thing about telling stories these days, not lies, just stories. He gets it from none other than his PaPa no doubt. Well here lately he has been telling me about old people almost daily, how they have wrinkles. Yes yes they do Cooper but they are still really nice people and they have great stories to tell you should listen to them. He tells me how they die and go to heaven cause they are old well you can't argue that cause eventually that happens too. So smart this kid at the age of 3. Well who would have thought he would have pulled this one off... I should have known better...
We went to a birthday party for my sister-in-law and her grandmother-in-law has to be one of the most precious lady's I have known. She is very old fashion especially when it comes to children and personally I love that. Either way Cooper was sitting on an old radiator heater and she was telling him that those were old heaters used in the old days to heat houses when she was a little girl. Cooper looks at her and says "it's not hot" she says "oh, I know baby it is old like me it doesn't work anymore" So Cooper looks at her and says" That means you are fixing to go to Heaven cause you are old"
Oh NO BATMAN... he just didn't.. she thought that was so funny!! She has a great sense of humor and she laughed and so did I. The innocence of a child is amazing. She told him eventually she was going up there but not anytime soon. I made him apologize for being rude and explained what he did wasn't nice. Some days I have trouble with these lessons as they are true and he was just trying to work through his thoughts and put pieces together and BooM got in trouble.

So far behind...

Well Well Well .... here I am!! I have found my way back to my blog for a minute. I know you guys thought I was LOST forever...I love this place!! I use my blog to write to my friends back home, to vent about idiots I cross paths with in the world, my kiddos, blessings in my life, you name it this place is my get away when I find time to get here. As you can tell life has been somewhat crazy lately. Looks likeweeks at a time are missing on my blog, my poor kids blog looks awful. It hasn't even been the holidays that got me.. it has been my new job!! I took a new job or it took me I guess you say...in Sept and it has slowly been kicking me right on down to the ground. I used to leave work at 4 pm yeah not anymore.. I used to go to bed right behind my kids at 8 pm... Yeah I do good to make it before 1am. I am still trying to make it to the gym I tell ya my New Years resolution made it a whole 2 weeks I do believe.. YIKES not good. I feel like this lady..actually my belly might look like that too. I havent seen it in some time to tired to look down afraid I might fall down and never get back up. I find it so much easier to use my blackberry torch to hit Facebook for a one liner than to log on here.. but I realize this is much better as I may not piss as many people off as I probably don't have as many stalkers. well it has been nice chatting I need to update my other blogs and back to work I go.....

‘Wonderful Mother’ Went Out the Window

A good friend of mine posted this and I have laughed so hard that I had to repost as I am not so sure I may not rename my second child to Caveman...LOL how true this is and if you have more than one child you can so relate....

Back when I only had one child, I was a wonderful mother. I could go anywhere with Princess, my well-mannered daughter, who would sit quietly and play appropriately with the toy I’d brought to occupy her as she snacked on whole grain crackers and fresh fruit. I accepted the compliments of strangers graciously. I beamed with pride at her nice manners, at her ability to wait her turn, and at my obvious mastery of modern parenting techniques. Although I knew part of what made me a wonderful parent was my naturally compliant child, and I spent time fearing that she’d grow up to be a people-pleasing pushover, I was more than a little proud of myself.
All this easygoing compliance lulled me into a sense of security, and I’ll admit that I did get a bit smug about it. When kids ran around like lunatics at story time, I’d wonder why their parents didn’t do more to stop them. When mothers screamed at their toddlers from across the park, I’d secretly think that speaking quietly on the child’s level was a better technique. And I wasn’t wrong—it is a better, more effective technique. The problem is that you can only employ that technique consistently if you’ve only got one child.
When my pregnancy with Caveman hit the third trimester, the yelling across the playground began. I justified it by telling myself I was pregnant with a 10 pound baby. Then Caveman was born, and I spent the first seven weeks or so of his life convinced he hated me. I thought (hoped?) he had acid reflux, but apparently he was just a “high needs” baby. I 5 S’d the heck out of him, but he’d still scream. Princess got considerably less attention and considerably more yelling. Things got slightly better around 6 months, but Caveman didn’t sleep through the night for over a year, and he refused to nurse unless I was sitting in a completely dark room. It was a long year, and you can’t cross the room and speak softly to a child with a 25-lb baby vampire attached to your boob. Still, she remains mostly well-behaved. Caveman, however, has morphed into a two-year-old Neanderthal.
Here’s one thing I know about having two mobile children: if you set them both loose, they will run in opposite directions. As a result, Caveman is rarely set free from the stroller in public. He’s fast, fearless, and doesn’t listen to “no” or “stop.” On those rare occasions when he is paroled, he gets drunk with freedom and goes nuts. He climbs things. He does not sit still. He touches EVERYTHING, pushes buttons, and throws things. He runs faster than any person with 12-inch legs should run. Heaven forbid I wear slip-ons on a day when Caveman is set free—running shoes are my usual footwear of choice. We don’t go to story time, because he lasts about as long as the package of goldfish I use to bribe him to sit still and then runs circles around the bookshelves. When we get to a park I survey the equipment and “exits” and try to figure out what his escape route will be and whether or not I’ll be able to fit in the spot where he’ll likely get stuck. During a recent trip to a kid’s pizza place, I had to send a friend’s older daughter up into that hamster trail thing they have to retrieve him. I didn’t think he’d be able to get past the first part, where I could reach him. Obviously, I was wrong.
And now, I’m the person the mothers with one child look at in public. I’m the one they wonder about, silently judging my desperate attempts to keep both kids safe and happy while maintaining my sanity. As their lone children (usually girls) sit and look at books or play appropriately with toys, Caveman throws things across the room and roars like a dinosaur, stomping and gnashing his tiny teeth. And I accept their stares because once, I was just like them.
And I secretly hope that sometime soon they get their own little cavemen to make them realize that once upon a time, I was a wonderful mother, too.

New Year Resolutions

New Year Resolutions.. I always have a tough time keeping up with these kinda things for long periods of time. Bad habits all ways seem to sneak back in on me somehow. Although, I will say this time last year as I lay on my couch with a metal plate and 8 screws.That I so graciously got from the fat man in the red suit. What most would say or at least my work out watch said for a long time OBESE keep dancing in my head. It was awful getting around on crutches with 2 babies and being overweight too. I wondered if I had weighed less if it might have prevented the tumble down my staircase or maybe even been somewhat easier to walk with crutches. Never mind the fact, I might even feel better a few pounds lighter and my cholesterol numbers would be lower. hummmmmm what a concept!! I knew then no bad habit was sneaking anywhere around me. I vowed then I was loosing all the baby weight plus whatever had snuck in since high school and middle school. I didn't say anything to anyone just did my own thing and waited to see if anyone noticed. That was almost the fun part as I saw my family back home several times and it wasn't until almost 30 pounds down they said anything to me. These are the best pics I could find to the Left was in June of last year and to the right was in November (so I am actually smaller now) kinda hard to tell in these pics I think.. So poof here I am ...this year 45 pounds lighter and face to face with another resolution to make..not to gain any back and then this year I am going to DRUM ROLL PLEASE......ANOTHER DRUM ROLL PLEASE... (that's so I don't forget!)

1. make more time for MOMMY yes ME as I seem to not so that at all these days...

this kinda falls in the group above but more time to get to the actual gym to swim. As I have committed to a Triathlon in June I had set a goal for myself years ago that I would run a marathon before I turned 30 and welp I checked that box years ago and I said I would do a triathlon before 35 but I got waylaid a few years so I reset to this year. Heck it has to be easier than that dern Marathon.. I have faith.. and work out buddies!! :0)

Happy New Year to you all and may god bless you all for a wonderful year.