wordless wednesday

and it begins

I feel like it's about time to get serious with this whole "getting my body back" thing. I am so done with being fat it is not even funny.

So, here I am in all my glory at my starting weight of "one hundredshumanuma" pounds.

Here goes nothin! I will track my progress weekly from here on out. Let's hope something happens.

five months

Nathan is 5 months old now. He rolls all over, tries to sit up, and his feet are constantly in his mouth. He is still breastfed exclusively and loves to cuddle.

and just like that, i am a kid again

In honor of my birthday (the big 2-5, yikes!) I talked a couple of my girlfriends into taking me to a Hanson concert. I LOVED them as a kid and still really love their music. We had a really great time and I was able to go out and have an alcoholic beverage for the first time in a looooong time! It had been over a year.

Anyway, So the show was amazing and the boys did not disappoint. I even got to take a photo with Isaac and Taylor (because I am a teeny bopping 12 year old at heart).

They became famous for singing "MMMBop," but remain awesome for songs like this:









Thank you to Tasha and Misty for making my night terrific. And to Hanson, because you boys have a way of making this 25-year-old Mama (though I feel much older) a 12 year old teenager, if just for one night.

my big girl is three

My sweet little smiley baby has been slowly turning into a beautiful, smart, imaginative, well-behaved little girl. August 30 she turned three, and so far, they have been the best three years of my life. I love you Ava! You're the best daughter in the whole-wide world!

Her father and I threw her party at a local park. It is way cool because it has a neat splash pad and playground. Sadly, we didn't get to experience it because the weather did not cooperate but at least it didn't rain! R.a.i.n. was the forbidden word, and I didn't let it slip out of my mouth until the day was done.

Three year old birthdays take a lot out of ya. Not only did I make all the food, but lugging it to the park and then setting up was a PITA! There happened to be a group from South Africa that had reserved almost the entire park, so we had to make it work by moving some picnic tables ourselves. Ok, who am I kidding, I didn't move anything- but the strong men did :)

It was my first party as a mother of two and I definitely needed an extra help to take care of Nathan. I still feel like I didn't get to really be as hands on as I would have liked, but oh well. I know she had a blast and that's all that matters. [I also didn't get to take as many photos as I would have liked, bummer]

Nathan really enjoyed the day. sigh. 
I think it was teething.

mmm veggies! A special thank you to Sarah, who was 
gracious to make some home-made hummus for us!

yeay hot dogs! Cooked just the way she loves, not at all.

Cupcakes! I swear, I didn't realize how dang 
messy they would be when I ordered them.

opening her gifts. I think this is where 
she started to get a little tired. I don't 
think she even realized what she was doing 
after a while.

I got her this art table thing. 
She really loves it and uses it 
daily for her playdough and moon 
sand. Outside, of course.
 

I am really glad her party is done and over with! I don't understand why I let it stress me every year.. I put so much planning into it and afterwords I always tell myself that I shouldn't make it such a big deal since she probably won't even remember it.. and here I am today doing the same thing, and next year I will probably stress just as much.

and just the other day i carried him home

It sure feels like just yesterday that I brought my baby boy home from the hospital. Tucked up and cozy in his infant carseat, he slept all the way home.

Now, he can't stand the dang thing and will only sleep while the car is in motion. I swear, every red light or stop sign he is up and making noise. Sometimes it's just the gentle squeels [ok, not so gentle, still cute. for now.] or simply the loud, sad, cries that occur at every. stopped. moment. I swear- he either hates the carseat/driving/stopping, or just wants to see how long it takes before I go crazy.

I also have never been able to enjoy the whole "bring your sleeping baby inside by just carrying in the carseat so he will stay sleeping." It doesn't happen in this home. I am fairly certain my son has ESP. or some kind of spidey sense, or just the normal human sense, that tells him we are HERE [wherever here is], and it's time to wake up!

Pretty much, the infant carrier has been useless. I leave it in the car because it's so dang heavy, and I refuse to be the mom that carries the baby in the thing everywhere. I have my ergo and I definitely use it.



So, now that Nathan has better head control and stronger muscles, I will be swapping out his infant seat with his big boy convertible seat. I am hoping he will be a bit more comfortable in it and cry a little less during car rides. Cross your fingers! I am also excited to have the carseats matching. Why? I don't know. I am a little ocd like that, perhaps. I just need some decent weather so I can make the transition without getting wet, as I have no garage and autumn seems to have arrived. Thank you La Nina.

Nathan and his sister will both be riding in the Sunshine Kids Radian XTSL. [LOVE them!]