Cleaning out my(his) closet

Finally, Today I got to Michael's room. FINALLY. I have been pushing it off BIG TIME. Since he was born I have been really good at keeping up with his clothes but I have been in a slump and don't want to touch his never ending pile of clothes. Well today I DID IT. I rearranged his room. We live in a triplex and recently got new neighbors and I didn't want his crib on the wall next to their room. He sometimes cries at night when he doesn't want to go to bed. Well back to the clothes. I hung all his shirts and jackets up. Got his socks matched together and put away, bibs hung up, pants put in drawers, etc. I also managed to sort through all his summer clothes and go through everything that wouldn't be used, or no longer fit. I made two piles. One for keeps, and one to take to the consignment shop. I was really proud of myself for getting rid of as much as I did. I am really REALLY bad at keeping things because of sentimental value. I have tried so hard to weed things out, and in time, I eventually get rid of something, but it does take a while. With Michael's cloths especially I am super attached. Its like I flash back to the first time he wore the specific outfit, or what special outing we took in that outfit. I had to sit there and say THESE ARE JUST CLOTHES! So with that frame of mind I stuck to my guns and weeded out the unused and unwanted. I kept some being they were good clothes, expensive clothes, and unisex clothing. Michael was a blessing and we plan on having another someday. And if we don't I can always get rid of them then. But for now My son's room looks normal again and I am very happy I made the progress I did. Lets just keep our fingers crossed it stays that way, haha "wishful thinking" 

Burnt Popcorn

Today at one of my clients house while washing dished I started to smell burnt popcorn. My heart started racing. The smell became more and more overwhelming and I couldn't help but panic. Let my explain why. Before I knew I was pregnant with Michael, this was my very first symptom of pregnancy, the smell of burnt popcorn EVERYWHERE. So you can only imagine what this smell was doing to my mental state, haha. I nervously said my clients name and told her I was going to ask her a question and it may sound odd. She was curious and said "Yea?" I then asked her if by chance she had made any popcorn earlier and maybe have burned it?

 pause......pause.....pause

.......................PANIC PANIC PANIC...........................

"Yea I made popcorn earlier and it did burn, I've got it right here with me"

I had an AWWWWW like the sky had cleared & light just shown down on me alone kind of moment.

 "Whew what a relief" My client asked me why I was so nervous about asking her about the popcorn and I filled her in on the story. She said "Well I can tell you I have burnt popcorn but as far as the other thing, I have no idea." I laughed and said "I think we just need to leave it that you have burnt popcorn, haha". 

Burnt popcorn. It will forever linger in my senses.

Letters to God

Today I was able to watch a very touching true story. It was about a little boy that was 8 years old that had developed brain cancer. The whole point of sharing his story was this little boys out put on life. Nothing was negative and even the worst questions like why me, were taken with a grain of salt. There was a point in the movie where the little boy was sung to by his older brother that had written a song about him. This was the point in the movie that really brought his story to a sea of emotions for me. I'd like to share the lyrics to that song.

I look at your smiling face,

Your so weak, yet you have such strength,

You take a glance around this place,

You make the best of everything

You give me hope, in spite of everything,

You show me love, even with so much pain

So I'll take this life and live like I was given another try

We laugh, we cry

Sometimes we're broken and we don't know why,

I'm tired and I lose my way,

you help me find faith, oOo

You give me hope, in spite of everything,

You show me love, even with so much pain

So I'll take this life and live like I was given another try

Just give me another try

You give me hope, in spite of everything,

You show me love, even with so much pain

So I'll take this life and live like I was given another try

You give me hope, in spite of everything,

You show me love, even with so much pain

So I'll take this life and live like I was given another try

Just give me another try

Just give me another try

The opening lyrics really hit home. It reminded me of my grandmother who died from cancer. She had suffered for years from numerous cancers and I had no idea. She never showed that she hurt. She always smiled and was the most alive and upbeat person I have ever known. Her outlook on life is what motivates me. Some days my motivation is gone and watching this story, kinda rekindled that flame. It just reminds me to be happy, to not sweat the small stuff. Don't care about whats going on other peoples lives and just live my own, to be happy, and most importantly

I find it so inspiring that the little boy was able to inspire so many people by writing a simple letter, to god. That he helped so many people with just a smile.

That he continues to leave a message even in death. 

Thank you Tyler, you give me hope

One Year

Well, Today has finally arrived. Today my little baby turned 1. ONE, I can hardly wrap my mind around that. It's crazy how fast life is. Well to celebrate my little guys 1st birthday we started off with a morning surprise. Daddy couldn't be here( he was on the road).I woke him up to his favorite sprout version of Happy Birthday. He loves the part where we sing, your good to grow, so count the candles and blow, HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, TO YOU, TO YOU! He had the biggest grin on his face.

Once he got up and ready we snuck through the hallway and I made sure to go really slow. He peaked his head around the corner and was curious and I asked him what that was and he looked at me and SMILED. Surprise. The living room was decorated and he was greeted with new toys to play with. He was so excited.

 I had placed all the toys in one area and he kept his eye on the corn popper and was really animate about getting to that toy, haha. I let him play for a while then got him dressed and fed him lunch. We went out to the car and I switched his car seat to face forward(which he does not like at all)

 and drove over to my moms and visited and we got back into the car to head to ester short park to play on the playground but as soon as I got there and looked back and little man was fast asleep. So instead of going home, I drove for a little bit to let the little man get his rest, and then we drove to my brothers work to visit. After that we drove to the dog, skate, playground park to play. Michael enjoyed the swing.

 We then tried to go for a walk through the park but Michael kept stopping to Pick up every single dead leaf. Haha. We just kept going in circles.

 We left the park and drove back to my moms to pick her up and we went over to Jantzen Beach to ride the carousel.

(The exact moment he turned ONE)

 Michael LOVED it. He was squealing and laughing and just had a blast. My mom and I on the other hand got super dizzy standing there. I never realized how fast the darn thing went.

 After the carousel we went to babies r us where Michael got a birthday balloon and crown and rode on small ride by the front doors.

 We dropped mom off at home and then went back home so Michael could have his birthday cupcake which was chocolate with orange frosting(terrible idea).

 Michael dove in and just gobbled the cupcake right up. It was everywhere. He grabbed a big handful of frosting and smashed it between his hands and it oozed out the top and plopped into his lap where he preceded to try and grab the glob thus smearing it all over his belly, legs, and everywhere else. Haha.



After he looked like he was going to go in sugar overload and picked him up and carried him away from me as if he was covered in some nuclear chemical and put him in the bath tub. The orange frosting just got wet and kinda melted into everything in the tub. WONDERFUL. haha. Got little man dressed and drove over to our friend Nikki's to visit her and her bouncy girls. All in all I think Michael had a great first birthday and one we will remember. I am looking forward to Saturday for his party!