Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Life With Boys

Oh. My. Word

It starts innocently:
So cute, playing in the shower, until I  realize this:

Covered in my hair conditioner.  Not cheap stuff and truly he is proud!


Dumping cookies all over the floor on purpose

To play hide and seek "finning" them! "Fine em' Aussin fine em!"

Course there's falling out of the bathtub just for fun...

And hiding in Mommy's hamper only to have brother spoil the surprise

And climb on in to see just how much the thing can hold

And really who needs clothes or rest...Why not strip and climb all over the furniture instead of napping!

Or rearranging your furniture and throwing your mattress on the floor to play "SUPERMAN!"

Thought I ought to point out the touch up paint on the wall in these pics too, because life with boys means taking a car to bed each night and using the wall as a racetrack.  Needless to say, the touch up paint didn't work so I guess it's time to paint the whole room.

And my personal favorite:

Pizza party in the driveway...

And when you get full, make sure you store the leftovers in an appropriate area, like the trunk of your ride!  HAHAHA!

Yes, life with boys keeps me cleaning, cleaning, cleaning, making sure no one gets hurt and of course laughing!

Love me some boys!


Sunday, May 23, 2010

Summer's Here

Why is it that I have never loved Summer more than I do this year?  I can only attribute it to my children.  They bring me back to a time where days are filled with the smell of sunscreen and chlorine. Where bedtimes extend far beyond what they are during the fall.  Time seems to stand still, the days grow long, driveways filled with toys and popsicle drippings.

 Picnics by the pool feeding little bellies...

Running around with brother finding trouble where trouble is to be had

Taking A Load Off Floating About

Or Not ; )

Popsicles To Cool Off The Hottest Of Days

Birthday Parties, Balloons And Cake (Notice The Empty Plate)

Oh' that hat, so priceless!


Because really these two pictures melt my heart.... The obvious love radiates

Yes, yes I do love Summer!

I look at these pictures and know that I am blessed beyond belief and give thanks for the gift that Paxton is in allowing me to never take that for granted! Every day brings me joy!
So, cheers to the months ahead! This is only the beginning!


Thursday, May 20, 2010

My Dawn

It is 6:30 in the morning.  I have been up since 4 am. I have already fed and changed the baby, worked out from 5 to 6 and showered.  I am now sitting in my favorite chair, the house ever so silent, which is rare around these parts, staring out our window at the lake. The sun is just beginning to rise and I am content.  There are many what ifs in our world right now, but for the moment, maybe just these next few minutes before the hustle and bustle of life begins, I am at peace with whatever lies ahead.
The world before it has woken... oh' how I love it. The early morning hours when life is still still, it's my favorite time. To reflect. To pray. To love. To stare.


Paxton is having some heart issues. We are headed to Tampa to see why this is.  In all honesty the doctors don't know what is going on with him. They can't explain why he continually looks sun burnt and bloodshot.  This was to be expected just after surgery, but not six weeks post op.  Tomorrow I am hoping for answers from his heart cath doctor and have pretty much already decided we will not be leaving without a heart cath date.

 I am obsessed with this child.

Well... I am obsessed with all of my children, but this baby, he has stolen my heart. Maybe because I know he is my last. Maybe because of all he has been through and clearly still has to go through.  Oh' the sweet, sweet joy he brings me.  There is nothing better in the world than laying in bed with him listening to the sounds he makes as he dreams of never never land.  I cherish each second with him, never want to put him down, never want to be apart from him. He is such a miraculous gift and it seems not a second goes by that I am not conscious of that.

My boys are doing awesome. They are all three without a doubt Mamas boys.  Each so different and yet so perfect.  I spend my days in awe watching them as they make their way in this life. It's such a beautiful thing to still be a child and so we do just that, be children.  We wrestle, run around screaming, ride bikes, go to the beach and in doing so I savor every precious moment of this time with my babies before they are grown and gone. I canNOT believe Austin is almost 4 and Mason is almost 3.  Oh time won't you please stand still for me...

Summer is upon us and while the heat is stifling, we venture out in early mornings and late evenings to do what we do best.  Me, with my new mothers day camera in hand, happy as a clam snapping pictures of my littles, ignoring every comment of passerbys that feel the need to say " wow, she has her hands full" as if I didn't plan these gifts.  My hands are full, yes, but full of love, life and preciousness. Chaos, oh heck yah, but what is life without chaos. My husband and I often sit together and wonder what else in the world would we be doing if we chose not to have children.  Nothing worthwhile, to us, anyway. I love when I walk in a room and trip over a toy or see the mess they leave in their wake.
I love hearing them belly laugh. I love hearing them say "Mommy you happy today?" they are learning about emotions in school right now.  I love hearing Paxton say "nana" and "dada". No "mama" yet, of course, but I know it will come. I love watching him shake his head NO at everything. I love to see people watch me walk out from pick up with their jaws practically on the floor as I have one in a stroller, two on either side of me, two backpacks and lunch boxes.  I love when the boys tell me "no hit" when I lovingly tap my husband.  I love Paxtons two bottom teeth and the first upper eye tooth coming in.  I love it all.


Without further ado... Long awaited pictures of my "boo's"

                                  (Thank you sister for making our sunset beach evening possible)

They are pure heaven. Even in the midst of meltdown madness, they are pure heaven and really, isn't this what life is all about...


P.S. stay tuned for a life with boys post coming this weekend and lemme tell you it's a good one!

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Don't Give Up On Us

We're still here and we've got a lot to say!
Be back in jiffy ; )

~J and the boys

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Mommy's Day

This day holds  many different emotions for so many. I have spent a great deal of time today thinking of the many Mommy's who spent the day today in a hospital room bedside to their child.  I have spent time thinking about the Mommy's who have babies in heaven. Who wish this day never existed because each time that it rolls around it ribs the scab that has formed since the last reminder.  I have spent a great deal of time today thinking about my own Mom. Who I do not presently know and have not seen since grade school. How that is possible, I will never know, because lord help me if ever there were a day that I didn't have access to my babies.  I have spent time thinking about the Mommy that I am and the Mommy I will continue learning to be, because really the learning never ends.  I have spent time thinking about all the Mommy's in my life and in my kids lives.  I spent time thinking of our baby boy in heaven.
It is... a day that makes us all stop and reflect.  I, for one, gave tremendous thanks to God for bestowing three amazingly perfect children on me. I, no more than any other eager woman, deserve to be so blessed and I never take that for granted. Ever.
I smiled today because it was just another day, but that is what being a Mommy is.  I changed diapers. I kissed boo boo's. I gave hundreds of kisses.  I tucked in to bed. I rocked. I stared into my youngest son's eyes in the dark with just enough light for us to see the other. We locked eyes and stayed that way for a long time.  He rested on my chest and never looked away until eventually his eyes became heavy enough and closed.
All I have ever wanted in this life is to be a Mommy. Even when I couldn't yet be one, I was to cabbage patch dolls, dogs, cats, other peoples children. Whatever I could get my hands on and "mother", I did.


This weekend my husband and I got away for a night, the first one alone since Paxton was born.

We joined friends at The Cove, a local little getaway on the water. I walked in and instantly remembered the last time I had been there.  It's weird how places do that to you.  I realized how long it had been. I didn't even know my husband at the time and I longed to be a Mommy. At the time I never knew what beautiful road lie ahead for me and sitting there, the warm fuzzies floating in my belly, I realized that life is so good.  We soaked in the view, the smell of salty water, I said a private hello to my Gramps as I sat surrounded by his one great love, sailboats.  We watched the canoe races, laughed and loved.

And when we packed up to head home from our amazing "staycation" I would be driving home to the best life a girl could ask for.  I was thankful for the little trip back in time, to realize that my dreams have without a doubt come true.  My husband asked me what I wanted for Mothers Day and I said absolutely nothing. I have all that I need sleeping in my bed and down the hall in their toddler beds. Today does not need a present to make me realize that. Every day is Mothers Day to me.  Every day that I get to snuggle and have my boys here with me is reason to celebrate because I have never forgotten the gift that is three children to fill our home.

Paxtons shirt says it all.  My children portray it all. If only adults could learn all that children know and we forget as we grow...

Dearest Austin, Mason and Paxton,

You three will never know the depths of my love for you. I try every day to show you. I try every day to learn from you.  You three are the greatest teachers Mommy has ever been blessed with. You make me smile from ear to ear, you make me belly laugh, you make me cry the happiest of tears.  I think of my life without you and I falter. You are my whole entire world. My reason for living. While I do understand it is my job to give you wings, always know that where ever you choose to land I will be right behind you the entire way. Cheering, rooting you on or picking you up when you fall. I am always, always here for you.

My Cup Runneth Over Sweet Sweet Boys~
Love Mommy


Wednesday, May 5, 2010

An Apple A Day Is NOT working

Oh' heavens my babies.

All of them are so sick.  

Austin has a ruptured ear drum and I hear that is pretty painful.  He has been a trooper and quite frankly the only way I knew was when I saw the oozy yuckies coming out of his ear.  My sweet, sweet boy!  

Paxton has literally had a runny nose since before we left the hospital and has since gone from his nose to his throat. He is having such trouble sleeping and within the last two hours has spiked a fever of 102. I got him to sleep as of now and am waiting on a phone call from my doctor on how to proceed.  

Mason has a bad cold, but nothing that is really bad except the exhaustion that comes with a bad cold.  

Sleep around here is few and far between. I am living off massive amounts of caffeine and snuggling the heck out of my babies. Can't say I mind that part.  My to do list keeps getting longer and longer, but I  know in the end that is not what matters.  My thank you notes, Paxtons birth announcements and bills remain untouched on our counter. Gifts I desperately need to get have yet to be purchased.  The laundry is beginning to pile up again. I just got diapers today thanks to Nana. (Mason was in Paxtons size 3 diapers for the day. Amazing what you can make happen when you have to) I am trying not to panic as I watch my list grow and my energy wane as sleep goes out the window. Instead I stop, focus on those three little faces that need me and let it all go.  I am hoping those who are closest to me will understand and those who don't, well...maybe they shouldn't be that close to me.  I try to remember the nights when I was gone with Paxton that I would have given anything to be right here at home in the thick of Mommyhood.   Here I am and in truth, I love it. I love that they need me. That they won't let me out of their site.  I love that this:


seems to be all that makes my little man feel better. This horribly ugly picture my lovely husband took of me reminds me to stop and relish the little things. He won't want to sleep on my chest forever so  I must learn to let go of the stuff that can wait and enjoy these moments. Even the sick ones.

My Peeps