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I am a 29 year old teacher of fourth grade. My husband and I began TTC in March of 2008. We conceived our first month, but unfortunately it only ended in an early miscarriage. 8 months later we finally conceived again, and she was our take-home baby! Norah Jane was born on July 16, 2009. 7lbs 0oz 19" long and amazing. We recently had our sweet baby boy, Miles! He was born on June 12, 2013 at 3:37pm, weighing in at 8lbs 4oz, 20 inches long, and PERFECT! We are loving every minute of parenthood (even the frustrating minutes!). This blog is an attempt to chronicle the baby steps, foot steps, leaps, bounds, and milestones of this journey.

Monday, June 16, 2014

He walked!

Miles took his very first steps tonight at around 6:30pm! He did it accidentally at first.  He was mad that I wouldn't give him the pieces of the Guess Who game that Norah and I were playing, so he took two steps towards me out of frustration. :) then I put him down and used the toy as bait,  and he took 4 really great steps!  I'm so peps of him!

Physically I think he's been ready for a few weeks now,  but he didn't have the confidence yet.  But now he's done it,  and things are going to get nuts,  i'm sure!

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

My heart hurts.  I was reminded today that these are my last baby days.  The last firsts ate happening every day,  and they are happening so quickly.

I'll never experience holding my newborn again.
I'll never experience my baby learning to sit up again.
I'll never see that first smile again.
I'll never hear that first laugh again.
I'll never get the first bath experience again.

These firsts are happening at an alarming rate.  Miles is my last baby.  He will be one tomorrow.  My last first birthday.  :(

I read this blog today about dealing with the last firsts.  It offered great insight. I will definitely be sad about these firsts going away,  but the post encouraged me to look forward to the new season that is quickly approaching.  I am excited about it.  I am looking forward to Miles and Norah's relationship growing. I am looking forward to seeing them both grow into (hopefully) God-honoring people... helping others and putting others first.  I am looking forward to so many firsts that we have still to come.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014


I'm terribly sick right now. Of course I got sick the first week after school got out. In fact, it was actually the first day of summer break that I got sick. I've got a crazy sore throat. Norah and I are supposed to have a special mama/Norah day tomorrow. I really don't want to be sick.

miles is cutting a tooth right now. He gets so fussy and restless when he's got a cutetooth coming through. In fact I just had to go in there to his room and give him his bink again. poor baby. Its crazy about this post, I have written the entire thing, with the exception of a few corrections,without typing anything. I am using speak text. It is unbelievable what technology can do. I am so curious to see where it goes in the next few years. Just for the sake of chronicling it, I want to put on record that I think Google glass is one of the most terrifying pieces of technology out there. I can only imagine how many people will misuse the device. It will cause so much arms if people use it well they're driving or doing some other activity that requires their full attention.

2 Year House-Aversary!

Two years ago today, we closed on our first house! Back in April two years ago, I wrote This post. I was so nervous. I am still nervous from how that whole thing went down. We ended up having our closing pushed back from May 4th to June 4th. The loan company we used told us a lie about a piece of paperwork that would be acceptable, so that we'd sign with them. Well, when it came down to it, that piece of paperwork was NOT acceptable, and we had to wait another month to get the one we really needed. It was a very frustrating experience. To the point where I called their higher-ups and learned that our broker was a very newbie who needed more training. Wow.

But anyway, it doesn't matter now. We have owned the house for 2 years now, and I love it. I love it so much.

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Last Day of School.

Today is the last day of work for me for another 2 months. I go back around the last day of July, kids start back August 6th. I am excited for a break-- I need a break. I am excited about spending two months with Miles and Norah as well, especially the summer before Norah starts Kindergarten.

Speaking of Norah:
-Norah can read anything and everything.
-She sings her heart out when we're not looking, especially to songs from Frozen. She stomps her foot and raises her hands in the air like she's building the ice palace. It's hilarious and adorable. Oh, and do NOT call it an ice CASTLE... It's an ice PALACE according to her.
-She loves to eat. On a regular basis we have to tell her that we are not having another snack, or "we just ate!" She loves snacking... just like me. :)
-She still loves her brother. I'm sure the novelty will wear off when he starts being able to talk, walk, and run, but she still treats him like he hung the moon. She loves him. She tries to make him laugh everyday, she brings him toys, plays with him all of the time, sings him songs, etc. She's such an incredible big sister. I love her so, so, so much.
-Since she is starting Kindergarten in the fall, we are going to go on a special Mama-Norah day on Thursday of this week. I am so excited about it, and so is she. She's been planning it for days, and I've written her notes reminding her of it and hiding it in her blankets that she takes to school. I love that I can write her a note and that she can read it all. :)

Miles is now 11 1/2 months old! He will be 1 in 9 days... I can't believe how fast the time has gone. It's crazy to think of how BIG I was at this time last year.
-He took ONE step yesterday (twice!). He is standing on his own at times, but he certainly isn't walking. He will right after his first birthday, I think. I'm still in no rush for it. He'll do it, and until then, I'll just watch his cute little chubby self crawl across the floor.
-Speaking of chubby self, I would estimate that he is just over 23lbs. I will know for sure on the 13th, but he is a hefty little sack of potatoes!
-He loves to eat! When we first started feeding him solids, he had the WORST gag reflex. He threw up if anything was more textured than yogurt. It was awful. Now, though, he eats everything he can get his hands on. His favorites are pasta, mandarin oranges, yogurt, beans, corn, and sweets. He really will eat just about everything.
-He is very close to talking. He doesn't say any real words yet (besides mama and daddy), which is so opposite from Norah, but he thinks he's saying "dog" and "ball" on the regular.
-He waves only when he wants to. You can't make this child do anything.
-He LOVES to clap! Clapping is his favorite, and he'll do it all day long.
-Some of his favorite toys are:
-Balls! He LOVES balls. He picks them up, raises them over his head, and throws them as far as he can. Then he chases after them and does it all over again.
-anything that makes noise. Daniel and I seem to think that he will be musical. He can do a beat with a tambourine or a drum with no problem. He loves to play with Daniel's guitar. He is mesmerized by people playing musical instruments. It's wonderful.

That's all for now. I'm super busy planning Miles' 1st birthday party, which is in 11 short days!

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

I have reasons for not blogging.

Sheesh-- February was not my month to update. I do have an excuse though--two of them, actually. Both of my grandmas died within four days of each other. :(

It was so sad. My grandma that lives in Augusta, GA was doing fine, just had a few issues from her COPD (she had not picked up a cigarette in 28 years!That shows you the long-term effects of smoking). Well, all of the sudden, I got a phone call at my school that said, "Gram is dying. She won't make it through the night. You need to come now." So, I got both of the kids, left Daniel in Nashville since he had work stuff he had to tend to, and my sister and I drove down to the Augusta hospital as fast as we could-- should have taken us 6 hours. We had a few setbacks. First, Miles had some kind of nasty little cold, and he ended up throwing up so hard over and over and over in his carseat from all of the mucous. Of course it was right after he had a bottle, and of course it was while we were driving on the interstate. Ugh. It was such a disgusting mess. We pulled over on the side of the road because there were NO exits for at least another 7 miles. I got him cleaned up and changed, and I got his carseat cleaned up as best I could for the moment. It ended up needing to go through the wash twice before the smell was out. Later on, we stopped to get coffee, and then my sister accidentally got on the wrong interstate, which caused us to go 20 miles in the wrong direction. Ugh. Then, about an hour from our destination, Norah said that she had to poop, so we had to stop for that too. So six hours ended up taking 8.

Around the 10:30 mark, we got the call. We were 26 minutes away from the hospital-- 26 minutes too late. Gram was gone. :(

I was in a bit of shock and disbelief. I was so sad, and so mad that we were so close to saying goodbye, and that we missed it. We ended up dropping the kids off at the hotel with my sister and her husband, and we drove to the hospital anyway to have some closure since there wouldn't be a funeral (she requested that there not be one). No one told us though, that she'd still be laying there, in the bed, dead.

It too me aback and I broke down. Ugly cry breaking down. I wanted so badly to say goodbye to her. I have some incredible memories of her, and with her. :(

So then we stayed overnight in Augusta and since we were only 2 hours from my parent's house in South Carolina, we decided to drive over there for the weekend instead of going right back up to Nashville. I had 4 days of bereavement leave, so I figured I should take some time off to process all of this. We hung out with my parents for a few days. They had been in Massachusettes visiting my very ill grandmother (Grammy) for the past week. She was 91, and was on her last leg. We knew it wouldn't be long for her, but the doctors said that she could have a week, or she could have 3 months-- it was up in the air. After staying with my family for a few days, Jamie and I got all packed up to head back to Nashville on Tuesday morning. When I woke up and went downstairs, my dad was still there. I said, "Daddy, why aren't you at work?" As soon as I asked the question, I knew what he was going to say. "Grammy died this morning. I just got the phone call." :( It was a punch in the gut. My dad was closer to his mother than I had ever seen anyone be. He not only loved her, he took care of her, from hundreds of miles away. He adored her, and she adored him. I gave my dad a huge hug. It was all so sad.

Now, at that moment, I was grandparentless. My grandfather on my dad's side died when I was 3 months old, and my grandfather (Pop) on my mom's side died 5 years ago.

So, I called work, got everything straightened out. The kids and I would be staying in SC, fly to Boston on Wednesday to avoid the horrible winter storm coming through, while Jamie went back to Nashville and worked a few more days, then she would fly from Nashville to Boston. Then, after the funeral, Jamie, me, and the kids would fly from Boston back to Nashville. Whew. It was a whirlwind.

I don't really want to go into the whole trip itself. Nothing too exciting, honestly. I did get us upgraded to the biggest suite in the whole hotel at one point, but other than that, it was all just sad. I did speak at the funeral about how Grammy's legacy was going to keep going and going and going, and that's how she always wanted it. There are 26 people between her kids, grandkids, and great grandkids. She would always say, "That was me! It's all because of me! I did this!" Yes you did, Grammy. You did this, and I could not thank you enough for it.

The trip home was worrisome because of the cancellations and delays because of the insane amount of blizzards and storms throughout the Northeast. It took my parents two extra days to get home because of how often their planes were cancelled. We were all exhausted by the time we got home (although Miles and Norah did AMAZINGLY on the plane rides-- holy crap, I couldn't have asked for better babies on ALL of the flights). I had to work the next morning-- I also had to give a presentation to a whole bunch of teachers for an hour. It was good to get my mind off of everything that had just happened.

Two grandmothers in four days. :( I miss them, and I wish I could pick up the phone and hear their voices once more.

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Miles at 7 1/2 Months! And, Norah can read!

Since I'm no good at doing the monthly updates on my babies, I figure I'll just do them here and there and be proud that I can even remember to do that! So, here's a bit about Miles at 7 1/2 months.

  • Miles just said "dada" for the first time yesterday. Now, obviously this is not meant in context, but of course Daniel thinks it is! NOT his first word!! He's been saying "babababababa" for a while now, but this was the first time he said something different. 
  • He's beginning to get on all fours and rock. That means crawling is in our near future. Sigh... that's not my favorite phase, but I do still enjoy seeing them be able to get to where they want to go finally. Miles is SO active-- he always wants to move and go, but he can't quite figure it out yet. I have a feeling that once he gets going, he's going to be gone! 
  • Miles is just starting to pull up on things. I can't believe how quickly all of this is going. Norah didn't pull up until 9 months, and now Miles is about to conquer it. We've got to drop his mattress!
  • He LOVES his sister still, and Norah absolutely adores him. They giggle together, play together, and Norah could not possibly be a bigger help to me than she is. She amazes me every day-- I love her so much.
  • He's doing well with the formula transition. I can't believe it's been a month since I quit. It was a VERY difficult two-three weeks physically and emotionally, but in the end, I'm glad I did it. I'm a much happier person now that I'm not in constant pain. The cost isn't terrible either. It costs us about $25 every week and a half for formula (thanks Target brand!). We still get the sensitive kind, and Miles seems to be tolerating it just fine! 
  • He loves making noise. Anything he can hit against something is perfect for him! 
  • He still loves his jumperoo-- he will only tolerate it for about 7 minutes, tops, but still, he loves it. 
  • Sleep-wise still sucks. Up until two days ago, he was still waking up 7-10 times a night. Never to eat, just to see us and get his bink. A few times he would be up for an hour straight in the middle of the night. It was miserable, but we've been through that several times since he's been born. Right now he wakes 1-2 times a night. As I said in my last post, I know I need to sleep train, but I really just can't yet. I will soon, though. He does take one bigger nap (1.5 hours usually) and one smaller nap (~45 min) during the day. 
  • He's heavy! He's 21lbs at least. I have myself a BIG boy!
  • He eats 6oz of formula every 3 hours or so during the daytime. We've got it right at about 28-30oz a day. 
  • He's amazing. His laughs and smiles melt my heart. He's still a cuddle bug, but also wants to get away now that he knows it's possible to stand up on things. 
  • He LOVES being "tossed" up in the air by Daniel. I'm talking an inch to 2 inches at most. He squeals with delight when Daniel does it. 

So that's about all I can think about to write right now about him. I did want to mention something about Norah though. First off, she's still as beautiful and wonderful as can be, but also, SHE CAN READ!! She is JUST 4 1/2 years old, and of course, not in Kindergarten yet. She's been really, truly reading for about 3-4 weeks now, and each time it gets better and better. I'm not talking about just reading words that she memorized, I mean real reading! Of course she still struggles with words, but she's getting better every day. She read me an entire book last night, just missing the word, "Bethlehem". I'm so proud of her! Today she read "Play here. Play the lottery here today!" at Publix. Lol. She's wonderful. I love her so much.