i woke up early this morning in amazement. he slept through the night!! oh i was so excited. a whole new life ahead of me. or so i thought.

turns out jeff woke me in the middle of the night and asked if i wanted him to give the baby a bottle. in my oblivion, i apparently said yes.

do i love my husband? you betcha.
am i terribly, miserably bummed? totally. 😉

tell me you don't want to sink your teeth into those inner thighs!

i love the creases, rolls, elastic-band wrists, droopy jowls…

the chub is coming. yum.

pacifiers (or better known as binkies) are a hot commodity around these parts. there are no fewer than five on the premises at all times. and when we leave home, there must always be a binky on back up duty, just in case.

i have a love/hate relationship with them.

i love: when i'm not quite ready to wake up, i pop the "plastic peace giver" in for another good 15 minutes of shut eye.

i hate: when i'm scrambling to find it in the middle of the night deliriously thinking where is the binky? where is that blasted binky?!!

everyone here knows how important the binky is. the older ones love to help with it.
but every once in a while the linkster knows how to get a rise out of me. he steals it and takes off running. i suppose he knows he will get chased and tackled.
what more could a boy want? 🙂

came back and re-read this post and decided to edit it a little 😉

when we first got married, i often wondered how i would know when our family was complete. after our first child was born i was told that the choice may no longer be mine. with the surrounding complications, i would have to depend upon my body to dictate its own capabilities. it was unsettling to be sure. i didn't want to accept those limitations. i wanted to be a mother–to more.

it was a difficult time for me. i heard many things from many doctors. but one doctor in particular that i respected told me, "have your family. you will be fine." he knew my concerns and he offered his advice. it resonated with me.

i would know.
since then i have been blessed spiritually to know each time my body was able once again.
and also when its work was complete.

i have loved this baby project for different reasons. one of those being the chance to soak up the gift of motherhood, new life, and enjoy the little things that happen each day. i am savoring these moments that will not be mine again. now i can look back at them and remember…remember that my body has given what it can.
for that, i am so grateful.

edited: thank you all! about the apron: you can find it here epicurean style and here etsy. i love it!

(the arizona heat can really do things to you)

we both have had a serious stomach ache lately. poor guy.
could it be my over consumption of chocolate this week? the chocolate cupcakes. the spoonfuls of frosting. the m&m's. the bag of chips ahoy…
oh geez. the truth hurts.

see that picture up in the banner on the far right? i love it. unfortunately the little man is missing.
here's my updated version!