Thursday, December 25, 2014
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
This summer we went up the canyon while everyone was camping for an afternoon. We didn't even get to go camping this summer. I tell you, we were working a lot. My mom kept C while we went for a little hike and I really like these pictures, so there.
This is Adi - who could scale this entire mountain 10X faster than all of us. We'd take a break and she'd got to the top and back down to let us know what's ahead. Strange phenonomen, that Adi is.
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and also seems like my first real day off since May - since May people! It's been a long, stressful, good, fulfilling, exciting and eventful year. I really miss writing on this blog and in general. I've been able to record more Caldwell stories and statistics in my actual journal. I'm totally that person with their kid - I think he's the cutest you get it right, I'm that mom. The truth is Chris and Caldwell have been such a happy, peaceful spot in my life this year. Right now I look forward to Sundays - the three of us spending the entire day together is just the absolute ultimate. I understand that I chose my career and when I'm at work, I enjoy the heck out of it. But I don't care who you are, being a working mom is hard. The hardest thing I've ever done, so of course I'm all about Sundays. Here are some highlights for me over the last few months.
Caldwell in his lion costume is at the top of my list of moments when I've thought my kid was the cutest damn thing in this entire world. This was back in October when he hadn't thrown his first fit - the other night he laid on the kitchen floor, arched his back and screamed and all I could think is, "that is not how my lion acts." The crazy thing is C thinks "the lion" is cute. Before bed Chris and C stand in the hall and talk about the photo's hanging on the wall. The last framed photo is of "the lion" and C wants to kiss it before bed every night. Are you freaking kidding me?
C turned one and it came and went. A lot of moms really freak out at one years old but for me it just felt really good. I did think a lot about the day he was born, and do you know having C was basically my favorite day ever -not just because we had a baby, but that day with my husband was just so special. My Chris is really funny and fun and in fact sweet as pie when you have a push a babe of your chotch. I lucked out on that one and am almost giddy at thinking that one day we might get to have a day like that again - if only I didn't have to be pregnant for 9 months again.
We took family pictures in August and I sort of hated them at first and then I decided that I really wanted to remember my family right now. So I decided that I was okay with how my hair curled that day and I would frame them and love them and I'm so glad I did.
We took these pictures in Heber when C was about 10 months and I really love the one of Chris smooching on C's cheeks. It was one of the first one's I looked at and then later that night I looked at the bigger one of C and I just got all freaked out inside about how I have a kid and not a baby. I mean I have a kid - I'm actually going to have to start teaching him how to be a good person, and make good choices and treat people with respect and how to handle stress and it just hit me hard that night. I have a kid.
We went to Nauvoo - I was working in St. Louis and my boys flew out to meet me. After I got off work on Friday afternoon we drove to Nauvoo. It was a nice trip, but long and difficult with a little guy. I'm having a hard time recording the positive of the trip, but I read the hours to the temple wrong and it closed early. Chris didn't get to go and he was ticked. On top of that, Chris got allergies from the horses and the bed we had at our hotel was like sleeping on plywood. This was my second trip to Nauvoo- maybe one day there will be a third.
2014 we moved to Woods Cross where I think we will be awhile. Chris and I both started new jobs that require a lot of good work. Chris is learning all there is to know about steel and construction and I'm become quite the expert when it comes to certain aspects of the stock market and money management. All that aside this year has been all about our family and when I look back, I might remember I had to study in a tiny office for 4 months straight for 8 to 10 hours a day to become a broker, but that won't always matter. What will matter is that C took his first steps, he only wants to eat oranges and he's enamored with Christmas lights.
This last paragraph is about how proofreading this post doesn't sound at all fun and I'd rather watch the next episode of Scandal, so there's that. Proofreading is for the birds.
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
It feels like Chris and I have been together for 20 years. I mean that in the best way possible. I don't know life without him and honestly that's my favorite thing about my life. Every year I've done a birthday post for my boy. This one is coming late, but I thought I'd share a picture from every birthday of his we've spent together, as our memories together are my favorite memories of my life.
His 2011 birthday post was overshadowed by our engagement, but I remember that evening so well. As we went after dinner to look for him an apartment that would later be "our" first place.
I realize my title just made like the three people that still read this blog, stop reading. I usually write about Caldwell's milestones and such in my journal. I've become more of a journal writer again. That being said, I think nursing has been one of the strangest, most amazing things I've done as a mom. It's also the thing I've googled the most about.
When I started nursing it was awful. I hear it is for everyone. I remember the second day I called the lactation people and told them I needed help. The sweet lady on the phone told me to give it 48 hours and then call back if I still needed help. I mean I needed serious HELP people. I used a shield the first three weeks, until one day Chris was like, "just grab it like a whooper" (for the record I've never even eaten a whooper) He spent one sitting with me and bam, my very own lactation consultant. I'd tell him to change career path, but I mean seriously who wants their husband doing THAT.
On that note, it's with a heavy heart I have to go on a business trip for the entire week next week. I am having a full fledged panic attack about this. I've known about this trip, along with one more I have to take at the end of September (Chris and Caldwell are coming to at least a portion of that one) for awhile. Before I agreed to any of this working mom stuff I knew these two trips were part of the deal, no way around it. It may sound strange I'm worried about a week away when I use to travel constantly. It's just so different now.
Therefore, with the business trip lingering in the four day future, this is it. Caldwell is no longer going to be nursing. I have gotten down to where I am only nursing him once a day. Usually in the middle of night; he is waking up like six times with this teething gig. When I run out of bottles and energy I give up and nurse. Here's the thing, now that I've stopped or slowed down so much it's making me so sick. Did anyone else get sick? This morning I had to lay on the bed and eat a banana to stop from puking. Last night I had serious labor pains. I've googled it and read that it's normal but no one (sisterville, who is basically the only person I talk to outside of work) has had anything similar. My plan is next week to just go cold turkey, while I wallow in self pity in St. Louis. Wish me luck!
I mean the whole growth thing is just amazing, look at how big he's gotten. P.S. when Caldwell was born I thought he was the most beautiful baby in the whole wide world. I mean I still believe he is/was, but seriously that one month picture - good grief what a funny looking little guy.
Sunday, August 17, 2014
When I looked at the date today I paused for a complete three and a half seconds. I can hardly believe summer is basically over. Sisterville has already bought her back to school supplies and teaching away. This summer has been so quick, so focused that there hasn't been much to write about. This past weekend for Chris's birthday we took a weekend trip to Park City, Snowbird Resort to celebrate. We literally didn't go on any other vacations this summer. We had anticipated this lack of excitement this summer and decided to deem this our "working summer" since Chris started his new job and I'm still training to become a partner.
Here is a quick photo dump of our life, along with some one liners. Caldwell brings so much happiness into our home. This last month or two he's basically stopped sleeping again and developed this little personality. He throws fits when I walk out of a room and gets the biggest grin when I arrive back. It's quite the miracle, motherhood that is, I mean who could ever anticipate being loved like that. I find myself feeling the same way when I walk into a room and see him. A mother's bond with her son is something, isn't it!
I forgot a coat, long pants, etc. Basically anything to keep warm. Who would think the mountains would be chilly in August. Duh! Total mom fail.
These two are peas in a pod. Caldwell got his dad's ability to laugh hysterically at anything. Also since Cald was born Chris has been growling and rough housing with Cald. Now Cald likes to growl if any sort of fun thing is happening.
Taking pics of Chris on his birthday is my favorite. Inside the box was a hat in which he didn't like and didn't fit. Wife fail.
When we lived in Heber I spent a lot of time exploring and hiking by myself. Something I've really missed. We also haven't went camping this summer and it's a total shame.
We rode this tram to the top of the mountain. On top of that mountain we made an absolute total commitment to learn how to ski. I can't imagine what this place looks like in the winter, covered in snow.
A little marital bliss on top of the mountain. We got to witness the kissing of the bride and all - to each his own.
A view of our hotel on the way down. We enjoyed the stay. However, everywhere we ate had horrible service and not very good food. Next time we'll seek out better dining.
Caldwell and hotel sleeping was something in itself. I loved the way the light came through the window while Chris was still asleep. Couldn't help but catch this kid in his element. I hope I never forget this moment. I think I tell myself that way too much.
We left the resort early to catch this lady before she went back to St. Johns. A moment in time for my own son to meet the finest lady out there. I've always enjoyed our time together and hope to get to St. Johns soon for Caldwell to experience that in all it's glory.
In my attempt to finish this post. I've only stopped six times, made a bottle, pulled three pieces of paper out of Cald's mouth, changed one bad diaper and lifted his bouncy chair off him twice. Mommy blogging is for the birds. Over and out!
P.S. No time to fix any errors or sentences that don't make sense, I'm hitting publish with no time to look back.