and just like that {seven}

Seven years ago, right about now, I had eaten a piece of preggo pizza. 

I had had a glass of rootbeer.

I was waiting.

Seven years ago, I woke up in the wee hours of the morning to broken waters that signaled your impending arrival.

I'm typically able to write with ease, the words fly out of my mind and through my fingertips.

Tonight, I find it a struggle and the words don't come as quickly as I request.

I am overcome with emotion, filled with unimaginable love and joy for all you have given me.

I only hope and pray that I have given you the same.

 I am thankful that God gave you to me and your daddy.

You are the best big brother that any sibling could ask for.

I cherish you with all that I am.

March 27, 2006, the world became a better place.

And just like that my sweet boy, you've turned seven.

May all of your hopes, wishes and dreams...

come true!

it will be here soon...{he's turning seven}

It will be here soon...

he's turning seven and I'm not quite sure how we got here. 

I know that he's the sweetest, most kind-hearted boy.

He is helpful, loving and gentle.

He tests my patience and in those moments I don't always feel like I am being the best mama to him.

Yet, he never ceases to amaze me when he tells me that I am the best mommy in the world, that I am beautiful.

At days away from seven, he has grown physically, emotionally, and spiritually.

He's found a passion in hip hop dancing and when I attempted to use it as leverage, it brought about the most amazing words he's ever spoken.

"No, Mommy! Not hip hop!"

"I dream to dance!"

I'm stopped in my tracks. True passion...I have no other words.

He's a football throwing, basketball bouncing, minecraft building, Skylander playing, hip hop dancing, tree skiiing, faith inquiring, fun-loving big brother, kind of kid.

He is my first born and he's turning seven in fourteen days.

I'd go back in a heartbeat to relive it all, patience tests and everything.

He tells me he'll hug and kiss me even when he's old...

and I know at seven years young,

he means

every

word.

It will be here soon...

and my heart is filled with love with the gift that we named,

Kieran Andrew.

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milestones {first food}

On Wednesday,

I ate food for the very first time.

This picture is rather deceiving...

because I really thought that the food was very tasty... 

so tasty,

 I ate like a champ.

 I was so very happy, what a momentous occasion...

 a true milestone!

And then...

I'd had enough.

The End.

it's going too fast...

It's going too fast...

I want it all to slow down.

Each morning he coos, beckoning me, "Come and get me, Mommy!" 

"I'm waiting to see you!"

Like his siblings when they were babies, he sees me and smiles. It's a smile so big, it would melt anyone's heart, only he melts mine that much more.

I'm his mommy and I'm filled with gratitude that he belongs to us. 

Tired...

and looking a bit melancholy, 

he takes it all in as he watches his brother and sisters play at the park. 

How did he get big enough to ride in the stroller without his infant seat?

I soak in every waking moment with him, even the tired and melancholy. 

His fuzzy hair, his baby smell, his belly giggles when I tickle him under his chin.

Life is such a miracle.

Without a shadow of a doubt, he is one that makes it worth living!

He loves unconditionally as does God, 

and so it is up to me to cherish that gift, that blessing,

and return it as fiercely as I know how.