Stuff kids say. . .

So Nathan is quite the talker.  And I mean non-stop talking.  All the time.  Did you hear me?  ALL the time, people!

We get in the car. . . "Did you see the birds, mommy?"  "What does the birds do."  "There's a red light mommy.   Mommy, that means stop.  Now, go mommy, go!"  "Can we listen to music?  I like to go to the store."   (Imagine a play by play of a football game on the radio, and that's my kid)  He's my little play by play sidekick in life, except I can't just hit an "off" button to get a moment of silence in the car.

Since the birth of my youngest, we have traveled to Michigan, Birmingham, Wisconsin, Chicago, Birmingham, Kentucky, Birmingham, Tennessee, Birmingham.  We've been in the car a lot.  So you can imagine my brain at the end of these trips.  Especially with a play by play for 12 hours at a time with no nap. 

Thank goodness he is so darn cute!

And as for Noah, thank goodness he is the happiest baby alive.

Well, that is until we put him in a car seat.  Then it's all downhill from there. . .  


So between the constant talking and crying we have one noisy and lively car.  If you'd like to ever ride in the car with us. . . you were warned. ha! 


And on a side note,  I posted a year ago about having boxes left to unpack in our new house. Yeah, they are still there.  In the same spot.  Unpacked.  And that my friends is how I roll.

I am horrible!

Okay, I realize this post has been a long time coming. But oh goodness the catching up I need to do. 

Life has been extremely busy!  (And for good reason)

We welcomed our second little boy, Noah Bryce on April 12th.  He weighed in at 7lbs 7oz and 20 inches long.  I can't believe how much our lives have changed in a short two months.  He is the happiest baby!  WE are so incredibly blessed! 

Since Noah's arrival, we have traveled to Wisconsin, Michigan, Kentucky and last week Tennessee.  Wowzers.  And Noah hates his car seat.  Good times! 

Now, give me a day or so to collect my blogging thoughts and I'll be back.  I promise!  No really. . . .

Oh the dreams

There is nothing I want more in the world than to be a stay at home mommy. Nothing!  I can't tell you how much I hate leaving the Butterbean for work.  I hate when he spends the weekends away from us so we can work. I feel like I miss out on so much of his life and it completely breaks my heart!

This past weekend  The Mr. had drill in Montgomery, I had to work, and the Butterbean spent the weekend at his grandparents house.  I know he was having a great time!  But when you come home to a completely empty house, no mommy duties, no kisses goodnight, nothing. . . well it's really hard.  I cried.  (It may be the pregnancy hormones)  But I realized how much I wanted to have a normal family life.  One where The Mr. isn't missing on the weekends, where we can do family activities on the weekends, go to church every Sunday as a family, or go visit family on the weekends. 

How could you leave a face like this:

And I can't believe I'll have to leave two precious little faces very soon.   I am so heartbroken.

Haps

Goodness, I really am the world's worst blogger right now!  But here's a rundown of what we've been up to,
- The Butterbean turned three!  (I'm having heart palpitations typing this right now)
- Planned the Butterbean's third birthday.  (Success)
-Still trying to get my house in order (Will it ever end?)
- Worked on my new blogsite for my photography.  You can visit it here.  I update it frequently with my latest sessions.
-Got the flu/worst cold known to mankind.  (Thanks to the sweetest three year old around.)
-Could't take any medicine for it, because we have a jellybean on the way.  (Yup, it's true! Sick with morning sickness and a
   cold.  Yay!)

Hoping to get back into a regularly blogging schedule soon!

My husband snores

My husband snores.  Sometimes a little, sometimes a lot. In this post, I am going to share my "save your sanity because you love the guy and don't want to strangle him" tips.  :)

Most nights, we race to bed to see who can get there first mainly because, if I get there first, I can fall asleep with out listening to the snoring.  If he gets there first, the bed isn't hot.

(The Mr. claims I catch on fire at night.  Who knew?)


So here is my routine, if in fact he gets in the bed before me and passes out into a deep slumber. 

Step 1.  Generally speaking, after walking into the room and finding your sleeping husband vibrating your eardrums, gently slip into bed with such ease as not to wake him but with a tiny little bounce. 

If this doesn't get him to turn over and stop snoring, go to step 2.

Step 2.  Try tossing and turning.  Now don't go jumping around in the bed, but do turn from one side to the other.  Chances are he'll wake up ever so slightly to turn the opposite direction as you and stop snoring.

Didn't work?  Go to step 3.

Step 3.  This time toss and turn with more force than previous attempts, but take a bit of the covers with you.  By gently tugging the sheets, he may startle and turn over to his side. 

No success?  Commence step 4.

Step 4.  Wiggle around like a fish.  He may wake up and think you are having a seizure, so when you accidentally kick him awake he'll feel sorry for you.  (Desperate times call for desperate measures)

Still no luck, call the cops, it's time for step 5.

Step 5.  Shake him.  Shake him. Shake him.  Tell him to wake up and stop snoring or turn over! 

Step 5 is sure to work, but it does have concequences.  In fact, he is sure to be upset that you woke him over snoring, because he is 100 percent sure he doesn't snore. 

You could do all 5 steps.  Each one an increased level of desperation to catch some zzzzz's.  But lets face it,
you could just go to Target, buy some ear plugs, go to Ashley Furniture, get a King size bed and call it a day.  Both parties will be happier with the King size bed anyway.

But under no circumstances, I REPEAT, under NO circumstances should you ever ever ever take the palms of your hands, place them on either side of your snoring husbands head, and manually turn his head to the side to get him to stop snoring.    He may just wake up and think you are trying to kill him by snapping his neck. 


Don't ask me how I know that. . .

I know what you are thinking. . .

I know, I know. Terrible blogger of the year award goes to. . .  (enter my name here).  ::le sigh::

So a lot has changed around these here parts!  Seriously.  The biggest thing being that we moved!!!  Same town, but different house and much more room (and closet space).  The closets were the biggest selling feature for me.  Especially when you have a master closet that you, your husband, and two year old can lay down and do carpet angels on and not hit each other.  Not that we would EVER do that or anything.  Theoretically speaking of course.

::Ahem::

Since we've moved, we have been learning about our new neighborhood and the ways of life over here.  In the past month since we've moved in we've :

• unpacked 75 boxes, (still have about 15 more left),
• added gutters to the house,
• bought new living room furniture,
• figured how to get a herd of 15 deer to stop eating your plants, (that one was fun)
• went to war with the mass amount of spiders in our yard claimed an early victory only for the mammoth of all spiders to show up on our back porch yesterday,
• explained to the Butterbean what cicadas are that they will not eat you and yes they are loud,
• had a window crack due to new home construction settling,
• have a backyard that flooded (hoping the builders will fix that too)
• got a cat.
• got rid of cat.  (yep, I'm allergic)
• began working on setting up my home studio/office! :)

We put our home on the market in April. It sold in a month! And we moved at the end of June. So crazy considering the way the market is right now. But we are so blessed. :)  Can't wait to begin decorating each room and showing some before and afters!  Should be fun stuff. 

I promise not to disappear for another 4 or 5 months again.  And to make up for it I'll leave you with a picture.

Irony?  Quite possibly.

I love my job!

Don't get me wrong, I love my nursing job. . . .
 
But the whole photography thing, I think I love even more.  Here's why:

I get to photograph cuties like this all day!!!!!  I couldn't resist sharing these pictures, they are two of my favorites from a recent session and make me smile.  I just love the opportunity to photograph such precious little ones. 

At each newborn session, I marvel at how God placed every tiny little eyelash, little toe, little finger, every little fleck of that flaky newborn skin in it's place, and lets not forget those little newborn wrinkles.  Perfect tiny miracles.  The Lord is simply amazing.  And I am in awe of all of His tiny creations.