tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59007927998006660682024-03-12T20:06:14.414-05:00PS HappeningsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger74125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-11763411264689066922012-06-05T14:58:00.002-05:002012-06-05T14:58:30.906-05:00Schools out for summer...Music to my hears! Unless you are a teacher, parent or student you have no idea how powerful a statement that is! There were a few tears shed on the last day, I'm not going to lie. I will really miss this class. We had a lot of fun together. I needed them just as much as they needed me. Going from being a wife and a teacher to a wife, teacher and mother in a matter of weeks is a huge transition. Thankfully, my students didn't skip a beat! They let me talk about Witt all day and tell stories. They humored me and let me show pictures and ohh and ahh over him...daily. It made for a really great growing year!<br />
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It is officially day 2 of summer vacation and we are already soaking up sun, cleaning (well, I am) and enjoying a lot of relaxation!I am so looking forward to summer and spending it with our family of three! Wow! That still sounds weird. We are looking forward to exposing Witt to all sorts of summer memories, none that he will remember but pictures speak volumes! His summer started with his first trip to the pool...he LOVED it!<br />
I leave you with a photo of his pooltime...how cute it he!<br />
Happy Summer Friends!<br />
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Mother's Day 2012...every year on Mother's Day I always call my mom and tell her that I am so lucky to have her as a mom. Not only is she my mom but my best friend, she is the perfect balance of both. She usually responds with "No Honey, I AM the lucky one who gets to be your Mom." That never really resonated with me until now. I'm the lucky one who gets to be Witt's mom! I have <b>NEVER</b> done anything in my life that has made me more proud or more in love. Motherhood is hands down the best gift I have ever been given! Thank you to my amazing husband who is also the best father and to my son, Ian Withington, for making me feel like a queen, everyday! Thank you Witt, love Mommy!<br />
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To top off Mother's Day (as if it needed anything else), we had the privilege of participating in our church's baby/parent dedication. The pastor prayed for each child individually and for the parents. Parenting is hard and prayers are always appreciated. We feel very blessed that God has entrusted us with this little life.<br />
Witt, we promise that we will do everything, with God's help to always love, honor and protect you, bringing you up in a Godly home with Christ as the center! This is our mission...<br />
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Are we really here...posting about 8 months?<br />
SO much has happened in such a short amount of time. After church a few weeks ago we headed to lunch. Neither of us felt like dealing with the huge, bulky, heavy carseat so we opted to try a high chair. Witt loved it! He wanted to grab, touch and play with whatever he could possibly reach. I have never met a child that moves so much but doesn't go anywhere!<br />
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He loves to pull himself up when we grab his hands. He is starting to look at his crib and I'm sure thinking, "There has to be a way out?"<br />
We have enjoyed some great photographic moments! A major milestone for 9 months (that's right we are a head of the curve) is clapping...he does this all the time and laughs while doing it! It is quite possibly the cutest thing, (I say that about everything).<br />
Little man is growing fast and I am loving all the amazing things that he is doing but I do wish time would slow down just a little.<br />
Here are the monthly onseie photos and a highchair one thrown in. There will be an additional blog post soon about last weeks Baby Dedication at church, don't hold your breath but look for it!<br />
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Until next time.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-41975249890355768102012-04-20T17:29:00.000-05:002012-04-20T17:29:12.843-05:007 months...I'm not really sure how to start this post...I have a 7 month old. Is that even possible? I can't even remember my life before we had Witt. He has brought us so much joy that there are no words to adequately express it.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhuoZ7mVMB_fOYCUv8KjJsHPT5Sa27Dh8FlgyC7C0F3R0ecGOydCXMIjRsL2YCBP-qteTmc60IxtkbJmU-MZiJesK9tU8i4lUUdTznEvmlKQIG-vmGaUb192MUP6c7TlOewcixK_5BZuW1/s1600/IMG_1176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhuoZ7mVMB_fOYCUv8KjJsHPT5Sa27Dh8FlgyC7C0F3R0ecGOydCXMIjRsL2YCBP-qteTmc60IxtkbJmU-MZiJesK9tU8i4lUUdTznEvmlKQIG-vmGaUb192MUP6c7TlOewcixK_5BZuW1/s320/IMG_1176.jpg" width="239" /></a>I read a Facebook post from a blog that mentioned how we live in a society of "just waits" when it comes to parenting. It went on to say that parents of teenagers are notorious for saying "just wait until your teenager does_____fill in the blank". Really? I look at it as more of an I can't wait to see what joy Witt will bring us! I know that parenting has its ups and downs and challenges, but we knew that going into this. I can't wait to see those challenges, hardships and stresses. I can't wait to see the joys, triumphs and accomplishments. I consider parenting a joy and a blessing. Something that should not be taken lightly or joked about. Don't get me wrong, I am not naive in thinking that it will always be peachy, I don't have rose colored glasses. But there is joy in everything...just wait! :)<br />
I leave you with some 7 month photos of little man.<br />
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There are also a few 6 month onesie photos...we are calling him our little bobble head with his gigantic head! Love it! I love every second of being a mom! Happy Spring friends!<br />
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6 months stats...we have a "little man" on our hands...the curve caught him, he is in the 10th percentile for weight, 16th for height and then there is that head! 67th percentile...but Mom already new that from day one!<br />
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Well it appears I am way behind on blogging considering little man will be 6 months on Friday! That is ok, I will just relive 5 months. I'm not really a fan of him getting older anyway!<br />
I think 5 months has been my favorite so far. Doesn't every new mom say that about EVERY month!? Surely I am no different, except of course my son IS the cutest!<br />
Here are some 5 month milestones...some that are just happening this past week or two...<br />
The doctor had mentioned that when he could sit for 5-10 seconds (what is that really) that he could start eating solid foods, i.e. <span style="color: #0b5394;">cereal</span>. We waited until about 5 months and started with a bowl. I really thought he would spit it out...I can't make it or feed it to him fast enough! He is devouring it nightly!<br />
I was in the other room and Patrick yelled come in here. So I grab my phone (because every mom grabs her phone to document every waking moment of their child's life) and ran to Witt's room. I got there just in time to see him on his side and witness the first ever <span style="color: #0b5394;">ROLL over</span>! It has only happened one other time since then but we will take it! According to the doctor that was a four month milestone. It's ok, Witt can grow up a little slower!<br />
We are <span style="color: #0b5394;">sitting up</span>! At first a little wobbly. I had him on our bed, nice soft, plushy mattress, you know great for sitting up on! Awesome for balance! Well, he has concurred that and is now sitting on his own every chance he gets! He can even sit on my lap with very little support! We still hate tummy time but try really hard to push up, then we get tired and realize that if we cry hard enough mom is a sucker and will pick me up!<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCzbtzy-zX2FuKb8UdHUj0Xokdg16PTDCAAWOAMs9pZdO6PGsMRZ2OfRvfJWfNHdfS2ZvngyzYtZ8POYO2QqI9fWfQVwtyu_-NZ7V7oWB21FnjbeLGSbyNmHwmf6DvxZgmR1imw7b97GQW/s1600/IMG_1031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCzbtzy-zX2FuKb8UdHUj0Xokdg16PTDCAAWOAMs9pZdO6PGsMRZ2OfRvfJWfNHdfS2ZvngyzYtZ8POYO2QqI9fWfQVwtyu_-NZ7V7oWB21FnjbeLGSbyNmHwmf6DvxZgmR1imw7b97GQW/s320/IMG_1031.JPG" width="239" /></a>Our little man is getting so big! Makes me a little teary eyed! Our life is so much more than we ever imagined it would be! The never ending cold, possible RSV, cough, wakeful nights, fussy evenings, perfect smiles and endless laughs make it ours...we love every minute!<br />
Thanks for sharing in our lives! A six month update will come soon...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-5830074178685374882012-01-29T08:21:00.001-06:002012-01-29T08:23:39.552-06:004 months...I'm a little late in posting but where has time gone! I knew he would grow up fast but this is becoming a little ridiculous! Why can't the school year seem to go this quickly?<br />
Here are a few of the milestones and things he has done so far at four months...<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoTLhKzTsrVba6-dNFhrr_QQvJpkI3f510Bu1LN85XvLLiQ8M8RMMYNWDUjgEk38FZJuZie6q1xQuDwqJz7qK3-lB4I5bOZWCHXL1Aw-qbMOND3UsAaKVvVsP3o9o36rmB4M4Vd9g0ezd5/s1600/IMG_0969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoTLhKzTsrVba6-dNFhrr_QQvJpkI3f510Bu1LN85XvLLiQ8M8RMMYNWDUjgEk38FZJuZie6q1xQuDwqJz7qK3-lB4I5bOZWCHXL1Aw-qbMOND3UsAaKVvVsP3o9o36rmB4M4Vd9g0ezd5/s320/IMG_0969.JPG" width="239" /></a>He<span style="color: #0b5394;"> babbles</span> a lot, making all sorts of adorable sounds! This is usually followed by some <span style="color: #0b5394;">squealing</span>! The<span style="color: #0b5394;"> </span><span style="color: #0b5394;">laughter</span> is becoming more and more frequent and he laughs at us and the world around him! He is supposed to be rolling over but that is not really happening. He HATES tummy time! I keep thinking that he will roll over to get off of his tummy but no such luck! He rolls over but we have to help him, a lot! He <span style="color: #0b5394;">bounces</span> in his jumper, his feet almost touch the floor! It appears that the curve has caught him in his height. At two months he was in the 94 percentile for height, now he is in the 54%...much more likely considering his parents!<br />
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This month has been full of exciting moments! Flying to Chicago for Christmas was certainly an adventure. I was really planning for the worst, the screaming baby the whole way people staring at us kind of day. This was not the case! Witt was perfect!! A few small moments of fussiness and that was it! When we landed back in Dallas the man in front of us asked, "how long has that baby been on the plane?" We were so proud!<br />
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He smiles all the time!<br />
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He laughed and coo's at things! <br />
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He is learning cause and effect...this means mom & dad have to let him cry it out sometimes! <br />
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He's had his first cold...Christmas week-awesome.<br />
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He is a champ flier! First flight to Chicago could not have been smoother! <br />
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We love this little boy more and more everyday! <div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq8k4MwPlyx07Z4kiFbIq4gu_GvnbAz3lrD-SgcZnNtc8EgYBkQ9EJSHBuJ9L4E2VBsNqfFzkn-5hDfpN3PWqq-PuJ0zfIgMtvXts11sVQPtlu2XHbOVt04aZWX9gSfBHLTXQBKQrGVzVa/s640/blogger-image-1705359662.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq8k4MwPlyx07Z4kiFbIq4gu_GvnbAz3lrD-SgcZnNtc8EgYBkQ9EJSHBuJ9L4E2VBsNqfFzkn-5hDfpN3PWqq-PuJ0zfIgMtvXts11sVQPtlu2XHbOVt04aZWX9gSfBHLTXQBKQrGVzVa/s640/blogger-image-1705359662.jpg" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-52110331760376425352011-12-08T17:41:00.000-06:002011-12-08T17:41:19.221-06:00Back to work...For those of you who have been keeping up with me, you know that I went back to work last week after being on maternity leave. I knew it would be hard but this was excruciating! I couldn't even take Witt to daycare so Patrick had to drop him off. I cried the whole way to work (all 7 minutes of my commute) and continued most of the morning. It was so bad and I was so hysterical at work that a teammate took my class so I could have an extra half hour to get control! I survived day 1 only with the help of my incredible supportive team.<br />
Day 2 was not much better although the tears stopped long enough for me to get through teaching. We are now at the end of week 2 and I finally feel in a groove but I still get teary every morning when I hug my little one good bye. I still don't go into daycare. I have made it to the parking lot but Patrick walks him in. Baby steps right?<br />
As soon as this starts feeling like my new normal we will be on Christmas break and then I can hit repeat all over again in January! This is my life, and I wouldn't change it for anything in the world, well... maybe for being able to stay home! Until next time bloggers!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-35365427660117440112011-11-21T17:57:00.001-06:002011-11-21T18:01:04.007-06:00A new addiction...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Warning</b>...addictive websites are referenced in this blog post...</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I feel it is unfair not to share with you two of my new favorite addictions...most of you have heard of <a href="http://www.pinterest.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Pinterest</span></a>. I am completely addicted to it! It is like an online magazine/design book/catalogue. A way to house all your ideas, interests and things that you like! There are pin boards for everything from organization (great for my secret hidden OCD), to photography, to cooking (I have a new found love affair with my crockpot), and clothing (great for the fashion challenged person such as myself) and everything in between! I could spend hours "pinning"! If you have not checked it out, I recommend it! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">For those of you who know about Pinterest here is another site for you...<a href="http://www.houzz.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Houzz</span></a>! This is like Pinterest but it is all about the house! You can search through thousands of photos from the laundry room to the closets! There are even links to where you can buy the items. Someday I will use this site to design our home, right now there are great ideas for decorating and dreaming! </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">AS if you are not addicted enough to these sites there are apps for both! It is a sick, sick game! I had to force myself away from pinning so that I could blog about it! If I'm going down I'm taking all five of you with me!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">What did I do before pinning? </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Happy Pinning! </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-67881866378322522272011-11-17T15:38:00.000-06:002011-11-17T20:42:16.010-06:00Two months...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu0H1hnbVIvmbrzuAwgpjf5CKdESw8mnQYHyiNkgcWm5_ceZpu7N56sbACoGttk2ZypVsdaCIuuH1OkMbymWJjyPWRS_QcyIEDRavUqzLni73tWhGhHUIK-ujnrVjz5VVXwRzFNjNUCGGl/s1600/IMG_0823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu0H1hnbVIvmbrzuAwgpjf5CKdESw8mnQYHyiNkgcWm5_ceZpu7N56sbACoGttk2ZypVsdaCIuuH1OkMbymWJjyPWRS_QcyIEDRavUqzLni73tWhGhHUIK-ujnrVjz5VVXwRzFNjNUCGGl/s320/IMG_0823.jpg" width="239" /></a></div>Wow! I can't believe how time flies! It seems like just yesterday we were checking into the hospital and waiting for Witt (for hours)...now he's here and two months old! <br />
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We went to the doctor yesterday... Someone should really medicate the mom before shots! Are you kidding me? I don't think I will ever get the imagine of my son crying so hard he can't breath out of my mind! Let's just rip my heart out, that's what it felt like! Dad is going with me next time and I will be medicated!<br />
We both managed to survive...minus a few less hours of sleep. Little man is growing perfectly...almost 12 pounds and 90th percentile for height! Seriously...my child! Perfect bill of health!<br />
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I thought I would take a minute to write down a few of Witt's milestones at two months...<br />
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He smiles and laughs...this is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">THE</span> cutest thing ever!<br />
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He coos...almost as cute as the smiling!<br />
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He holds his head up for a few seconds...he thinks he has control (so do we) and then he promptly smashes his head into my neck narrowly missing the earrings (something I probably should not wear)!<br />
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He responds to stimuli (that sounds like a science experiment).<br />
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He LOVES the bouncy seat!<br />
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And...drumroll please...<br />
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I know that God has a plan for us and me working...I just hope it involves a smooth transition. Witt will be fine at daycare...it's his mama I'm worried about! Pray I make it through this without too many tears. I'll update you later on how it goes!<br />
In the meantime, I'm trying to savor each moment that I have with Witt...yesterday he fell asleep in my arms and I didn't move! How am I going to leave this face every morning? :(<br />
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Witt got to meet his grandfather (better known as Big Daddy) this weekend! You read the title correctly, Big Daddy is what my father would like to be called...not grandpa, grandfather, papa, nope Big Daddy. In the months leading up to Witt's birth we talked about what "grandparent" names my parents wanted. We discussed several options...Big Daddy was not one of them. However, it is growing on me, not sure what it will sound like when Witt is 15, but we'll figure that out later!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEyyxJeLnqdKbryWCCP5uiMy4qUkVcwOInT16lwOR1fF3todaseJ3V40qDfsdUqUzeibIj7Y36oP3zwwH20lc2epRFUXBG7ITA7n3pJG8svlaOUja3dJZ0CxygmmrUf9rz_1xhnkfuqE23/s1600/DSC_2070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEyyxJeLnqdKbryWCCP5uiMy4qUkVcwOInT16lwOR1fF3todaseJ3V40qDfsdUqUzeibIj7Y36oP3zwwH20lc2epRFUXBG7ITA7n3pJG8svlaOUja3dJZ0CxygmmrUf9rz_1xhnkfuqE23/s320/DSC_2070.jpg" width="212" /></a></div>I saw a side of my dad this weekend that I have never seen. The way that he immediately fell in love with Witt the minute he saw him in the car at the airport was so magical. It was as if he became another person. I blogged earlier about how the second Witt was born I felt like I transformed into a mom. I think that is what happened to my dad. He became so enamored that he couldn't take his eyes off him...the look in his eyes was even different. I even heard some "baby talk" (define that how you would like) throughout the course of the weekend. It was so sweet to see them interact. I love my dad and even though I give him a hard time and he gives me it right back, we are a great pair and I know that Witt is more than lucky to have Dad, Big Daddy, in his life! Thanks Dad for being not only a great father but a great grandfather too!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-2086438473529707312011-10-31T19:50:00.000-05:002011-10-31T19:50:18.342-05:00Happy Halloween & a little fall fun...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs5LNxwW7gTW6YieOJ4QOt8p6WcAlsChvd3ejurD8E_vj5MEkj7t1HgaIwRw3N0Ti8x5PLlwrV_yheFNLnkvmcNrrD9VXTBgCuBwBhrawhDxrS1J8cCtcf5EsIlkUl6m4Y0sLIUi9ADIab/s1600/DSC_4054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs5LNxwW7gTW6YieOJ4QOt8p6WcAlsChvd3ejurD8E_vj5MEkj7t1HgaIwRw3N0Ti8x5PLlwrV_yheFNLnkvmcNrrD9VXTBgCuBwBhrawhDxrS1J8cCtcf5EsIlkUl6m4Y0sLIUi9ADIab/s320/DSC_4054.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>I dropped the ball on a costume this year...I have been a bit preoccupied! Witt would probably not wear it and since it is a balmy 74 degrees here probably a little warm for a pumpkin or dragon or fireman. I have great ideas for next year!<br />
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Patrick took three days off last week...the first days off since Witt was born! We took advantage of the time and went down the Arboretum to look at the pumpkins and "fall" foliage. We live in Texas so "fall" is a term I use loosely. Witt was on his best behavior and we even got a few pictures. Enjoy!<br />
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It also flies by. It seems like yesterday that we were in the hospital awaiting Witt's arrival...it was a month ago! Really...<br />
I would not change this month for anything...watching Witt grow has been the most joyful time in my life. Patrick and I are enjoying being parents and learning as we go! Thank you Witt for blessing our lives, you are such a gift! Happy 1 month Birthday!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf1XNs0vGMW55VR7xBhXTq06WbY3n6sJTrT-aoAvQV3tJ4HEa1Iu61YhtYmz2p6P-HpmyDmtGceOpJDq0nYKpijHQDJJEMRLnNCY-wJy8GDyUyD611t0JRt3oIIkqlthBi3m2Dk9J4nLar/s1600/DSC_4001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf1XNs0vGMW55VR7xBhXTq06WbY3n6sJTrT-aoAvQV3tJ4HEa1Iu61YhtYmz2p6P-HpmyDmtGceOpJDq0nYKpijHQDJJEMRLnNCY-wJy8GDyUyD611t0JRt3oIIkqlthBi3m2Dk9J4nLar/s320/DSC_4001.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-60232750178746027882011-10-13T11:26:00.000-05:002011-10-13T11:26:15.411-05:00A love like no other...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC0Kvl5qgzSso1psHKwOGlZoWU897x27Py5HeNqcgTJNcdcnbyKKAWUbe08riCZfyw0N3CvA4o2xVtwwBM_N_rL-E-fr4Y7peyFkOXApy7zP4xZgPlQg4kZuNRfrzA5LSz8GC1E2iFJflg/s1600/DSC_3955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC0Kvl5qgzSso1psHKwOGlZoWU897x27Py5HeNqcgTJNcdcnbyKKAWUbe08riCZfyw0N3CvA4o2xVtwwBM_N_rL-E-fr4Y7peyFkOXApy7zP4xZgPlQg4kZuNRfrzA5LSz8GC1E2iFJflg/s320/DSC_3955.jpg" width="212" /></a></div>When I got married 4 years ago to the most amazing man, I remember thinking I could never love anything more than my husband. As much as I love my husband that all changed on September 16, 2011...when our son was born! Ian Withington "Witt" joined us at 9:39pm weighing in at 8 pounds, 1.5 ounces and 20 inches long. He is perfect! Since that moment my opinions on love have changed dramatically.<br />
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Love is a strange thing. It makes you cry, it makes you laugh, it makes you numb. Is it possible to feel all these things at the same time? Ask a mother, and the answer is yes! My entire being changed that day, when I became a mother. Nothing prepared me for this kind of love. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">It is a love like no other</span>! When I look at Witt I am overcome with emotion and love. It is indescribable. You can't put it into words, you can't illustrate it and you can't even begin to tell someone about it, you live it, every minute of every day! Love is a verb and that became more evident when Witt joined our lives.<br />
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We have settled in to our lives as parents as much as possible with a 4 week old! We are working out our "schedules" when there really is not schedule! We are loving every waking, crying, changing and feeding moment....and laughing through them all. If you are a mother than you know exactly what I am talking about. If you aren't I pray that you someday know the kind of love that a child brings. You won't be able to describe it!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-13809171022345786762011-08-15T15:12:00.000-05:002011-08-15T15:12:58.536-05:00Back to school...It is here! To all my teacher friends out there, the new school year is upon us! I am usually really excited about the start of a new year. There is something about the smell of freshly sharpened pencils and brand new crayons that gets me every time. This year however, I am entering the year with mixed emotions. I am eager to meet my new students and excited to get to know them and all that they have to offer. But I would be lying if I said I wasn't eager about another more important arrival! I am trying to stay focused on my new classroom of kiddos but it is a challenge! I know that once I meet them, on Friday (really?) the excitement will return. I always imagined what it would be like to be pregnant and preparing for motherhood. I didn't really think about what it would be like to prepare a classroom for someone else. With that said I know that things will be different this school year, and I know that there are new challenges. I am heading into the year with a positive attitude and as much energy as I can find 35 weeks pregnant! Here is to a great school year!<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-77859643084348244902011-08-09T08:14:00.000-05:002011-08-09T08:14:19.046-05:00Pregnancy Brain...For those of you who know me you know that I am highly organized and a little OCD about things. I'm the person who notices if the candy jar has been moved slightly on the counter, its a fun game my brother always plays with me. Fun for him maybe. I always know where things are and my memory rarely fails me...until now!<br />
I went up to my classroom yesterday (we are not going to talk about school starting) and I sat there. And I sat...I stared around the room for about 30 minutes trying to figure out what it was I was supposed to be doing! Are you serious? If you have ever been pregnant or are planning on it...pregnancy brain is a VERY real thing! I really could not remember what I was planning on doing. This is a HUGE challenge for someone as organized as myself. Thankfully, one is not pregnant forever (6 weeks to go) and hopefully pregnancy brain does not become parent brain!<br />
A little baby update for those who are interested...at 33 weeks baby Witt is already about 5 pounds 4 ounces and has a "big brain" according to the technician...70th percentile...really! All joking aside, he is growing beautifully and is healthy and active!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-62737465796695735892011-07-11T22:19:00.000-05:002011-07-11T22:19:32.633-05:00Welcome Back...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgepl-fnHJc1CN-Hrx7kWVjksVwKc7qEddJUcC_NtBN5ZzRo1-ehc9H8LltTe9meVtpfxLGZnqTb6EunoUZCtJWfhoJ4ECMwlJLqOZNL0gMrshZKMtMHBU3DOwKVviqjvETEy_E8TW2T7IZ/s1600/IMG_0506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgepl-fnHJc1CN-Hrx7kWVjksVwKc7qEddJUcC_NtBN5ZzRo1-ehc9H8LltTe9meVtpfxLGZnqTb6EunoUZCtJWfhoJ4ECMwlJLqOZNL0gMrshZKMtMHBU3DOwKVviqjvETEy_E8TW2T7IZ/s320/IMG_0506.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Well, well...for the five of you that read this blog we are back!!<br />
To say that life has been busy is an understatement...and it's only going to get busier. Our life drastically changed in January when we found out that we are expecting our first child! We later found out that we are having a healthy, happy boy! We are so excited to meet him and life is getting busy with just over 10 weeks until his arrival!<br />
We have been fortunate enough to travel to Chicago this summer to see family and escape the heat! Wow, how nice 85-90 degrees feels when it is 100+ at home! My wonderful sister planned and threw the most amazing baby shower I have ever been too! Watch our Martha Stewart! We were blessed to have quite a few family members there making it that much more special. Baby Witt will surely be well outfitted!<br />
Well, that about does it for now! Take care bloggers and there will be many more posts...Patrick is painting the nursery right now so there will be pictures posted soon!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-90101068104455645392010-04-15T08:06:00.002-05:002010-04-15T08:12:41.752-05:00Mental Health Day...I'm taking my first ever mental health day today! Someone please tell me why I have not done this sooner! My roommate from college is getting married this weekend and we are heading to the wedding...tomorrow. We both took an extra day off today just for us. There is something to be said for a day when there is not routine, nothing "required" that needs to get done, no cramming in all the laundry into two days, no housework and no papers to grade (well those are always there but...)! It is a rather liberating feeling. I encourage you to take a day off. For no reason. Don't schedule anything, just be. Let the day take you wherever it will. You feel more relaxed than ever! It's only 8:10 and I already feel more rested than ever. I love my job and my fantastic team mates but it should be required that everyone take a day, just one (or more if you can pull it off) for your own sanity. It may take a little extra effort to write sub plans or whatever you have to do to prepare but you will thank yourself later. Well blogger friends, enjoy your day, I will certainly be enjoying mine! Did I mention I have tomorrow off too!! Thanks Whitney for getting married and allowing me to realize the importance of a mental health day! <div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-83636972835383225922010-04-08T20:03:00.016-05:002010-04-08T20:42:20.912-05:00Napa...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDuJ3Tg0yaSvfZqD_Qj4AW_b158Pf9iZe6-hY8Pfk3AZl2_C0qcPQp2W3cze-XyLRy8yD_72WqvEUqHPQYiaVVId0Km95T5tu7SpaHXZfcjdcXCwbmIezM1wwQtHC2dWr56y5q3142Vq4j/s1600/DSCN1905.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDuJ3Tg0yaSvfZqD_Qj4AW_b158Pf9iZe6-hY8Pfk3AZl2_C0qcPQp2W3cze-XyLRy8yD_72WqvEUqHPQYiaVVId0Km95T5tu7SpaHXZfcjdcXCwbmIezM1wwQtHC2dWr56y5q3142Vq4j/s320/DSCN1905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457944951220136706" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I really should be kicked out of blogger world. Not that anyone depends on me to blog but three months on three months off is a bit ridiculous! In any event, I will blog and few will read but at least I am chronicling my life.</div><div>There is no excuse for not blogging but we did go on vacation (I will try to invent an excuse). We</div><div> didn't just go on vacation, we went on an "adult" vacation. For spring break this year we went to Napa, California! If you have never been there, you need to go! It was the most relaxing, romantic, educational place I have ever been. We spent a day at the beginning and a day at the end of the week in San Francisco. Quite possibly the most eclectic place I have visited, some</div><div>of the best people watching happens there. I won't bore you with all the touristy things that we</div><div> did but you can assume it was the norm: Fisherman's Wharf, cable car, China Town, etc. Let's get to the good stuff...NAPA!</div><div>The drive from San Francisco to Napa is by far, hands down the prettiest I have seen. It began with a drive over the Golden Gate Bridge. It is truly grand! The sheer size makes it beautiful!</div><div>We continued our scenic drive through the mountains and then into the valley. I teach my students to use great describing words when they write but there are sometimes when words cannot do justice, only a picture will do...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixbb5tsuulWTrBUNVbYDd_jr8mGjzXj3hBbpLbY0wq7R792QQW11cKjGyVCX_46TGvyFeTe2bxc0_r4Sheaieaqpo7WDh-7iA8ZQeaf7wyhvMxeLrtdMyx3atgqxIVd08teW84S8BFXm1l/s320/DSCN1899.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457944520220328098" /><br /></div><div>Instead of writing about the all tantalizing, wine tastings, cave tours, gourmet food, cabernets, merlots, estate blends, chocolates, picnics and sunshine that we experienced, I will leave you with a few photos. Like I said if you have not been...GO, make it happen. It was the trip of a lifetime, at least for Patrick and I!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRE3Z0r43fq8tGmJRDUhczKiwkD-xRYeAcIGsm84MYgFW6egiXm-z8dw_iyIpHb1CV5ESNz0TF_n8DufTN7vD8dalONrqW9OMRKwO0WZt6cAAMmbdQH31BrYXjsf_r63vyRguDNRmVNn7/s320/DSCN1848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457942961011614114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib3_hU9nvuWhBmkiTbWvGYEZMP5mylOrzijl5GF2wSGEH6VOQN30tQSFsAKF86nrC8JzC6q_bo47GbBaVHH1MNtdbOqkwWnDNfarYJaWPaW3_cmbxOCxWaUc0f064rtOVCb-uLHoMoAtFC/s320/DSCN1863.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457942971330229362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">For those of you who don't know me very well, my maiden name is Hall!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvN3jE5r5dotgnFVuFDvlPruG0uQI6ScTiN0y2m-Ns48WrKrnp_8QC0lfXJ_ny0T1h5qNDeGqYuIrKryrCJCD2c0Xum92TENNMzvb3Kzz9GjTLJgrwK5T0DaR9qsf1vJx22xRLxes6J4fb/s320/DSCN1883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457945396424382130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjItDjwcWYywtl5pGk_FFfk27V5l5CqTKuQMms5e5dJabGvWQ3zfpXVuIPPQTFbJ5-rYjFhjxGSe3sWyyGYMJAhYTqFv5hh8tUeNSjOXWNP64vwlyxVdNIVTQ9Nqe7-MYDi5JYX1pTQTcr0/s320/DSCN1842.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457942980458908114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-3834702867100955482010-01-23T08:38:00.004-06:002010-01-23T08:47:16.612-06:00To blog or not to blog...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR0ipzXL9G7S7xYGK6GgVg0_tIPi8MEGHSTkXUxJwNmFRnpDNdeHFPHgF-A8pkuEna3b-gEi48A7Z39G0Nu1AenlYjM0o-9Zlg1tO-8GahuAPtptZZnYHHmDC5Y38w-DvnDz_yEtkJQ-W3/s1600-h/DSCN1746.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR0ipzXL9G7S7xYGK6GgVg0_tIPi8MEGHSTkXUxJwNmFRnpDNdeHFPHgF-A8pkuEna3b-gEi48A7Z39G0Nu1AenlYjM0o-9Zlg1tO-8GahuAPtptZZnYHHmDC5Y38w-DvnDz_yEtkJQ-W3/s320/DSCN1746.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429946665978176482" /></a><br />Wow! I should be kicked off of blogspot. It is unacceptable that I have not blogged in a month, especially when I was off for two weeks! Well, unfortunately I will not be blogging today...too much to do right now. But this is a little hello from Texas, I will get better. Patrick had some political comments he wanted to blog about, so be looking for that, could get a little hairy! <div><br /></div><div>Before I sign off for what could be a month, no telling, did you resolve to do anything this year? If not, you are not alone, many of us decide that resolutions are pointless but, challenge yourself<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> to do something this year. Maybe it is not a resolution per say but something that you have always wanted to do...skydive, hot air balloon ride, the typical loose weight, get in shape, whatever it is...commit to it! Do it, you will be glad you did!</div><div><br /></div><div>Have a great weekend blogger friends, or maybe I should say "great week" or "great month" depending on when I will blog again. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-70829933582120935012009-12-24T20:55:00.002-06:002009-12-24T20:57:29.082-06:00Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow...There will be pictures posted later but it is snowing!! It is beautiful, despite being a bit treacherous driving home from church. Snow in Texas is amazing! Only here can it be 75 yesterday and 29 and snowing today!<div>Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!</div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5900792799800666068.post-85963792599628730122009-12-23T15:50:00.003-06:002009-12-23T16:15:12.815-06:00Christmas Merriment...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigQ2_ObVLxcTQF7t_j98XMBqwNjzYRTqog1Z419_1jHOp3fzp4KT_aLmTS6Rrr55ekkEPJT3U9Ie4aDtAlZxDOoDkFkBXhSwCLozmPgbuiydKISj0ff9bghDsDdxabxsBvoH-3oCK9MWR_/s1600-h/DSC_0758-29.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigQ2_ObVLxcTQF7t_j98XMBqwNjzYRTqog1Z419_1jHOp3fzp4KT_aLmTS6Rrr55ekkEPJT3U9Ie4aDtAlZxDOoDkFkBXhSwCLozmPgbuiydKISj0ff9bghDsDdxabxsBvoH-3oCK9MWR_/s320/DSC_0758-29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418558640193676530" /></a><br />Wow, how the month of December has flown by! I know you are all bored of my dumb posts about my life and my dog and my wonderful husband...I could be creative and blog about funny things but I am all out of creativity right now so here is a small update. Do you like how this blog has turned into "updates". <div><br /><div>We have had some fun times sharing with friends and family. We have indulged a little too much at party after party. We have spent many a night looking at Christmas lights, choreographed to music (not sure I need to hear Mannheim Steamroller for a while), and endless baking (there are cookies on the counter cooling right now). The end of school before break went by surprisingly fast...and great! I have great students and we have fun celebrating the upcoming holidays. I did a 5 days before winter break my teacher gave to me...it was fun to see them so excited over things like taking their shoes off or having Hershey's Kisses! </div><div><br /></div><div>For those of you keeping up with Wrigley's training...she now walks into her crate on her own! Not only that, as I sit here and type, Patrick is on the couch and Wrigley is in her crate napping! You heard you me correctly, I did not miss type! She loves her crate, remember way back in September when we never thought this would happen! She is an amazing dog!</div><div><br /></div><div>With the last of the gifts purchased and wrapped and some sent to family and Christmas upon us I can't help but reflect on the joys of the year. One more milestone to share...I will be spending the first Christmas of my life without my parents and siblings. We will be at home just Patrick, Wrigley and me, making some traditions of our own. I am an emotional person but I am ready to do this, to be a wife (and not have "daughter duties" as well) and spend this time with Patrick, a little removed from the hustle and bustle. This blog has served as a journal or sorts for me so I thank all of you who have enlightened me with your comments and posts. Thank you for sharing in the milestones of the year. There will be more reflecting to come...</div><div><br /></div><div>Merry Christmas from our home to yours! Enjoy your family, friends and most of all the reason for Christmas, Christ's birth, what a gift! </div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0