23 months

*(This post was started on Sunday so I'm a few days late getting it up.)

My baby is 23 months old today, I can't believe how time has flown! She is SO busy and into EVERYTHING! Sometimes, I think "God, why is this so hard? Am I really cut-out to be a parent?" Last night, after 2 hours of screaming, crying, and refusal to go to bed I just sat there crying. I try to hard to be a good mommy and to give her everything she needs but she has definitely hit the terrible two's and as her parents, we have got to be patient to correct her behavior. I sound like she's so horrible! She's NOT! We love her more than life! She is just a very, very strong willed little princess. She reminds me of the song "I know what I want and I want it now!" I am extremely happy that we will be moving into our new house NEXT FRIDAY! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!! It will be so much easier on her having a routine and her own room and play room. I wouldn't trade her for the world but my desire for 4 children has been shot for the moment.

Her 2nd birthday:

Bailey will be 2 on January 6th. We bought her these 2 little dresses for her birthday (among other things) and I cannot wait for her to wear one of them to her party!!!!

I believe she is having a "pincess" party because you can buy a big princess party kit at wal.mart for 40 dollars! Every time we ask her about her birthday she says, "PINCESS PARTY" Or "DORA PARTY" But you can't get Dora at wal.mart so we're gonna do princess instead. I need to get started on her birthday poem. I wrote this one last year:

For many months we prayed and prayed

And wondered and hoped until she came

The day she was born was the happiest of all

For mommy and daddy, we were in awe

And through the months we’ve laughed and played

And thanked God every SINGLE day

For our blessing from above

We never knew there was such love

And now our baby crawls and grooves

It’s oh so fun to watch her moves

A tiny baby, she is no more

The toddler years we are in for

Our little one is the most precious thing

And happiness she will always bring

So, please join us at her party so fun

For Bailey Grace is turning ONE!!

And this was her invite:

This year, she will probably just have a normal invite, but I will put the poem on the inside. I can't wait to show all of you the pictures of her party and our new house!

Long time

Ok, I know it's been a long time since I've posted. I just haven't had a lot to say. 18 days until we close on our house. 18 LOOOOONG days! We are still a little nervous with the economy the way it is, they could say "nevermind" to our loan. But, we are continuing to pray that all goes well. We bought new bedding for all of our beds. I am so excited that we will have new bedding at our new house and our guests will have nice new bedding as well. We got a great deal at Garden Ridge on bedding.

We had a very busy holiday. I think we had 5 Thanksgiving meals! Bailey has had an ear infection and was pretty cranky the entire weekend but that's understandable. We visited a lot of family and ate WAY too much. I'm very excited to get into my 2 story house. Hopefully I can get some weight off. UGH!

We took Bailey to the square in Arkansas this weekend when we visited my parents. We forgot our camera but my mom took some pictures. As soon as she finds her camera I can post them. Bailey LOOOOVES "petty lights" She loves snowmen, "santy claus" and trees. She is so much fun this year. I just love that baby girl!

Anyway, hopefully pictures will be coming soon :)

OUR HOUSE

These are not our decorations. We haven't moved in yet :)

We bought a house!

I can't post pictures b/c there aren't any now that the house has a contract on it :(. But, we should have an inspection sometime this week and I asked Zach to take pictures for me to post. So, please remember to pray for us! This is a big deal :)

22 Months!

My sweet girl is 22 months today! I cannot believe how fast time has FLOWN by! She is growing by the minute! I am getting nervous about what to do for her 2nd birthday. I don't know that we will be in our own house by then and I'm wondering what I should do! AAHH!

Also, for my IF friends:
I just logged onto facebook and one of the advertisements on the sidebar said "Shady Fertility Clinic" REALLY? Yes, let me get knocked up by those "shady" people! HAHA, I just thought it was a horrible name for a fertility clinic! How would you like to go there?

The Morning Called Monday

Twas the morning called Monday
And through the commune
Not a person was stirring,
Except Bailey boo

“Milky”, she said
I pretended not to hear.
“MILKY, MILKY” she cried.
So I got off my rear.

She drank her milk
So silently and still
She’ll go back to sleep
I’m sure of it, I feel

But as soon as she finished
What did I hear?
“Wordy, Wordy, Wordy”
Right up in my ear.

“Daddy Tooted” she said
“No dear that was a snore
Now go back to sleep
We don’t get up at 4!”

Then fast as lighting
I felt her on my back
“You weady Mommy”
Hop, hop, then crack.

She hopped on my back
Then fell to the bed
I giggled at this
“Go back to sleep,” I said.

“More Milky” she asked
“No, No, not more”
“Milky”, she cried
And I walked out the door.

With milk in hand,
She played with my ear
My angel went to sleep
My sweet little dear.


By this time,
It was 5:38
I must get up!
I can’t be late.

Most mornings are like this
I cannot deny
But I cannot ignore her
Even when I try

I turned back around
And looked at her face
How could we not adore her?
Our sweet Bailey Grace.

Prego, or Ragu?

Warning: This post is a little bit deep for me. It's not something I would normally write but in my mind, it makes sense and maybe it will to you as well.

Anyway,




When my mom was pregnant with my baby sister, we started calling her (my mom), Ragu. It made sense to us a teenager and a tween that we would call her that because the night she told us she was pregnant she made spaghetti for dinner. And, well, as you can imagine, prego sounds like Preggo but NO one would ever figure out our clever nickname of ragu. And just so you don't think I'm completely crazy, I'll prove to you that I'm not the ONLY person who has ever made this analogy...





I don't know why I was thinking about this. Maybe it's the fact that my baby sister is going to be 13 this week and part of me is sad. Ok, really, I was buying her a birthday card and started crying! This is what being a mother does to you!

But either way, I was thinking about it and here is what I decided. Sometimes, life is like "prego" and sometimes, life is like "ragu." I remember those days when I wanted to be "prego" so badly and I felt like my life would end if I didn't get pregnant or have a baby. I remember having the same feelings when I wanted to be married and I felt like I was getting SO old and I would never find anyone (I got married at 23!) Now, I have these feelings when I think about buying our next house, paying off debt, and having money to spare. These times in my life, I could refer to as "ragu." I know it really does sound silly to compare your life to a spaghetti sauce but then I started thinking (of course, remember it was like 11 PM and I couldn't sleep) this isn't so silly at all. If you peeled the labels off and made 2 pots of spaghetti, chances are you wouldn't be able to tell the difference between the 2 sauces. Now, "imagine" with me a little bit here. Obviously, some people definitely prefer one over the other, but just go with it for a minute, if you will. If I could have "peeled the label" off of my life during those times of sadness, I still would have been the same person. I was still me. I had a purpose, God had a plan for me. I just couldn't see past my "ragu life" to get to it. I think it is important to remember that each day is special. God has a plan for your life no matter what you are going through. Whether you are living in the "prego" world, or the "ragu" world. Your "prego desire" might be different than mine but it's still there. You all know what I'm talking about. So, I just want you all to remember that no matter what is happening whether you are living in the "prego" moment or the "ragu" moment, you are still beautiful, wonderful, and you are STILL you! God has a plan for your life and eventually, the "prego" will come through. You just might have to eat several pots of ragu before it happens. Keep praying for your "prego" life!

Love,
Melody