Monday, November 21, 2011

Break Time's Over!

Sorry for the delay in posting.  I took a couple of days off to enjoy my long birthday weekend.  On Friday, I got a massage (courtesy of a fabulous coupon that gave me more than half off!!!) and spent the day shopping with gift cards that I have received (free stuff!!!). 

Then Saturday came and it was time for my baby's first hair cut.  He did such a good job.  He had to sit in Daddy's lap since he is so little, and aside from a little squirming (nothing a pretzel stick can't fix) he did great!  

We then spent the evening with my best friend and her family.  Sadly, no pictures of our sweet babies (and future spouses) playing together.  We were having too much fun eating, watching football and just catching up.

Sunday was spent in church and then throwing a gender reveal party for my brother and sister-in-law.

The cake was made by Shannon Munday and it was perfect!

The proud parents-to-be:

It's a GIRL!  

Both of the dads had to skype the party since they weren't in town, so Morgan was showing the picture proof of gender to them after they opened it.

I can't tell, but I think they are excited.

 All in all, it was a good weekend. 

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Coming Soon...

I have a project that I am very excited about.  I have been working on it for a while now (too long, if you ask my dearest boy toy).  Want a hint?

Ok, so that wasn't so much a hint as it was a letmeshowyoutheanswerandthenyouscreamitintoyourmonitor but whatever. 

So, I am working on a gallery wall and I will have all the juicy details, from beginning to end for you shortly!

I hope you are having a great day!



Wednesday, November 16, 2011


Yesterday, I felt the first, though I am sure not the last, feeling of what I like to call Mama Bear syndrome.  You see, my son - my beautiful, sweet, 21 month old baby boy, was "quarantined" at school for no reason. 

Let me back up.  My son was battling a cold last week (in chilly weather which causes his skin to chap).  He is a pacifier lover so when he doesn't feel well, he gets it - a lot.  He also tends to rub his face a lot.  Over the weekend, this caused a perfect storm of all of the chapped areas around his mouth (where his pacifier is) to become infected.  Let's just say it looks terrible.  Almost like he is a burn victim.  It doesn't hurt him nor is it spreading, so we took him to daycare.  Once the other parents saw him, we were asked to pick him up and take him to the doctor (to ensure that he wasn't contagious).  We did so.  That day he spent with me in my office at work watching movies and playing.  The doctor confirmed what I just explained, gave us some antibiotics and cream to help it go away faster and said, most importantly, HE ISN'T CONTAGIOUS.  The next day, I took him back to school.  When I picked him up that afternoon, one of the owners pulled me aside and told me that some of the parents were still concerned about their kids being around him so she quarantined him with her for a few hours.  Basically my kid was punished and not allowed to play with the other children because some parents are ignorant and refuse to trust our doctor and the daycare owners.

This hurt my heart, probably more than it should have.  It isn't his fault that his face looks like it has been burned.  He is still the same beautiful, sweet, 21 month old baby boy. 

So what did I do?  I called my brother to come stay with him for a day.  My mother-in-law will keep him the rest of the week.  I will not have my child quarantined at school for the sake of a few parents.  I called the doctor and asked her to fax over a note stating her diagnosis.  I hope they post it on the wall for all of the parents to see.  

Am I angry?  Absolutely.  While I understand, as a parent, any concern such as this, I would also think that if I was told that it wasn't something my child could contract then I would trust that those people that take care of my child everyday are not trying to start an epidemic within their business.

I will get over this.  Canon will get better.  His face will clear up (as it is already doing) and he will be back to his old self again.  Those parents?  They will still be ignorant and close-minded.  And ugly.

This picture was (obviously) taken before all of this began.  You can, however, see the beginnings of a cold and chapped cheeks.

Here's to praying for patience for me.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Trying Something New

You know those days when you feel like everyone around you is amazing?  When everyone around you is accomplishing what you are trying (and failing) to do?  When everyone is so much more successful with half the work?  I have those days.  A lot.  I am coming to the conclusion trying to force myself to remember that it is pointless to focus all of my energy on things that don't matter.  Instead, I need to focus on the things that God has blessed me with.  Therefore, I am beginning a blog of my life:  the good, the bad, and the crazy.  Even though I know that it is most likely that no one else will read this, I can come back when I am feeling less than desirable and remind myself how lucky I truly am.  I am one blessed girl. 

So, to start off, I will tell you that this blog will cover everything from my wonderful husband, my child, my family, our house projects and our many adventures.  Will it always be amazing?  No.  Will it ever be perfect?  Absolutely not.  Will it always be real life?  Oh yes.  Welcome to it.

Ok, so a little about me and my life.  I am a 30 something wife, mother and wanna-be DIYer.  I work full time for peanuts and cherish those moments when I am with the loves of my life. 

(**Note:  I am having trouble finding a picture of myself...something I am trying to remedy**) 

My husband, Craig, is a rock star.  He works really hard to provide a better life for us.  Currently, he is working full time and studying 30+ hours a week to become a licensed architect.  His drive and determination amaze me everyday.  Oh, and he still finds time to come home and cook dinner for us. 

Yep, I'm lucky.

Twenty one months ago, God entrusted us (?!) with a baby boy.  He is the drama-inducing, comic relieving, crazy little dude we call Canon.   He entered the world and we haven't stopped moving since.  I honestly don't know how we filled our time before he came around.

Ok, so now that you have a cast of characters you are ready to hear my life story, right? Hahaha, no.  That would be boring.  You will, however, get a glimpse into everyday life here in the D house.  (Dude, that sounds gangsta'.  It's definitely not.)  I hope you enjoy the ride as much as we do!