I'm thankful..

We're less of a week away from Thanksgiving and I have so much to be thankful for. Where to even begin?? So here we go...

My first born (how weird to say), Benson. I was a clueless 19 year old ready to take on all the challenges of motherhood. I didn't realize that I would be welcoming another human being that I would love unconditionally and have it reciprocated. We went through a lot of tears and screaming together. Somewhere along the way the screaming stopped and the smiles started and since then my heart has forever changed. He has taught both Eric and I how to be unselfish. He has brought so much happiness into our lives. He's already grown into the most passionate, lovable and handsome little guy that I have ever met. I love him so much and am blessed to be his Mommy.

 

 

Next on my list is my sweet Amelia Rose. Who knew I'd open up to having a baby girl? I made them check and then double check, I was in denial. Now I can't get enough of her. I still spend hours staring at her. Since the moment I found out I was pregnant, I cherished my little bump and did everything by the book. She wanted out as soon as she could and had it her way. We've already spent countless sleepless nights. I've gotten to know her more and more as the days pass. We've already lived through a lifetime of stress from her hospital stay to waiting for her surgery to be over. She's a tough cookie and my only hope is for her to continue to thrive in this crazy world. I can't wait to watch her grow into a beautiful girl with her big brother watching over her.

 

 

 

I wouldn't be blessed with these beautiful children if it weren't for their dad and my awesome husband, Eric. 18 and fresh out of high school. I didn't know what real love was until I met him. We bicker and fight over the dumbest things but it's him who loves me for me. We've grown together and made a life for ourselves and our family. I will ride to the end of the Earth and back as long as it's with him by my side. He's the best husband and an even better dad.

 

Where would I be with out my Mommy. If I could even be half the woman she is I would be all set. She is the strongest person I know. I want to be just like her when I "grow up". She is there right by my side when I need help with the kids. I am lucky to have been able to allow her to stay at home and raise my kids. I would not have it any other way. I gave her absolute hell growing up but the older I get and the moment I became a mom myself, we've been best friends. I am grateful to have a supportive and understanding mother that will always be there for me.

 

Unfortunately I have to cut this entry for the lack of time on my hands. I don't think I've ever been so grateful and thankful for the people in my lives. Ranging from my family to my friends who end up being a part of my family. I cherish all the memories we have made and those that are to come.

Big Weekend! {Diamonds and Goals}

We had an action packed weekend! Amelia got her ears pierced on Friday. My sweet babe cried for a total of 30 seconds. I think I was the one that was the most hurt. And after all of that, I wouldn't change a thing because she looks even more beautiful with little diamond studs!

 

 

Benson had his last and final soccer game of the season. We rounded up the grandparents, Aunts and Uncles. We showed up with the whole gang and he scored 4 goals! We were beyond proud of how well he has progressed in the sport!

 

Benson and his soccer buddies

 

 

Lastly, our princess started cereal yesterday! She was definitely ready. Every baby is different but a good rule of thumb when starting solids is to make sure your baby is developmentally ready. When your baby begins to hold their head up steadily, that's a good sign to start. But Amelia was beginning to take notice to our food and began watching us eat. So I knew she was ready. She did a great job! I'm excited to start making her baby food!

 

Cereal face



Halloween and Sick babies

Our first year with two babes to dress up for Halloween. How freakin' fun! Of course Benson picked out his own costume. He is not your average 4 year old (to say the very least!) His interests and imagination surpass any other child his age. He NEVER wants to be a superhero but rather the villain. He is always looking to terrorize other people and other children. I blame Eric. They were cut from the same cloth, no doubt. So this year, as expected, he wanted to be something scary. He wanted to make his costume. And by make, I mean he requested a jean vest, camo cargo pants, bandanna, mock weapons and clown mask. After searching many thrift stores, ta-da! We have ourselves a "Joker Thug". Basically one of Joker's felons that assist in his bank robberies. Seriously kid? So we went to a Halloween party as the little family of three joker robber..erm thugs. Quite cute if you ask me. (Mila stayed home with her Gma. It was cold, loud music, you know). The night before Halloween we went to a trunk-or-treat at a local church near my mom's. I figured people wouldn't understand the costume so I had him dress up sans clown mask and call himself a zombie hunter. Voila! People got it! Halloween night, we prepped our house with decor galore. I was seriously impressed how cute our house was. Our neighborhood has over 300 homes. We live in the back of the neighborhood and clearly the part that DOES NOT participate in Halloween. Eric and Benson roamed the block while Amelia and I handed out candy. I swear I got MAYBE 7 rings at the door. WHAT!? So disappointing.

Zombie Hunter

 



So this was Amelia's first Halloween. Since she can't sit up, crawl or walk on her own yet why buy a $50 costume? So instead I bought one of Old Navy's glow in the dark skeleton pajamas, put a bow on her and called it a day. Now we love skeletons and skulls. What can I say? We're morbid people, so what. So I had both my babes dress like skeletons and take pictures. Benson spoke up and said "Only one picture Mom!" Ha, yeah right. These were taken in our front yard under our tree.

 

Hurricane Sandy brought a cold front our way. And with the weather changing so abruptly (and probably germs from Benson's school) both babies got sick. Sore throats, congestion, coughs, fevers, the whole nine. This marks Amelia's first cold. Poor baby had THE hardest time breathing out of her mouth. She eventually learned how to take breaks when she was nursing. I bought and did everything I could to keep her as comfortable as possible. But 4 days later and we're all feeling great! They just needed a little extra love, cuddles and a big humidifier!