Good Morning, good morning

This week has been just beautiful. Everyday when I wake up the sun is shining and the birds are chirping. So much better than the 2 weeks of straight rain we had.

When Brandon and I went on the pontoon ride the other day- I put on my bikini. I think that may be the last time for this summer. I really need to work out or something. I have always been able to control my weight with what I eat, and this is obviously not the case anymore. I eat just fine, but I am at a complete stand still. I look back at old pictures and I can't help but wonder if I will ever look the same again. I know that I won't anyways because of stretchmarks, but I actually don't mind that- it is this extra layer around my stomach that won't go away!!! I know it is going to take work, and I am just so not the exerciser. I am hoping to get this part time job at the YMCA, and it is just 4 hrs in the evening on MWF. You get a free membership and they may watch Oliver. I am thinking this really leaves me no excuse to work out. So pray that the job will work out for me :).

I look at Oliver and I know it was worth it and I know that I am going to have more kids, but then I see Brandon who is EXACTLY the same and it makes me a tad bitter, which I hate to be that way. Oliver is fussing.. gotta go

Not about me anymore

This weekend was beautiful. Brandon only had to work a half day on Saturday and so we spent the afternoon together and all day Sunday. We have went on two pontoon rides during the week and Oliver was not very good. He wanted to walk around and go straight for the gates to look over the edge at the water. This wouldn't of scared me so much, but we hadn't gotten him a life vest yet- so I had to hold him the whole time. My son hates to be constrained in any way so it was not fun. After church on Sunday we went with Brandon's dad and stepmom and they wanted to buy Oliver a life vest which was so nice of them. We get back to the house and we decide to go for a ride and try out the vest. Well he seemed to hate it at first but I think it was because he was so dang hot in it, so we dipped him in the water (which was chilly) but he loved it.

I couldn't help but think back to all the past summers I had spent on the lake or a pontoon.... all I needed to get around was my sunscreen, towel and lay back and soak in the sun.. ahhh, peaceful. It was whatever I wanted. Well I think sometimes you don't realize how much freedom you had before kids until you have one! ha. This boat ride being the perfect example. Being a mom, along with being a good wife is one word- sacrifice. Brandon kept pointing out houses to me on the lake and just relaxing and driving the pontoon- I am constantly trying to keep Oliver entertained! ha! It is so worth it though- I am grateful for the responsibility. This life of being a mom though is still setting in for me, all of my life it was just me to take care of and now it isn't.

Strike a pose

So Mr. Hammie here is taking a bath at Grandma Sheryl's. He likes to stand up and be a goofball during bath time. Sometimes I get so busy with just taking care of him and going through the motions that it seems like time has flown by. When I start feeling like that, I take a step back and really look at Oliver and think.... that is my son!! He has Brandon's eyes, hair, etc. (Ok so everything) but he certainly has my strong attitude at sassiness. Eek!!! This is a scary thought. I am glad that he will be the oldest sibling and I would want him to have a strong attitude. Going back to my original thought.. what a miracle! He was created by Brandon and I. How could someone go through pregnancy , give birth, and doubt that there is a God????? It truly is a miracle from God. Speaking of which:

It scares me sometimes how much Oliver means to me and how precious he is to me that I don't know what I would do without him. I don't try to think about it too much, but I won't lie, the thought crosses my mind every once in a while. Then I am reminded that he will be gone one day and that he is just a temporary gift from God. I have been given the job as "Mother" to raise him the best I can, and then he will leave Brandon and I to start his own family. Yes, I will always be his mother, but he will be on his own one day.

Setting a new Goal.....

Blogging... something that I have come to find harder than I thought. I love to read blogs that some of my friends have and look at their great pics. I think that reading them inspires me in so many ways. To be a better writer, to be honest, to be real, to share our life in a very personal way. So many things that I want to do but just need to practice at. So from here on out, I am going to start blogging more and about different things. So let's start with today:

It is now 1:19 in the afternoon and I am still in my PJ's. I have fed and bathed Oliver, wrestled with him to go down for his morning nap, washed the dishes, cleaned the kitchen and living room and still managed to not get dressed.... I swore I wouldn't be "that" mom. Ha! I am not this way everyday though.

Friday is the day that I usually enjoy knowing that Brandon will have the next 2 whole days to spend with Oliver and I, but that is not the case. Ever since he started working for this company he has worked every Saturday and has put in somewhere between 60-65 hours each week. It is killing me! I feel like we are just strangers sometimes. He hates this job and wants something new so bad, but there really isn't too much available. I knew that moving home, that was my biggest fear that he would hate his new job. Fortunately the people he works with are great and he has really clicked with all of them. For anyone who knows the kind of work that Brandon has done in the past, this couldn't be any more different. He is doing manual labor now and getting very dirty!!! ha! He doesn't mind the work really, it is just the long hours and Saturdays.

Our lake cottage has been under construction just about ever since we moved in. God is so humorous sometimes in the way he works- let me explain. I probably complained every other day about washing Oliver's bottles when we lived in Indianapolis and now I am washing dishes everyday by hand!!! ha. I have never wanted a dishwasher so bad. Our clothes dryer isn't producing any heat now, and so I had to call a repair man which is $35 and then if they fix it, another $35 and then who knows what for the part!! I was so frustrated about this because I am sure that it is something that is so so simple.

Well I guess this was a good start to my new goal... I can tell I need practice with my writing though. I feel that it is good for the soul to get these frustrations out somehow! Ta Ta

Back on the Blog!

Well we are finally back to where we originally started, "home". Brandon, Oliver, and I are now moved into our little lake cottage on Sylvan Lake, IN. Things have been more than hectic during the process, but we are doing well. I will post more tomorrow! Love and miss all of my Indy friends!!!