My journey through motherhood and this little thing we call life...

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Elmo's coming...

Hey, everyone! I'm in the midst of planning William's first Birthday extravaganza, and I've found the best company to print his invitations. I've narrowed it down to the first two proofs, but can't decide between the color and b&w photos. Take a look and let me know what you think: http://pinkinkboutique.blogspot.com/ Enjoy!!

Thursday, January 22, 2009

You are a masterpiece


A couple of night's ago I was feeling crafty and decided to let William paint.... with his body.  Oh goodness, this made for some hilarious pictures! He absolutely loves being naked...  getting messy and having to take a bird bath in the sink was just icing on the cake.  Enjoy!

Bottom line... he's an artist.

He left a butt print right there



"Are they really letting me do this?!"



Abundance is.....

Having the energy to cross everything off your list 1/22

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Abundance

One of my New Years resolutions was to start an "Abundance List".  The way the list would work is that at the end of each day I would write down one thing that I felt that was a gift of abundance from the Lord.  I keep this list on an index card that sits on top of my  bedroom bookcase.  I pass this bookcase numerous times throughout the day- when I make the bed, when I chase William away from the radiator that sits next to it, and when I use the mirror above it to put my make-up on.  I chose this spot because each time I see the list, even in passing, it helps to remind me of how truly blessed I am.  I believe there are days that all of us need a little reminding of God's abundant love for us... especially me.  I came up with this resolution because during most of 2008 I suffered from postpartum depression which forced me to be extremely narrow-minded.  I was unable to veer from the day-by-day, and was stuck in a world of pessimism.  I only knew how to get up, nurse William, bathe William, nurse William, put William down for a nap, nap myself, nurse William again... I think you get the idea.  Don't get me wrong, I never for a minute regretted the life I chose to have, nor was I sad... I just didn't have the energy to do anything that wasn't on my list of "necessities".  As I sought help, and allowed myself to follow the doctor's orders and start on an anti-depressant, I was slowly able to see how much of life's little pleasures I was missing out on.  Some days I would be so proud of myself just for having the energy to take William on a walk around the block rather than curl up in bed with him for a 2 hour nap.  That, my friends, is a gift of abundance.   I looked up the definition of abundance in the dictionary and I had to smile as I read, "affluence; wealth: the enjoyment of abundance".  Instead of looking at my checking account for signs of wealth (which only turned out to be a disappointment), I have now decided to look on my bookcase, at a small pink polka-dotted index card.  Thank you, Jesus, for helping me see the enjoyment of abundance.



Abundance is.....

The sound of laughter coming from your child 1/21

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Is this thing on??

Good morning, all. This being my first post and all, I would like to take the time to express my intentions for this blog. I plan on using this medium as an outlet...a way to express myself, as well as my feelings, in a totally new way. Over the past 10 months, I've seen my life change in ways I could only imagine before. Experiencing the birth of my son was, by far, the best thing that has ever happened to me. Since then I have experienced late onset postpartum depression, leaving my baby to go back to work, moving to a new home, and many, many milestones in my son's life. For those who know our little fireball, "Wipee" is his endearing nickname that has seemed to stick over the past several months. As far as how Wipee got his nickname, that was developed by combining the "Wi" from William and the "pa" from Parker to make "Wipa" (it started as an inside joke... as most things do). "Wipa" stuck and then evolved into other forms of already ridiculous nickname. I dedicate this blog to my sweet boy, as well as my loving husband who is more than a wife could ever ask for. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it.


Love and Best Wishes,
Erin