Tuesday, July 20, 2010

One month already!!!!!

I can NOT believe that our sweet Hadley's one month birthday has already come and gone! I thought time flew by with one child and it is going twice as fast with two! She is so sweet and we are all thankful that she is in our lives'. Camden is always concerned that I am going to leave her everywhere we the point that there are occaisonally tears if he thinks I am forgetting her. I am so relieved and thankful that the transition of going from one child to two has been so easy. Camden welcomed his baby sister with open arms and we have yet to have any issues. He does occaisonally pretend to be a baby, but it is very cute and not out of control. I certainly do not mind having to "tiny babies" to rock :)

Thursday, July 8, 2010

A Sweet Soul

Two years ago I met one of the best friends I have ever had. It was purely by chance that we met, but I treasure our friendship more than she will ever know. As a new mom I was coming into my own in this world as the person I had always dreamed of being, a mom at last! I always knew I wanted to be a mommy; it is the only thing I was ever passionate about. Then as my son was placed in my arms, I was the happiest girl in the world. But, then what, I had thought about how I would love and hug on my babies for the past twenty-two years, but there is so much more to being a mom and parent than that. Karen has taught me so much about all of the extra steps and the backbone pieces involved in rearing children. Everything from singing more to making sure they say their prayers every night to being the very best advocate I can be for them. She is always there for me when I need a laugh or an open ear. I don't even think she knows what all I have learned from her, but I certainly do and I thank God that she is in my life each day.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Babies Don't Keep

Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I’ve grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo

The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren’t his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.

by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton