Category Archives: Raising a Daughter

I’m totally crying again

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Isn’t my daughter beautiful?
I didn’t think I was capable of loving her this much.
Oh my God. How I love her.

I get absolutely no sleep, I hardly have time to shower, I don’t leave the house much, I smell like milk and throw up most of the time, I can’t finish a meal, I’m fat… And yet I can’t stop smiling.

Who would have known. I never would have imagined it would be this good. I don’t know if I ever honestly expressed how terrified I was that I wasn’t going to be able to handle this. I thought I would be miserable having to get up all night to feed her, I thought I’d be crying everyday wondering what I had done.
It’s just the opposite. I feel like I’m floating on air. I’m that happy.

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I don’t think anyone will ever understand how much this baby has changed me for the better. I feel so complete. I feel at complete peace with my life. Even though we are facing some tough times financially, even though I’m scared to death as to what is going to happen in the next few months… all I have to do is look at my daughter, at my handsome boys, at my incredible husband and I know in my heart that everything is going to work out and we will be okay.

I know, I KNOW. I’m a sappy mess. I bet you all wish I’d talk about vaginas and bloody discharge again, don’t you? ADMIT IT, YOU DO!

Thank you God for The Swing

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That’s what I looked like after 24 hours of labor. And that’s pretty much how I feel at the moment.

However, I’m so completely in love with my daughter. I don’t mind the lack of sleep and discomfort. Not at all.

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I want to tell my “baby story” but there’s no time between feedings, diaper changes, kisses and taking care of my boys. I just wanted to thank everyone for the comments and emails. We are overwhelmed by your love and support.
I’ll leave you with a couple pictures of the most beautiful girl in the world.

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For my little girl

My dream for you is that you always love yourself first so you can in turn love others.
That you always believe in yourself and your abilities.
That you recognize who your true friends are, who those who really love you are and that you spend your time, love and energy on those only, not wasting one minute on people who don’t matter in your life.
That you are never envious or jealous of your friends, but that instead you rejoice with them when they rejoice, that you cry with them when they cry.
That you love with all of your heart, unconditionally those around you, yet that you understand it’s never ok for someone to use or mistreat you. That you have the strength and wisdom to recognize when someone is toxic to your life and that you are strong enough to let them go and never look back.
That you never judge others or hate them because they are different than you or because you don’t understand them. Instead, I pray you learn from them and that you are compassionate always.
That you never let what a man thinks about you determine your self worth. That you always know you are beautiful, no matter what size clothes you wear, because your beauty is what’s in your heart and your mind.
That you learn from my mistakes as a mother, a woman and a human being and never use those mistakes against me. Instead, grow from them and decide to never make those mistakes yourself.
That you know your father and I ALWAYS have your best interest at heart. That everything we do is to make sure you are safe, that you thrive in life. We may not always get it right, but know our intentions are always pure and good.
I love you, my Gabriella and I hope you never, ever doubt that.
These are my dreams for you, my sweet girl.
I can’t wait to meet you.

Bible camp just might be the answer.

I’m such a dumbass.

Ethan has handcuffs on him that won’t come off. And there’s no key. The kids said they are real handcuffs and I just believed them. They don’t LOOK real, but they’re not plastic.
I called the fire department to see if I could take him down there and have them cut off. I told the lady they were real, so she called a police officer and he’s on his way to my house to try to open them with his key.
I ask the kid who they belong to “Where did you get these handcuffs” He says “From the ICE CREAM MAN, HE SELLS METAL ONES.”
What the hell am I going to say to the officer that comes out here thinking these are real handcuffs? And I can only imagine he’s going to be pissed that he had to drive all the way over here for this.
Oh Mother of Heysoos, this is only week one of summer vacation!

PRETTY DRESSES!

Gabby’s room is finally painted. The chair rail is up. The window is encased.
All we have to do now is put up the boarder, decorate and get the furniture (which we have yet to purchase, but have already have already picked out) in there.
It’s going to be so adorable. Here are a few pictures of the colors we painted and what the border will look like once we get it up.

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Now tell me, does it get any more precious than that?
No, I don’t think it does.
(oh, and yeah, I have a thing for purple rooms)