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Thursday, February 17, 2011
6 years ago today...
I first held you in my arms and looked into your big beautiful eyes. You have been the greatest blessing of my life and I'm so grateful that I was chosen to be your mom. These past 6 years have flown by and I feel like the next 20 will go by even faster. 6 years ago today, you changed my whole world and how I live it...Thank you my little one. Mommy loves you more than she is able to express with words. <3
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Court.
Taylor: Mommy, can you play the court song I love, you know "Hot, hot, hot!"?
Me: The "court" song?
Taylor: Yeah Mommy, you told me the song was by The Court.
Me: *lightbulb goes off* OH! You mean The Cure?
Taylor: That's what I said.
Me: The "court" song?
Taylor: Yeah Mommy, you told me the song was by The Court.
Me: *lightbulb goes off* OH! You mean The Cure?
Taylor: That's what I said.
I'm a little late...
I'm pretty sure that normally people start these before or just after the birth of their child. I'm a little late. Taylor was born on February 17th, 2005, and at that moment my whole world shifted on it's axis. I've heard many parents try to explain "that" moment, but it's all very personal and hard to put into words. I liken it to...a weight? ...a bond? ...a?
The moment was heavy. I felt heavy with love. I felt heavy with a need to protect him. I felt heavy with a desire to know him, and I felt heavy with the extra 15 pounds I didn't lose even after that sweet baby lightened my load. Heavy, yeah that's it.
Since that moment, I've had all kinds of emotional ups and downs that I'm sure many of you parents out there can relate to. The seasons of poop. The sleepless nights. Praying for a God you may not even believe in. "Sweet Sheba, will this child ever sleep?!"
I've had many of those nights in the last almost 6 years, and I'm grateful for everyone of them.
I hope to use this blog to document the life of my brilliant little boy, Taylor. aka. Bubb, Bubbo, Chubbo-Bubbo-Lubbo-Lo. Don't ask...
Welcome to a bit of my journey through motherhood.
The moment was heavy. I felt heavy with love. I felt heavy with a need to protect him. I felt heavy with a desire to know him, and I felt heavy with the extra 15 pounds I didn't lose even after that sweet baby lightened my load. Heavy, yeah that's it.
Since that moment, I've had all kinds of emotional ups and downs that I'm sure many of you parents out there can relate to. The seasons of poop. The sleepless nights. Praying for a God you may not even believe in. "Sweet Sheba, will this child ever sleep?!"
I've had many of those nights in the last almost 6 years, and I'm grateful for everyone of them.
I hope to use this blog to document the life of my brilliant little boy, Taylor. aka. Bubb, Bubbo, Chubbo-Bubbo-Lubbo-Lo. Don't ask...
Welcome to a bit of my journey through motherhood.
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