Lamenting

Don't get me wrong, I love my life. I love living on our own schedule. I love being able to stay home with my child, even if sometimes financially it's not so nice. I love my husband and how far we've come together.

But sometimes I miss things.

I miss being with my husband for long stretches of time, uninterrupted.
I miss not caring what I eat because my teenage body's metabolism would take care of it for me.
I miss coffee.
I miss not being asked a million questions all day long.
I miss being taken care of.
I miss having that careless feeling, that I can do (almost) anything I wanted.
I miss behaving animals.

I could list a million other things I miss, but I won't. I've had my pity party. Now is the time to just look at what I would miss if I didn't have the life I have.

I would miss my son's hugs, no matter how stifling they can get.
I would miss rocking him to sleep just because he/I need it.
I would miss that getting-away-with-something feeling when my husband and I can steal a few moments just for us.
I would miss knowing that I take very good care of myself, because others depend on me.

I have to remember these things when that overwhelming feeling comes creeping back into my head. I have to have my moment, then carry on for the sake of those around me. I will be strong for my family, and know that one day tripping over toys will end, and how much I'll miss these days.

I'm lamenting for what I once had and lost, and what I have now and will lose.

My Newest Project

Completed!!

Well...almost...Hobby Lobby was out of eyes! Imagine that.

I have plans of making more of all different kinds and colors and possibly even selling them!
Let me know what you think!!

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Yup, He's A Boy Alright

But he's my boy.

Aiden has shown me his boy side more and more the past few weeks. Sometimes it's a little frustrating because I just don't understand him or the things he does. But then I remember I'm just looking into the world of a small boy, something I've never had a chance at before, and I hope it only helps me understand boys and men that much better.

He's a man's boy because:
He thinks any bodily function is funny, and doing them is even funnier.
He forces burps out, so much that it sounds like he's choking because of how he's sucking in air.
He plays in his food.
He can fish! He threw the line perfectly the first time he tried!
He jumps all over the furniture no matter how many times he falls off.
He's obsessed (again) with the Cars movie. And all cars in general.
He's my little sound effect machine. (I still don't understand how boys have the natural ability to make all those sounds!)
He loves wrestling, fighting pretend bad guys, and just running around being tough.
And one more thing...he's obsessed with his "pee pee." I mean he won't leave the thing alone! I have to tell him 20 times a day to stop!

But he's still my sweet little boy, at least for a little while. He's been telling me I'm his best friend, and still loves to cuddle, and my most favorite part...how his head fits perfectly on my chest when he needs some loves just to go to sleep. Aw...I hope I always remember that feeling.

I love my little Aiden, and I treasure each moment I get with him. *sigh*