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September 29, 2010

The Post where I empty my brain…

I had a breakdown the other night on the phone with my husband. Friday night, I think it was. I just seemed to have completely and totally lost sight of everything that did matter and focused instead on a bunch of junk that doesn’t. The separation is taxing and exhausting. Especially on the days where Little Man just can’t seem to get his act together [or maybe it’s MY act that isn’t together…] We both get cranky and I just lose my head. Almost to the point of wanting to snatch out my hair.

Thankfully, I am married to a man who knows how to call me out and put me back in his place. I wonder sometimes how either of us functioned before the other came along. We compliment one another so well. He puts me in my place when I need it most, just like I put him in his. I can not fathom a life without him. And I can not wait until we are back together again. I miss him terribly.

I can not even put into words how in love with my son I am. He’s reached this really sweet stage where he loves to hug and give kisses. He clings to me most days like he is my sidekick, and I am in love with everything about him. He’s growing so fast. We’re potty training this week [watch for an entire post dedicated to the process] and I am reminded every single second that he is almost two. No longer an infant, no longer a baby…a toddler who is turning into an amazing little boy and I blessed beyond measure to be his mom.

I am finding my way back into my writing passion. I spent the day yesterday writing my Guest Post for Jhen’s Love Story series, and I realized how much I miss it. Writing has and always will be my first love. I pray God opens up the door to show me how I can incorporate photography in with it.

Speaking of Photography, is this not the cutest thing, well ever?

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Gah. I love him so much.  :-) And yes, he’s puckering up for a kiss in the last photo. Sweet, sweet, loving & affectionate little boy. I hope he stays this way to an extent. I don’t want him giving away too many kisses [those are all for me!] but I do want him to love and love BIG.

I was really excited with the turn out for my first No Mom Talk Monday. There were 6 entries when I got around to checking in on Monday morning and I was overjoyed! Thank you so much to those who entered! I’m really hoping to see more than that this coming week. This is something I feel very passionately about. Not just the meme, but the purpose behind the meme. Getting to the point of knowing ourselves again. Finding the woman that we have somehow lost sight of among the chores the cooking and the parenting.

There is a possibility, albeit I don’t know how big or small that possibility is, that we could be getting the list of where we could end up at the end of this week. Not sure. Hubby just mentioned it briefly over the weekend…and mentioned it in a “I look for us to possibly get our list at the end of this week” kind of way. Don’t hold me to it, because I really don’t know.Trust me, when I do those of you who follow me on Twitter and Facebook will know almost as soon as our families do.

I am such a big baby. I didn’t realize that I was still scared of the dark until the other night when Little Man and I were here all by ourselves for the night. My mother/brother in law decided to stay at the beach on Saturday night, so we had the house to ourselves. I slept with the light on in the living room and the TV on in my bedroom. I have such an overactive imagination and every little noise creeps me out. Even if I feel safe where I’m at, I just hear things. I never feel that way when the husband is home. I always feel so safe with him next to me in bed.

I have come to realize that if I go to bed early and wake up late then I am more exhausted than if I stay up late and get up early. Does that make any sense to anyone? Because I don’t get it at all. Maybe it’s because I drink too much coffee on the days I’m up before 8:00. Or maybe it’s just that my head is all kinds of twisted right now. I know Little Man is totally off schedule. Can’t wait to get him back in his own house where we don’t have anyone coming in and out at all hours of the day and night waking him up.

Hope you guys have a fabulous Wednesday!

As of right now, we are officially down to less than 80 Days until A-School Graduation! Hallelujah!

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