happy birthday to weston and america!

Sunday morning (Weston's birthday) we decided to head for the mountains. we went to anthony's parent's house on sunday to spend the night there. we went out to eat and watched some tv before hitting the sack. we were all so tired. weston was in his turned around car seat today for the first time and seemed to enjoy looking where he was going and watching the movie. the next morning, we woke up and headed to see nana and granddaddy and mama and kenny. we decided to do the bike trail that morning. while we were waiting to start, it began to rain. we continued on the trail once it stopped. weston absolutely loved riding the bike. he laughed and waved and looked at everyone passing us. then, the bottom fell out. we got soaked and had to huddle up underneath a rock til the storm passed. we were so wet, but had a great time. i can't wait to do the trail again when i know the weather will be sunny and no chance of rain! weston was such a trooper though and never cried or whined. we rode horses on tuesday and weston stayed back with nana. after eating a good supper with steak, salad, and cobbler (weston had steak for the first time), we headed home. it was a fun weekend and a much needed get away! weston was also able to swing in his swing for the first time in the mountains and loved that as well.

happy birthday, weston!

it is now a few minutes after midnight on july 3, 2011. this means that my baby boy is now 1! i cannot believe it. i am sitting here in the quiet thinking about this day last year and what i was going through. right now i was on the way to the hospital, only to get there and be sent home again. how depressing! despite the 25 hours of labor, pain, tears, needles, medicines, epidural, c-section, and a husband who almost passed on in the operating room, the hardest and longest day of my life turned into the most precious and unbelievable on in a matter of seconds. I cannot imagine life without the little boy that is sleeping so quietly in his crib right now and has no idea how much he means to me. there is honestly nothing in my life that i am more proud to be called than mama. his little 8 lb 14 oz body that was born on that day is now 22 pounds running around the house like a little man and it is the most rewarding and remarkable experience each and every day. having a child really puts your life in persepective. i am now more thankful each day, notice the blessings more frequently, see the sunshine in his eyes when i think that the world is closing in on me. who knew that something so tiny and precious could make me a better person. i hope that i am able to provide enough love in his life that he will never doubt what he means and how much i believe in him. i am so excited for what the future holds for Weston and it makes tear up to think about how much he has in front of him. life is so precious and fragile and i am thankful to God that he trusts me with one of his children.