This blog is just about my life and mostly revolves around my son, Jamie. This blog is a combination of everything, whether it may be a new recipe I tried, a good freebie I found, something funny Jamie said, or feelings I'm having about life in general. There's little rhyme or reason. I'll never win any blogging awards, but I enjoy writing about our lives and I mostly do it for my son. It's so easy to forget moments over the years. I've got all these little tidbits of our life in print and I hope that someday Jamie can enjoy them.

I called this blog Mother of Life, Mother of Loss because of my issues with pregnancy loss and the joy of finally bringing this wonderful person into the world. Truly, I feel the pains of loss, but you won't see too much of that here. I am blessed and I am, above all else, a mother of life.

After all the years of infertility and loss, Matthew and I were blessed with a surprise pregnancy. We were pregnant with twins, but unfortunately, Baby A could not stay with us. Baby B grew into a healthy and happy baby girl that we named Bella Marie. We are so blessed to have two beautiful children.


Sunday, July 13, 2008

Obstacle Chronicles 7/13

Today we got up late after last nights fiasco in the traffic. We had to get up and get dressed to get on the road for another attempt at delivering the bed. This time we took back roads with success.

We had McKalah with us this trip. Jamie was frequently annoyed by her and spent a lot of time arguing with her and telling her to , "Be quiet." and to "Stop it." She just talks a lot and makes a lot of noises.

When the car would get too quiet he would break the silence with a scream. I had a lot of problems with him kicking the back of my seat.

He was still very good.

At home we had the same issues with him refusing to go to the bathroom and demanding food. He wasn't satisfied with any food. He specifically wanted candy, which I repeatedly refused. He tried to push me and pull me. He tried to block my way when I would try to move away from him when he demanded. He didn't throw a major tantrum, though.

He put himself to bed in my bed tonight. Here shortly my husband will move him to his own bed. Hopefully he'll transition easily.

Blah Blah Blah by Laura at 7/13/2008 10:44:00 PM  

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