Connor's First Christmas and 8 months old!

       I realize it has been almost 2 weeks since my last post, but I have been in NY for 8 of those.. and stressed out the other 4! Connor and I flew to NY on Dec. 19th to visit Adam's family for Christmas. It was a lovely visit, and I have tons of pictures I'll be sure to post. I feel like Connor has just taken off over these past 2 weeks too. He officially has a bottom tooth, he's crawling, babbling even more (if you can believe that), and he loooves to walk around holding on to my fingers. He's such a little stinker, and I love him so, so much! I can't believe he is 8 months old already. I'm not sure where the time went, but it is going by too quickly. So, he officially began crawling well over Christmas. He can be pretty lazy with it unless he wants something, lol, but he looks like a little robot crawling across the floor. It was hard to get him crawling though because he loves to walk around holding on to my fingers, and he loves the walker! But, he's on the move and it's so bittersweet. He got so many toys for Christmas, and we have them all set up in the middle of the living room floor. No better place! haha. I enjoy it, really. He can sit and play and I can do what I have to do. Well, sort of. He's become quite the mama's boy lately. My husband is getting frustrated, but I am a stay at home mom, and Connor is used to me. We don't have family here either, so it's hard to get away. He's a great baby, though. He had a hard time in NY with sleeping habits and all the stimulation, but he's finally catching up on his sleep and returning to his normal schedule and normal silly baby self. I'll post a few pictures from Christmas time :)

       It's been awhile since I've posted about my sweet boy :) Connor is SO busy. I honestly feel like over these past few weeks he has just taken off and is constantly doing/learning new things. He crawls a little bit, but to be honest, this kid does not like it. He would much rather be in his walker. He pulls up, and he can stand and play with his toys. If I hold his hands, he walks! He is getting so big. He has this new thing where he makes noises and moves his hand over his mouth. I am pretty sure he picked it up from my god daughter because she does it. It's so cute! He is loving the bath still. Bath time is a lot of fun. He's also tried some new foods. I got the baby bullet for christmas, and I have been making his food! Right now, the fridge is full of chicken and cinnamon apples, chicken and sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes, white potatoes, pears, and cinnamon applesauce. I've also been making him fresh avacados and broccoli. The broccoli is new, and he loves it. It doesn't seem to upset his stomach either. He has also just started cheeses. He loves cottage cheese as long as I puree it with something. I've been pureeing it with broccoli, and it's pretty tasty. Oh and bigger news! Connor has a bottom tooth! FINALLY, it came in! It's so bittersweet. I thought he had one coming in before, but I was wrong. This time, he totally has a bottom tooth. I can feel it and see it :) Sharp little sucker. Connor is such a talker. He will just sit and talk to himself, and he has a new hilarious smile. I posted it in the first picture. haha He just thinks he's so funny. (He totally is). He says "HI" a lot now, and of course he just babbles. He lights up my day, and I cannot imagine life without him. Christmas is approaching, and I'm really excited for Connor to have his first christmas. We already did our little family christmas exchange, and it was a blast. I'll be in NY Dec. 19-27, so until then, I hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas! God Bless!!

Scared Pale.

  

   OKay, so I haven't updated my blog in a while, but I've kinda had a lot on my mind. First of all, if you haven't read "Heaven is For Real," and your faith has been shaken and/or you just want an easy, fulfilling read, check it out. It's about a little boy who goes to Heaven and then comes back to tell his family all about it. He's 3. It sounds strange, but it's really amazing. He is full of information from the bible and his family's past that no 3 year old could ever know. I needed to read that book, especially with what I've been going through these past couple of weeks. And I will begin explaining.. But before I do, I don't need any "i told you so's" or "you were an idiot" because I KNOW that NOW. If I could go back in time to myself at 15/16, I would tell myself that I have an amazing husband and adorable, awesome, 7 month old who need me in their life.. and to STOP tanning.

   You couldn't tell me when I was younger how bad the sun/tanning is. I was invincible,duh. I tanned AND I was a lifeguard in the summer, and I didn't wear sunscreen most of the time. Why? Because tan is beautiful, right?! Who wants to be pale?? Well, I'm 23, and I found a mole. An ugly, multi-colored, irregular mole. I wish I knew then what I know now. Pale is gorgeous, and as you get older, the tan you once had leaves you with fear and paranoia. I shrugged it off for a couple of months, and told myself it was nothing. Mainly out of fear, but every time I looked at my baby boy and he smiled, I felt my stomach turn. I promised Connor in the hospital when I almost lost my life then, that I would do everything in my power to always be there for him, so I scheduled an appt. When I got in with the dermatologist, he did not like it, but said he didn't "think" it was anything. I got the phone call today with the results. The nurse asked me if I had a minute, and my stomach jumped into my throat. She told me it was PRE-melanoma, but it wasn't melanoma YET. I didn't give it the chance to become anything because I saw the doctor in time. She told me it was nothing for me to worry about, but I do need to schedule an appoinment with the plastic surgeon to remove more tissue around the area. I will have my surgery most likely in the new year, and while I am really upset that I need surgery, I am SO thankful that God gave me the courage to go to the doctor. Reality is really scary. I have been terrified, but Connor needs his momma, and I want to be here to watch him grow up. All I really want to say is be AWARE. Check your body yourself or go to a dermatologist if you ever tanned or feel uneasy about anything. It can be fixed if you catch it early enough. I am so THANKFUL to God for answering my prayers, and giving me the courage and strength to save my life. For some reason I am at peace because I know in my heart that God had a hand in this diagnosis. He is helping me save my life. Let's just say that I'm scared Pale.

Remember our troops this holiday season

The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,

 I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.

My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,

my daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree, I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
 My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep
in perfect contentment, or so it would seem.
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eye when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
and I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts,
to the window that danced with a warm fire's light
then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night"
"Its my duty to stand at the front of the line,
that separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December,"
then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red white and blue... an American flag.
"I can live through the cold and the being alone,
 Away from my family, my house and my home,
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat,
I can carry the weight of killing another
or lay down my life with my sisters and brothers
who stand at the front against any and all,
to insure for all time that this flag will not fall."
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?

It seems all too little for all that you've done,

For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone.
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
to know you remember we fought and we bled
is payment enough, and with that we will trust.
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.



- While you are with your family, remember our troops overseas and in the states this Holiday Season who are protecting your freedom to do so -

A different kind of love.

http://shine.yahoo.com/parenting/loving-husband-more-kids-key-good-life-181900983.html

    If you have the time, you should click on the link above and read the article. The title bothers me, "loving the husband more than the kids," but once I started reading it, I understood why it has that title. No, I don't think that a woman should love her husband more than the kids, but I also don't think that a woman should put all of her focus on her children, so much that she neglects the need of her husband. (And this goes both ways for the husband too)! The article is very eye-opening, especially to new parents (atleast it is to me). Adam and I have put our relationship on the back burner over the past 7 months since Connor was born. We aren't having any problems or anything, but we are putting all of our energy into Connor, and we aren't making enough time for each other. Even after Connor goes to sleep, we are exhausted and just hit the lights and fall asleep most nights. I had Adam read the article last night, and we decided to really put more energy in our marriage. Like the article says, "your husband is there in the beginning, and once the kids are out of the house, it's back to the 2 of you." So many marriages fail because couples don't know each other after the kids leave the house and because as the kids grow older, the husband and wife put so much effort in raising their kids, they forget to put effort in their marriage. Being a mother comes so naturally to me, and being a father is also very natural for Adam. But, being a wife and husband takes work. I don't love Adam more than Connor or Connor more than Adam, I just love them differently. It's a different kind of love. Take time for your marriage. Physically and emotionally because you will notice that the happiness in your marriage reflects on you as a parent.

Crying it out.

            It's been a little while since I posted, but I have been in Virginia for Thanksgiving/vacation. I had a wonderful time with my family, and I got to meet my beautiful niece, Camryn! She is SO beautiful. I spent time with two of my best girlfriends, Pam and Melissa. Adam, Connor, and I also got to spend time with our bestfriends, Lauren, Shawn, and their baby girl, Delaney. It was a successful trip if I do say so myself, and Connor was fabulous. He started getting antsy towards the end of the trip, but he's teething and I think the trip was hard on him. He did sooo good on the flights home today though... made me so proud :) I feel like I have so much to talk about. I always have thoughts in my head I want to write about and somehow forget. Connor is getting SO big! He's going to start crawling any day now, I can feel it, but I'm in NO hurry. He's so busy already, I can't imagine how he's going to be when he can move around. AH! I swore I gained 5 lbs over Thanksgiving since I didn't count calories AT ALL when I was in Virginia, butttt I didn't gain anything?! Uhm, talk about exciting. I was prepared to see a scary number when I got home, but it wasn't scary at all. Hallelujah! Anyways... moving on to what I wanted to write about. The "cry it out" method. Connor and I have a routine, and it's fairly easy each night. I notice he gets tired around 7:30/8:00, so I grab him up and cradle him, put a blanket over him and his face, and walk around the house. He's out within 5 minutes. Some nights he fights me, but once he realizes he's going to lose, he surrenders. Tonight he was realllly restless (I think it was because of the traveling), so Adam suggested that I let him "cry it out." I know it is probably good for them, and I read that it helps babies learn how to fall asleep by themselves and then fall back asleep by themselves if they wake up in the middle of the night. Connor doesn't have problems going back to sleep in the middle of the night, but he doesn't like for me to juts lay him down, and selfishly, I don't like doing it either. I enjoy walking/rocking him to sleep. I feel like it's "our time." Is that lame? Maybe, but I like our routine. Tonight, I put him in his crib and he talked to himself for a while, then he realized what was going on and he wasn't havin' it. He screamed and screamed (only for about 5 minutes), and I went in and got him. He was so worked up, there was no way he would fall asleep on his own, and then I rocked him for 5 minutes and he was out like a light. Maybe I'm ruining him... but my way works for now. It's easy for us, and once he's asleep, he's asleep for the night! 10 minutes of rocking beats an hour of crying in my book. What are your nighttime rituals? Does the "cry it out" method work for you? I'm just curious to see how other momma's do it.

Of course I'll post a picture of my little boog:

Busy bees..

  
   We've been busy! Connor and I made it to Virginia, and we are picking "Dada" up tomorrow! The flights weren't too bad. We had a layover in Charlotte, and it interesting. I didn't bring the stroller because silly me assumed that people would be helpful and I could get an electric car at the airport. SIKE. People were incredibly rude. I had to wait 10 minutes and no car came, and I only had about 15 minutes to get from Gate A to Gate E with a 20 lb baby on my hip, a diaper bag, and a rollie suitcase. Uhm, I was sweating like crazy. It was rough, but we made it! The first flight was 2 1/2 hours and Connor basically slept the whole flight. The second flight was about 45 minutes, and Connor was bright eyed and bushy tailed.. and bored. He got super hyper and jumpy. He's SO busy these days, but he's such a happy baby. I will post a bunch of pictures soon. I am in Virginia until the 1st. Anyway, Connor is pulling up constantly, and he says "Hi", "Dada", and "Mama." He's getting SO big! I don't realize the major changes in him since Im with him everyday, but my family went crazy. We went to my sister's house today and played with her and my niece, Camryn who is 3 weeks old! She is soooo cute! I forgot how tiny newborns are! Ahhh! I can't believe Connor is almost 7 months old. Bathtime is probably his and my favorite time of the day. He LOVES bathtime. I never in my life knew that I would love someone this much. He is such a blessing. I am so thankful for him and my amazing husband. Adam is a wonderful dad, and the 2 of them together melts my heart! Well, I will update more soon with pictures :) HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

BABY LEGS! Well.. sorta

 So, I decided to buy "baby legs" aka baby leg warmers. I went straight to babylegs.com, but decided to look around. (Etsy is my weakness). I found a woman who makes them, and they are about $6 a pair. Half the price of baby legs. Anyyyway, here they are! SO CUTE!

Sickies

       Its Tuesday, and Connor and I have been sick for almost a week. We're talkin' uncontrollable snot, coughing to the point of almost barfing, sore throat.. you get it. So GROSS.  We always get sick at the worst times, ever. My mother in law is coming to visit on Thursday,  The USMC Ball is on Saturday, and then on Monday Connor and I are flying to VA to visit my family. I'm really excited. I just wish we were feeling better, right now. Not to mention, my house looks like "hoarders: buried alive." We completely moved the coffee table, and it's become a baby's dream. Absolute disaster for us though. Well, yesterday I ended up taking Connor to the doctor. His snot was green, and I wanted to make sure he didn't have any sort of infection. Well, he has a sinus infection, so his doctor put him on amoxicillin (sp?) and I gave him benadryl last night. Dare I tell you the real reason... I was making sure it made him drowsy for the flight! I don't want him awake the majority of the flights for several reasons. Number 1 reason is so that he isn't fussy and bored and Number 2 reason is that I don't want him touching EVERYTHING. Airplanes are like an incubator of sickness. No thanks. I'm not a neurotic mother when it comes to germs anymore, (I was pretty bad the first few months) but I really don't want him to be sick while we are in VA with my family for Thanksgiving. Johnson's makes a "baby bath" soothing vapor. It helps babies with colds, it says, and it really does. I poured some in his bath water, and it really cleared him up. Cleared me up too. Just an FYI for mommies with sick babies. If you are like me, you will try anything! Despite his sinus infection, he is still his little energetic self. I swear, nothing slows this kid down. At the doctor yesterday, he weighed 19 lbs 13 oz. His weight gaining seems to be slowing down... because he is constantly moving. Oh, and last night he pulled up!! I sat him down on his changing table, and he grabbed the handle and stood up. Which is actually really freakin' scary because that's quite a fall.

That's the changing table.. on the left side of my GIANT belly, under the tree :) But, you can see why it's scary that he pulled up on it. By the way, I cringe looking back at the pregnancy pictures! haha This was 4 days before I had Connor, and I was only 35 weeks pregnant here. Anyway, moving on.. I have been totally slacking on making his baby food lately. It really has been just a rough month. I'm really looking forward to this weekend and the ball with my husband. We need it! I am getting my hair done. Haven't done that since prom, lol. But, I'm goin' all out. We got a room at the resort where the ball is, and my mother in law is watching Connor that night. I'm going to have a REALLY hard time leaving him for an entire night, but I know Adam and I need this. Besides, Kathy raised 4 children, lol, I know she is going to be amazing with Connor, and I know they will have a blast! I have no worries. Anyways, here are some pics from this past week. I swear, Connor is growing every single day!

Family Photos

 If anyone of you live in the Katy, TX area (or anywhere remotely close), "Snapped With Love" Photography is amazing! Melissa is so warm-hearted! She made our family photo shoot so much fun! My husband HATES getting pictures done, but Melissa makes it feel like you are just hangin' out. Check out her amazing work at  www.snappedwithlove.com and here is her work with my family :)

I can't think of a title.

   Thank you all for the love and support over Gus' passing. We are going to miss him so much.

Last week was hectic, heartbreaking and just exhausting. We didn't slow down over the weekend either. Friday night Adam worked late, and Saturday morning I woke up at 5:00 A.M. for family photos! We had to leave the house by 6:30 to get to Katy, TX by 8:00 for our photo shoot. We ended up waking Connor up because he was still sleeping when we left, but he ate and went back to sleep. He woke up at 8:00 so happy and ready for pictures! It was 45 degrees out though, and about 30 minutes in he got a little fussy, BUT we finished and I am SO excited to see the pictures!! Then, Saturday night, Adam and I had to go to an event for Operation Homefront where Adam was in the colorguard. Connor stayed with our neighbor for 8 HOURS. The longest I've ever left him. It was SO hard, but my neighbor constantly kept me updated and sent me pictures of him. She said he did really well, but she can tell he is teething because he'll laugh and then randomly scream. Yup. I am just waiting for a tooth to pop out. Any day now. Sunday, Adam and I steam cleaned more carpet and our couch cushions. Omg... let me just say that we really should do that more often. haha Well, updates on Conbutt. He is so full of himself these days. He blabs and talks and laughs all the time. He goes to town in his walker, walking everywhere! He has started to crawl backwards, but it's more like a scoot. I know it won't be long before he starts crawling tho, which means, it is REALLY time to safety proof this house! Well, it's raining, and Connor's waking up from his nap, so I will update again this week when we get pics back :) Here's an awesome video of Lilly and Connor - (Lilly is chasing a laser)

A Man's Bestfriend..

          3 years ago, Adam and I got our first baby, a beautiful pitbull, Lilly Hill. 2 1/2 years ago, Adam and I added a new addition to our family, a white spotted pitbull, Gus Hill. Lilly has always been this little hell on wheels. Gus, he was a pretty mean puppy, but he was so adorable, and as Gus grew up he became the SWEETEST dog you will ever meet. I mean, he loved Everyone, and he did not discriminate. Old, Young, Male, Female, Black, White, Yellow.. he loved you. Adam and I used to get so annoyed with Gus because he would follow us around like a "puppy dog." Literally. It didn't matter where we went, Gus followed. And at 75 lbs, he still believed he was a lap dog! About 1 1/2 years ago, Gus had his first seizure. It was horrible, and he were in VA visiting friends for the weekend. I took Gus to the vet, but they weren't sure if it was epilepsy or just something he may have eaten. He proceeded to have seizures, and he was in and out of the vet. We finally got his seizures under control in NC to a point. He still had seizures but they weren't terrible, but when we moved to TX, he had a really bad episode about a week after we moved in to our home. The vet here was amazing. She put him on a higher dosage of phenobarbital, and it seemed to help him for a while... But, he continued to have seizures, about 2-3 a week. Last week, Gus had his last seizure and it took his life. He was only 2 1/2, and Adam and I have been a wreck. Adam came in the bedroom that morning and said, "Gus is seizing." I kinda blew it off and figured he would snap out of it shortly because he always did. When I went in there shortly after, I noticed his "ticking." He was laying there tremmering. Adam had left for work, and I knew I couldn't get Gus into the car by myself to take him to the vet. My neighbor, Blane, came to my rescue and helped me get Gus to the vet. They had to use a doggie stretcher once I got to the vet, and the vet gave him valium and pheno. It made him top shaking, but he was so lethargic. Well, I went to get Gus that evening, and he still wasn't walking. I took him back to the vet for the next 2 days and then got him and watched him at night. They had Gus on a lot of meds, but he still couldn't walk. When we got into the beginning of this week, and Gus still wasn't walking or responding to us pinching his toes, we knew it wasn't good. I called the vet and she mentioned possible euthenasia. I was SO upset. I was crying, and called Adam to come home because I knew I couldn't take Gus to the vet. When Adam took Gus, the vet called me and told me that she was pretty sure his brain swelled, and that he had neurological damage. She said they could "try" to help him but it would take weeks, and we would more than likely end up having to make the same decision. So, instead of making Gus suffer Adam and I, with broken hearts, decided it was in Gus' best interest to put him down. He was so miserable and pitiful, and these seizures took his life from him. The seizure he had last week kept him from walking, and it took the happy, loving dog that we loved. Adam said that Gus went so peacefully, and that he just sat there and cried. I was bawling when he got home, and he handed me Gus' paw print that they had imprinted on a heart for us. We are getting Gus' ashes too. Losing a pet is like losing a family member. Our hearts are broken. We loved him so much.

6 MONTHS = 1/2 a year old!!

Drumroll please.....

My little Sock Monkey is 6 months old, weighing in at 19 lbs 7 oz and 27 1/2 inches long. He is in the 80th percentile for both weight and height. His head measurement is 95th percentile. It's a big noggin, but it's the cutest big noggin I've ever seen :) Connor's doctor's appointment was at 7:30 a.m. on Friday. Uhm, that sucked to say the least. He doesn't even get up that early, lol. but he was in a fabulous mood... until the shots were administered. Poor baby. We went ahead and got his flu shot. Adam and I have been debating it for 2 months, but since we will be traveling lots this winter, we decided to talk to his doctor and see what she suggested. She HIGHLY recommended the flu shot, especially since we will be flying a lot. She said that the risks of the flu are so much worse than the flu shot. Anyway, we decided it was best for our child, and it's definitely a personal parenting choice. Connor is quite the little stinker. He is trying SO hard to crawl, but can't figure it out yet. He doesn't nap like he used to. At all. But, it is so much fun having a 6 month old. He is on stage 2 baby foods now, and his doctor said we can even start him on meats. Right now, I'm holding off on that. I am introducing mixed fruits and mixed vegetables, and more of the stage 2 vegetables. We also got him yogurt, and I even got him the gerber graduates little "cheerio" flavored things. Yeah, that was a terrible description. Anyway, they basically just melt in his mouth and he feeds himself :) He is my pride and joy, and he's been a very happy baby. HOWEVER, he is so busy. Connor has to constantly being doing something or he gets bored and whines. That is why I am excited for him to start crawling. I'm excited for him to be able to do things himself, but I am going to be all over the place! He is so busy, and I know it's just going to get so much worse. Speaking of, Adam and I have a lot of baby proofing to do. I may go next week and get a few safety proofing things. It won't be long.. This past week has been INSANE. I mean, there is no other way to put that. Gus, our male pitbull, has epilepsy, and he had a really bad episode Tuesday. It is saturday and he is still way out of it. He can't walk, and it's a mess. I'm just praying to God he pulls through and we can get it under control. It's awful. Adam has been working his ass off too, which makes it really hard trying to drag a 75 lb dog to and from the vet when he can't even walk! .. and cleaning up poop. Agh! I need to take a deep breath sometimes and realize that I get my husband home at night. It might not be for long, but I get to see him everyday. He bought me flowers today because it's just been a rough week. He's the best <3 Halloween is Monday, and as you can see, Connor is a Sock Monkey! My mom made his little hat and diaper cover. It's SO adorable. I'll post more pics :) Enjoy!

:)

        There's my little monkey. I cannot believe that he is going to be 6 months old on Wednesday. It drives me crazy! He is getting so big, and he is so funny. I'm going to update more about Connor on Friday after his doctor's appointment if he is feeling well and hopefully napping. Last week, I ordered 2 new bumGenius colors. Freaking love them! See:

Connor loves them too :)

The colors are so bright and bold. It makes me happy :)

Anyways, Adam signed me up for a class at Gold's Gym last week called Rip 60. It was the definition of Suck, and I got a cramp during the warm up. I don't want to pay an extra $20/month for the class, so I just signed up for the gym, and I'm going at least 3 times a week. Connor really seems to be enjoying the daycare they offer. He loves kids, and I think it's really good for him. Friday night, Adam and I went out on our first dinner date since I had Connor! It was lovely, but he cried for the baby sitter for the first hour. He is really starting to get separation anxiety, and I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that I never leave him. He's used to Adam leaving him, but NOT me. When I went to see Footloose last Sunday, Adam said that Connor cried a lot too. :-/ I really enjoy my hour at the gym in the mornings to myself. I need it. It's been so long since I had "me" time, and I think it's important that every mother gets their "me" time.
p.s.- It has been a while since I posted about my weight watchers journey, but I am 2 lbs. away from my goal weight of 120. I am still doing it, and I'm happy with where I am :) It feels good to be so CLOSE to my goal! So, if anyone wants to know what my "secret" was.. it isn't a secret. I just nursed Connor and then did weight watchers after that.