How do you measure a year? Lyrics from one of my favorite songs, Seasons of Love, from my favorite musical..Rent. It's amazing that a year has almost passed in my little man's life. Where did the time go? I still remember in blazing technicolor the moment I felt him stir inside me, the moment I heard him cry for the first time, the moment I saw my husband hold his boy, the moment I got to hold him...And now I look at him standing tall in his playpen and I'm awed. Those tiny fingers and toes are growing and that baby softness is growing thin in his cheeks. Being home I've been so lucky to see each precious moment and I know each second is a gift. How I wish that everyone who loves him could be close so they could kiss those cheeks everyday!! He loves you all so much!
On Sunday the 7th we'll be celebrating his 1st trip around the sun and are lucky that our friends will be here to join us. I know I will have moments of sadness as I remember the past but with my new lease on happiness I'm charging forward into this new phase with an energy I've never had. Thank you to everyone who loves our little family and supports us so very much. We're very lucky and we know it. I promise to take lots of pictures and videos, especially when Eli gets his cake. It should be a riot. We love you all!!!!!!!!
Love and Spit Bubbles,
Dawn and Eli
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
A picture is worth a thousand words
So yesterday after my blogging I went back to facebook and scrolled through my "news" and "poof" noticed a picture of a friend sitting at Margaritaville here in Vegas. It had just posted and for some reason I quickly found her number and sent out a text...."Are you still here?" And by damned if my phone didn't ring a few minutes later...yes! My Pam was still here. Have you ever been blessed to meet someone who is just a *pure* soul? A person who can so quickly go from stranger to friend to family? This is my Pam. I met her while mentoring at Curves and I was lucky to sign both her and her MIL that day and get to work out with them the next. When I was offered the job to stay, honestly Pam was a factor...she made me laugh. She smart and funny, irreverent and honest, smart-assed and sweet. I would plan my days workout around her arrival and I usually laughed more than worked out. When I left Curves it pained me to leave all my "girls" but she pained me more than others. Last year I got an invite from her to join a (not gone) social networking site and was so pleased to update her of my new life in Vegas and the little man about to join my reality. When FB became the rage we met again there and yes I caught her on my turf....
So I grabbed the kiddo and jumped in the shower and drug poor Randy out to the strip. After a few minutes of wandering I found Pam exactly where she said she'd be...a rarity in Vegas. After finding a place where we could sit and talk that allowed Eli (darn if they won't believe he's a 21 year old midget LOL) I shanghaied her for nearly 4 hours...leaving only when I knew I couldn't delay it anymore. Just sitting there shook something loose that needed a shaking. Randy very poetically said when we came home that she was like an ivy plant of pure joy and that he could see me opening up and allowing the tendrils in replacing the dark ones I've been trying to shake. This beautiful woman, just simply by being her, redirected the light in me. She made me cry when she saw that finally I was starting to love me just a little bit. And having someone from my past meet my future and say "He's perfect" is always a nice confirmation of what I already know...that Randy (the purest soul I know) is my soul's perfect mate. When we parted she thanked me...apparently this little Fraggle can still people up too. I'm not sure if I told her thank you in return but I hope this blog serves as a public thank you!
Then as I tried to sleep last night the MP3 player played a song I had never heard but was so *perfect* for how I feel. Even if you are not a fan, Pink's "Glitter in the Air" is quite possibly one of my favorite songs now.
Love and Spit bubbles,
Dawn and Eli
Ps: Here's a link to a beautiful video someone made to the song...it's terribly lovely http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7TTKlJ3H4PQ)
So I grabbed the kiddo and jumped in the shower and drug poor Randy out to the strip. After a few minutes of wandering I found Pam exactly where she said she'd be...a rarity in Vegas. After finding a place where we could sit and talk that allowed Eli (darn if they won't believe he's a 21 year old midget LOL) I shanghaied her for nearly 4 hours...leaving only when I knew I couldn't delay it anymore. Just sitting there shook something loose that needed a shaking. Randy very poetically said when we came home that she was like an ivy plant of pure joy and that he could see me opening up and allowing the tendrils in replacing the dark ones I've been trying to shake. This beautiful woman, just simply by being her, redirected the light in me. She made me cry when she saw that finally I was starting to love me just a little bit. And having someone from my past meet my future and say "He's perfect" is always a nice confirmation of what I already know...that Randy (the purest soul I know) is my soul's perfect mate. When we parted she thanked me...apparently this little Fraggle can still people up too. I'm not sure if I told her thank you in return but I hope this blog serves as a public thank you!
Then as I tried to sleep last night the MP3 player played a song I had never heard but was so *perfect* for how I feel. Even if you are not a fan, Pink's "Glitter in the Air" is quite possibly one of my favorite songs now.
Love and Spit bubbles,
Dawn and Eli
Ps: Here's a link to a beautiful video someone made to the song...it's terribly lovely http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7TTKlJ3H4PQ)
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Damn!
...I knew that frequent blogging thing would go boom at some point but I'm going with it. In my last whine fest Randy was on his way home...Well Randy came home, thank God. He made it in about 3am and poor little man tried so hard to stay awake for it. Randy came home kissed me and made for the crib like a man on fire. It felt so good to have been missed but to know that Randy really missed Eli made my heart all gooey. I went in the bedroom and Eli was waking up to the "daddy snuggles" and the look of pure joy on his little face was...movie epic cute. I could have taken a picture but...hey I took that moment for me...I'm stingy.
I do have a-dore-able pics of Eli but I gotta get Randy to put them on my computer. He's trying to walk and his he first run it with the floor. We only had big adult bandages but it made him look tough. I felt like my heart was breaking when he cried, but as I am constantly reminded he's getting bigger and will hurt himself. He learned gravity is a law not a theory...but try explaining that to an 11 month old.
11 month old....am I the only one shrieking at this indignity? He's only a baby!!!
Hrm....Eli and I got sick from whatever crud Randy got in Ohio. Sick baby sucks! But Eli is so plucky he just keeps going. I get sick and stay that way for a long time. *boo* Last week my right leg went 100% numb while I was on the couch. Thinking my butt had been sitting on it for too long I figgered "pins and needles, no biggie." I got up to fecth the baby and stood up. Remember the law I mentioned earlier? I went DOWN. Tried again and managed to hobble, wobble into the bedroom. Stood up, leg went out down again. Now it's scaring me. (I can hear you all slapping your head...) I get up foot, toes, leg all gone....no feeling or stability. Ankle turns and I hear a pop. Now I'm scared and screwed. Remember me feeling not so cheery at being without close friends and Randy gone? Me and (screaming) Eli in the bedroom....Randy at work...Cell phone? In living room. F&*^%$##@ So I crawl to phone and call Randy and explain that I didn't take the wrong med and blink out, my leg is FUBAR....Cue to scared Randy. I thought I broke it. Randy came home and since I could move said foot and leg (couldn't tell you I was doing it or it hurt like hell) we skipped the ER but here we are a week later and my foot/leg is not so bueno. So tomorrow off to the GP to see why the leg's wonky. I like him and he's going to yell at me...yuck.
The good news?! We finally bought a new car. It's all shiny and pretty. Ok it's a 2007 but that's new to me. Now I can look into a "mommy and me" class for Mr. Eli and I. I think we're more excited that "Paw-Paw" and Grandma Jeannie are coming out soon! I love visits...Just wish we had more of them.
Much love and Many Spit bubbles
Dawn and Eli
I do have a-dore-able pics of Eli but I gotta get Randy to put them on my computer. He's trying to walk and his he first run it with the floor. We only had big adult bandages but it made him look tough. I felt like my heart was breaking when he cried, but as I am constantly reminded he's getting bigger and will hurt himself. He learned gravity is a law not a theory...but try explaining that to an 11 month old.
11 month old....am I the only one shrieking at this indignity? He's only a baby!!!
Hrm....Eli and I got sick from whatever crud Randy got in Ohio. Sick baby sucks! But Eli is so plucky he just keeps going. I get sick and stay that way for a long time. *boo* Last week my right leg went 100% numb while I was on the couch. Thinking my butt had been sitting on it for too long I figgered "pins and needles, no biggie." I got up to fecth the baby and stood up. Remember the law I mentioned earlier? I went DOWN. Tried again and managed to hobble, wobble into the bedroom. Stood up, leg went out down again. Now it's scaring me. (I can hear you all slapping your head...) I get up foot, toes, leg all gone....no feeling or stability. Ankle turns and I hear a pop. Now I'm scared and screwed. Remember me feeling not so cheery at being without close friends and Randy gone? Me and (screaming) Eli in the bedroom....Randy at work...Cell phone? In living room. F&*^%$##@ So I crawl to phone and call Randy and explain that I didn't take the wrong med and blink out, my leg is FUBAR....Cue to scared Randy. I thought I broke it. Randy came home and since I could move said foot and leg (couldn't tell you I was doing it or it hurt like hell) we skipped the ER but here we are a week later and my foot/leg is not so bueno. So tomorrow off to the GP to see why the leg's wonky. I like him and he's going to yell at me...yuck.
The good news?! We finally bought a new car. It's all shiny and pretty. Ok it's a 2007 but that's new to me. Now I can look into a "mommy and me" class for Mr. Eli and I. I think we're more excited that "Paw-Paw" and Grandma Jeannie are coming out soon! I love visits...Just wish we had more of them.
Much love and Many Spit bubbles
Dawn and Eli
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