Goodbye

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For nearly three years my feet have walked this short hall a million times or more. My eyes have been greeted by the morning light as it creeps in through those windows. My hands have made countless dinners on that stove. I’ve watched the sunset through that little crack of sky past those two buildings. So many daily things have happened here within these walls and now we say goodbye. 

I’m sitting here in our little Boston apartment looking at our boxes and empty walls remembering the first time we walked through that door. Our adventure here had just begun. We looked at each other a little stunned at the size of our new home wondering how in the world our very large furniture was going to fit in such a small space. That first night we slept on an air mattress on the floor. It was one of those nights where I couldn’t sleep because I was excited and nervous all at the same time wondering what life in this new place would bring. Three years later I’m a little sad to say goodbye. 

When it was just Joshua and me it was the perfect size, not too big not too small, just right. It was in this place we realized we didn’t need as many worldly things as we once thought. The small space made us purge things on a regular basis by finding our unused things a better home. The lack of outdoor space forced us to spend time out and about in the city exploring all the things Boston has to offer. It was the perfect place for a young newly married couple in love.

So many memories were made within these walls, some good and some painful. We were faced with the truth of our infertility here. I spent many a night crying deep gut wrenching cries at countless negative pregnancy tests. I looked to the side of my bed often wondering if there would ever be a crib beside it. I recovered from the surgery we hoped would bring us closer to children and help me become healthier. I found out I was pregnant with Maximus just over there, I almost fell over I was so overcome with shock and utter joy. Finally a crib sat beside our bed and a sweet baby boy lay inside it. Even though sleep has become difficult with three people in one room and Max will now have his own room I am going to miss looking to my right and seeing my little love sleeping peacefully through the night.

There is so much here I am sad to say goodbye to. This little apartment was the beginning of two new adventures for Joshua and me and its bitter-sweet to have to leave it tomorrow. However, I can’t wait to see the memories we’ll make in our new house. I pray we’re brusting at the seams with love and babies! 

And then we bought a house!

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4 days ago

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Today we signed our lives away, also known as buying a home! I have so much to say about this wonderful new blessing in our lives but for now all I have time for is a picture.

Don’t worry these aren’t our moving clothes, moving in happens tomorrow.

Please Remember

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6 days ago

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Each year as spring slowly begins to turn to summer I am reminded of the preciousness of life, one life in particular actually - my husband’s. Late April brings the anniversary of his return to the states from his tour of duty in Iraq. It also brings the anniversary of our first meeting after having corresponded through email for months. Then May brings Memorial Day and as everyone else rings in the unofficial start of summer I look to the man I share my life with and praise God for him. Then June passes and in comes July, our wedding anniversary, and then August and his birthday. Each year as these dates roll by I remember how blessed we are to share a life together. 

Not all military men and women return from war. So while you’re busy enjoying this three day weekend remember to praise God we live in the land of the free because of the brave, and thank Him for the men and women who gave their all so that you can live free. 

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Here’s a little Maximus to brighten your Wednesday and mine. I’ve been trying to catch him on video as he talks because he’s been saying some pretty funny things and is very close to saying “Dada”. However, this child knows when he is being recorded/watched/listened to and being the ever so sly ham that he is when he realizes any of those things going on he stops talking. So here you have Maximus squawking like a bird. Also look at that hair! Not only does it look borderline blonde (I am so not his mother) but the volume, my goodness! Poor kid inherited our very voluminous, thick, and curly locks. God help me as it grows!

A Note on Style

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2 weeks ago

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Since getting pregnant with Maximus early last year my personal style has changed greatly. During my pregnancy I refused to buy a lot of maternity clothes, they were expensive, mostly ugly and I felt it was a waste of money. So I had to be creative with what I already had and clothes that could be found in non-maternity stores. It was always a new challenge getting dressed in the mornings and I became much more creative than I’ve ever been with my outfits.

Since Max was born things never really went back to the way they were style wise. Now I find myself being creative with my clothes so that I can nurse and trying to dress my “new” post baby body. Even though I’m back to my pre baby size I don’t feel the same and I’ve lost a bit of the confidence I used to have. Now its a challenge getting dressed because I constantly have a voice in my head telling me I still look three months pregnant, or what I’m wearing is ugly, or I just can’t find anything that I feel good, confident, and beautiful in. Its a struggle I wish I didn’t have, I feel insanely vain for caring so much yet I know when I feel good about myself I am a better wife and mother. Am I the only mother who feels this way? Will I ever get that sense of confidence and style back? 

Here’s a picture of Max and me from this morning. An old dress turned skirt and a very old beloved shirt.