Showing posts with label boy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boy. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

My Little Man


For most of my life I've envisioned myself having a girl first. My first gut feeling when we found out Evin was coming was that he was a boy. But after a few months of people convincing me it was a girl I changed my mind that they were right. I was so shocked when he was born. My first thoughts went something like this, wow I'm going to die, I want to sleep for ten years, I'm pretty sure this is what it feels like to get hit by a train, aw, she's so cute, wait, um, Tim it's a boy! Really?! You're sure? Um, yep! Ah, wait, I'm not prepared for a boy, what I'm I supposed to do with him? I haven't babysat a boy in a long time, really seriously, what am I supposed to do with him?!? Okk, this is fine, this is great, ok, we're going to have fun, I love little boy clothes, yep, we're good. Ok. Thank you God for my little son. My firstborn son. Since then I have had nothing but gratefulness for my little man. I can't imagine life without him.

Every month gets funner and funner. I'm not a baby/infant person, it was wonderful and challenging, and I'm sure it will be similar with this next baby, but man, I am having SO. MUCH. fun with toddler Evin! He's showing more and more personality and I just love it! He's my friend, we have adventures, we camp in our backyard, we eat lots of food, we play in mud puddles, we get keys and try to unlock every little thing in the house that looks like it could be unlocked with a key. We get in daddy's Jeep and pretend to drive to the beach. We turn on our record player and run around the living room, we get out our exercise mat and do our stretches. I say 1, he says 2, I say 3, he says GO! We go to the park and play on the big kid slide because apparently we're older than we actually are. We listen for big noises and try to decide if it's a plane, train or the garbage truck. We get all the cars out and make ramps for them to roll down, we go outside and smell flowers, but that's not our favorite, we'd rather catch a worm or watch some slugs.
And when daddy comes home we run to the bed and hide under the covers until he comes to tickle us.
Yep, we're buds.

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Thursday, January 3, 2013

Just Like Daddy

Evin loves his daddy, in fact, I would say he's kinda been a daddy's boy from the start. Which is healthy, I think. He waits patiently, or not so patiently some times, for daddy to come home from work. He listens for the sound of daddy's jeep pull in... "daad, daad, daad, daad, ehhh? uh, uh, uh, daaddaad!!! And waits for him to open the door. He runs into his arms, or runs to hide, depending on if it's a hide and seek day or a snuggling day. He follows Tim all around the house and wants to do whatever he's doing.

It melts my heart. 

Thursday, September 8, 2011

The Laundry Maker

I'm typing fast...can you tell?
I got to get this post done before little smooie wakes up.
Yes, I affectionately call my son, 'smooie'.
(sh-moo-e)
It's amazing how fast they grow and change that this stage!
As of this week he has a double chin, blue eyes and a receding hairline.
Here are a few shots from the most recent shoot we did together.

















I have never done so much laundry in my life!

Friday, September 2, 2011

Evin's Birth Day

You always wonder how you'll handle labor...or at least I did.
I have a pretty high pain tolerance so I figured things might be easier on me, 
I mean, how hard could it possibly be?!
Well, on August 11th I found out.
Let's just say it was one of the hardest things I've ever done and my respect for moms has shot through the roof.
Of course now is where I interject "but it was all worth it", which it was and is, but sure didn't feel like it while it was happening.
Giving birth to a new human being is a beautiful, wonderful thing and everybody's labor will be different, some better than mine and some worse.
I was blessed to only be in labor for six hours, which is pretty rare for a first time mom.
But of course quick labor is often harder and more intense...anyways enough talking, on to some pictures.

 Brand new



When Evin was born he cried a second and then looked around with his big beautiful eyes.




I can't believe he's already three weeks old!
He has gained a lot of weight and is now sporting a double chin.
His handsome double chin will be on the blog soon, so stick around.

I hope you all have a fun Labor Day planned.
My crazy busy weekend has already started and it's been great!
I had friends from TX for breakfast and another friend for lunch...anybody want to come over for dinner?