Goodbye Lady Diana

Goodbye Lady Diana. Thank you so very much for the past couple of years...you have certainly brought many laughs as well as crazy moments into my life, as well as Roark's. You watched out for him, in your own way and made Roark laugh.

I am so grateful that you were a part of Uncle Nick's life and brought him so much love and fulfillment. It is with a heavy heart that I have to make this decision. But you will be able to be reunited with your original loving owner.

I will miss you and I love you.

Happiness

This picture says it all...

Call Me Maybe

Seriously, can motherhood be more rewarding than having this super amazing moments? Everyday, Roark continues to warm my heart.

I mean...who couldn't love his sweet dance moves.

My Man

Roark is such a happy little dude. We are having so much fun between our dance parties, playing trains, reading, and just enjoying each other.

This morning was a bit rough for us. Roark seemed just so sad and wouldn't stop crying. Finally, as we were leaving for school he calmed down. By the time I dropped him off at daycare, he was giggling in the backseat.

He tries to say "morning" which sounds like "moggog." This little man of mine warms my heart.

Oh Sweet Pizza...How I Love Thee...

Roark's second love is pizza, as seen in this picture. His first love is me, of course.

We have been having so much fun lately. Saturday night was date night and we went to the Golden Nugget where he enjoyed grilled cheese.

Sunday, we were back in swim class...he loved it. I'm so relieved I decided to get tubes for him...I truly feel that was the best route to take. Then in the afternoon we went to the bookstore, where he picked out some lovely books. Lately, he has been "reading" quite a bit. My sister, Mary would be proud. His favorite book these days is Curious George Goes to the Zoo. He was reading it to me last night.

Last night, he was playing with his LOL Elmo. He was giggling so much but would stop when I would try to take a video of it...this kid is way too amazing.

But I'm sure every parent feels that way about their children. If they don't, then maybe they shouldn't be parents.

My Little Patient

Roark is a trooper. I know I say this time and time again, but it was proven yesterday.

Yes, for Valentine's Day Roark had surgery. He had tubes put in both ears. The doctor's took Roark away from me at 9:00am and by 9:25am he was back in my arms. The doctor mentioned that he had thick liquid behind both ears and it was a good thing I decided to go through with the surgery.

Upon waking up, Roark was pretty inconsolable...it was pretty sad. But by 11am Roark was up and running around. He finished a whole packet of graham crackers. He ate the WHOLE thing!

Seeing Roark bounce back like that was the best Valentine's Day gift I could ever have received.

Thank you Roark - You've made Mommy very proud.



Stronger

Yes...that is the reference to the Kelly Clarkson song. I received some pretty rough news yesterday but I need to be strong for this little heartbreaker.

I found out that I have highly abnormal or cancerous cells on my cervix.

Yes, I am that lucky.

As with everything in my life that I have had to deal with I will overcome this, with grace and I will be stronger. I have to be, for Roark.

Diagnosis - Handsome Boy

This week has been a tough one for the little man. On Monday we went to the ENT doctor where it was determined he is a "high risk" for continued ear infections and needs ear tubes. At one point the doctor said his ears still looked gunky, after being on antibiotics for 10 days.

The doctor also said "Wow, that is a handsome boy." And I couldn't agree more.

Roark is awesome. Over the past couple weeks I have realized and I am determined to continue to do things in Roark's best interest. Even if it means he has to have surgery. It concerns me greatly that these ear infections can lead to hearing loss and speech developmental problems. I pray that I am doing this early enough so that his speech isn't hindered.

This morning he was so sweet when he was waking up...the dogs ran into his room and he pointed at them saying "Dah" and I responded with, "that's right, dog." To which Roark said, "Woof, woof."

This kid is brilliant.

Spending so much time, and energy on this little man and having him bring me so much joy, I'm perplexed by parent's who don't put their childrens needs first. I'm mystified that some parent's would rather play with their phone than play with their kid. I'm baffled by parent's who don't keep an eye on their children. I'm stunned by the way parent's talk to their children, yelling at them. Even if the children are babies and don't know any better. Why do parent's feel that yelling at a crying baby (who can't communicate what the problem is) will make the situation better?

I just don't get it...children are magical creatures. They are delicate, innocent, treasures and as parent's it is our responsibility to protect them, to nurture them, to enlighten them. As parent's our rewards are their smiles and laughter.

So Long 2012, Hello 2013

Looking back 2012 was an emotional year. Taking Roark to daycare, losing my job, the 20 marbles in my gut, trying to figure out this marriage thing, trying to figure out my role as a mother, trying to figure out my role as a daughter, trying to figure out my role as a wife, trying to figure out my role as a sister, trying to figure out my role as a friend...trying to figure out who I am AND being comfortable with my new role.

It was a good year - could have been better - could have been worse. So where does that leave me in 2013? Where do I want to be?

I want to be the best I can. I want to get the most out of this life I have been blessed with and savor every moment. How can I do this? Let the bagage go...and breathe.

Being around Roark certainly helps me realize what really matters in this crazy world. It's your family, your health, your spirit...you.

Give your loved ones your undivided attention. Embrace life.

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