(Kinda) Wordless Wednesday: I Wanna Hold Your Hand

Hubster and I snuck away for a few days of vacation without the kids. Baby Jo stayed with my in-laws, while C spent time with my parents. They missed each other a lot and it was so sweet to see their reunion tonight. C was jumping up and down, squealing with excitement. He kept kissing and hugging his baby sister and on the ride home, this happened.

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Hubster Just Made My Day

I’ve been feeling bad about myself lately (stupid Zoloft). What we need to remember is that our loved ones will love us no matter what.

I’m up really early this morning. C climbed into bed with us at 5am and wouldn’t stop rubbing my face. So after he fell back asleep I got up and went to my laptop. Opened it up to see this video that Hubster put together for me when I went to bed early last night. He’s the greatest.

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C and Baby Jo Laughing Together

These two crack me up. Here are C and Baby Jo making each other laugh, like they often do. Hope this makes you smile! :)

Devotion

When I became a mother about five years earlier than my life plan allowed for, I was unsure what to expect. I knew I’d be in love with my sweet baby boy. I knew my life would change dramatically. Life would no longer be about Hubster and me – it would be about our family of three. Even one year ago, I didn’t realize how motherhood would stretch me in ways I never thought I was capable.

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So There Was This Guy and This Girl, and They Fell in Love…

Do you ever look through your old pictures on Facebook? I was doing that tonight and came across some pictures of Hubster and me that made me feel all kinds of sentimental. So I thought I’d share some of them with you and tell you how we met, because in the past three years I don’t think I’ve ever done that!

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My Sweet Boy

I’m crazy about my little boy.  He does this sweet thing where he puts his hands on my face, and pulls my face close to his for kisses or snuggles.  It melts my heart in ways I can’t describe.

Here are a couple of my favorite pictures from our trip.  He’s the best.

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Contentment

I usually take the path less traveled, and my journey to motherhood was no different.  If you’re not familiar with my story, I’ll give you the abridged version.  In July 2010, I was told I had PCOS (polycystic ovaries) and it would be difficult for me to conceive children.  In August, I started graduate school and a graduate assistantship only to find out a week later that – surprise! – I was pregnant.  I ended up with hyperemesis and was so ill that I could hardly leave our apartment.  In early October, I was forced to withdraw from graduate school, thereby losing my job as well.  I spent the majority of April 2011 experiencing false labor, and then after 2.5 hours of pushing I ended up with an emergency c-section on April 29.  A long, slow spiral into postpartum depression ensued, but wasn’t diagnosed until December 2011.

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When Friends Are Like Family

Last night, we celebrated my friend’s bachelorette party and it was a blast!  I’ve known L and her fiance, J, since college.  J was Hubster’s roommate for two years, before they both got involved in residence life.  L, J, Hubster and I used to have a couple’s night about once per week.  It was so much fun, and we all became very good friends.  L and J are one of the few non-blood-relatives in my life that I know would be there for me no matter what.  Life could take a million big shits on my face and they’d still be hanging around with their noses plugged.

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Meant To Be

If Hubster and I hadn’t met in college, where would we be now?  It’s a question we were pondering yesterday as we marked five years since we officially started dating.

We decided that neither of us would have broken off our prior relationships, because we wouldn’t have met each other and realized how much we “clicked” with someone else.  I would have been in a terribly mismatched marriage, that would likely have ended very badly.  Hubster would have ended up in an equally loveless marriage.

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Joy and Guilt

Life is starting to feel good again.  Not all the time, but I’ll take even a moment of it.  My body is finally adjusting to the increased dosage of antidepressant that my doctor prescribed three weeks ago for my PPD.  I’m starting to feel a lot of joy – but it’s tinged with guilt.

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