Finding the time to post anything these days is the hard part now. Though I have gotten much better over the years, I still struggle with "time management" and if I could, I would spend most of my time surfing the internet, watching my shows, giving myself mani-pedi's, and blogging and facebooking until I'm content. However, there's more to my life these days than taking care of just ME, so I have found that I blog when I can. When I first came up with the idea to start a blog it was because I wanted a journal to look back on and showcase our life so that our families and friends could easily see what we were up to rather than having to email pictures to everyone which would again take so much of my time. It turned into so much more than I could have imagined and I have actually met a few blog friends too! I have learned mom advice, home decorating tips, Fashion, discussions about faith which helped me want to find a church, and it also helped give me inspiration to be a good mom by seeing other new moms like me struggling with the same things, and assure me that I am doing just fine.
And now that it's Thursday already, I'm ashamed that I haven't posted pictures or blogged yet for this past weekend and week, so let me catch up!
Saturday morning we had plans to take Ryder for his 12mo/Christmas Family portraits at Sears. At the time when I had made the appt, I was not aware of the fact that my son would end up contracting Pink Eye from one of the older children that were in the babies room earlier in the week. All I could think about when Scot called me at work Friday to break the news to me, was that we had all these plans for the weekend and I was mad that a parent would let their child with such a contagious disease be allowed to come to daycare still. However, after a visit to the pediatrician's office, we were reassured that with lots of handwashing and giving eye drops that we would be fine. And Ryder's eye wasn't really even that bad, it just sounded bad and I felt like a bad mom for letting my son catch it. Scot and I both swore that we had never had it before, but after calling my mom to see if she would still want to keep Ryder later that night, she assured me that I too had contracted it in my childhood, so I guess it really wasn't as bad as I thought.
So.. we kept our appt at Sears and ended up with a BUNCH of great Christmas and family portraits. I can only share this one of his Birthday-12mo portraits though, because I am using the others in Christmas cards that you should be receiving soon! After all the smiling with the Christmas and Family pictures, I think Ryder started getting tired and decided he was done, so this was one of the better ones in his birthday outfit. I was fine with it, since we had taken plenty from his birthday, but I have made the vow that next year we won't be doing portraits at Sears around Christmas because it was a zoo and I felt like we were only given 20 minutes to take pictures because there were so many other families there too. 

Saturday night, my parents gladly watched Ryder for the night so that Scot and I could have a date night and get some Christmas shopping done. I was happy that they didn't mind watching him, even with pink eye! Now that's true love haha. We went to dinner at Hickory Tavern for good food and drinks, and to watch the college football games. Afterwards we got a few more things for our families and had a wonderful time together. I always cherish our dates together now that our alone time is so rare!

Another reason my parents babysat the night before, was because Scot and I had tickets to see the Panthers play! Sunday morning we woke up to a COLD day outside. As this was my first time seeing an NFL team play in person, I didn't know what to expect. As a woman, my main concerns were to have matching eyeshadow as my jersey, and a good hair day. However, when I saw that the high was 40, I knew this wouldn't be good! We dressed in under armour and jeans, and we both had at least three layers of shirts under our jerseys, so I thought we would be ok. I told Scot that I wanted to bring my coat, but he told me that I would look like a dork and that it would cover our team, so I listened... and this is me on the way to the game pouting, and realizing that I made a mistake of listening to a MAN! haha
This is us once we arrived uptown Charlotte and paid to park. Scot had brought his hooded sweatshirt along, and being the sweet husband that he is, (or maybe feeling guilty for telling me not to bring my coat) offered to let me wear it under my jersey to stay warm. (This is also how he got sick by Monday morning..)
We started our hike to the stadium, and checked out all the tailgaters.
It was very cool to be at the game and feel like a part of history. Scot was so proud of me and saw that I took a lot more interest in the sport than when we're at home watching it on tv. Like I tell him, I try to like it because I know how much he loves it.
Oh and speaking of him, this is Mr. Gelinas eating his $8 hotdog. Same price as a beer there!
I hope that you are all having a good week so far and I can't wait to look back one day at the next 100 posts of my blog!
we went to the Tree Lot on Tuesday to pick out the perfect tree!

I am thankful for Jeff, aka "PawPaw", who has taken me on as his own daughter from the day he met my mom. He has shown my son Ryder what being a grand dad is all about. Since I never had the chance to meet either of mine before they passed, I often dreamed of what it would be like to have a grandfather. Now I know and I am so happy to have him in my life.
I am also thankful for my mother and father-in-law, aka "Grammy" and "Grampa" who have raised such a good man in Scot and who have taught him to be the great husband and father that he is today. Ryder is so blessed to have them as grandparents, who will enrich his life fully.
Of course I am most thankful for this 'lil Turkey who makes me want to be the best mom to him that I can be. He brings all the joy and the love to my life that I never could have dreamed and I am thankful each and every day that he is here with me.
I'm thankful for friends who make me laugh so hard that I cry, and love me even at my fattest being pregnant with braces. They bring happiness in my life and brighten up my day.
Thankful for this skunk-chasing yorkie of mine who loves me even when I wake up first thing and have morning breath. No matter what, he is always there to greet me at the door as I come in with his furry tail wagging and his little "Tucker-the-tongue" tongue sticking out.
Thankful for my sister-in-law Tori who has shown me what having a sister is all about.
Aside from family and friends, I am also thankful for a great church that Scot and I found in February of this year. We have met so many nice people that inspire us to be better, and we are thankful to God for all the he provides. Thankful for our jobs. Thankful for the many things in our lives that we wouldn't have if He weren't the center of it all.
After dinner, Ryder ran to his pile of gifts, and tried to figure out how he was going to carry them over to where we were all seated. He was so excited about the bags themselves, that he didn't even notice there were presents inside!
The fun of being a boy again, Scot teaches Ryder how to use his new tool set from Grammy and Papa
And Ryder gets birthday snuggles from Nana and PawPaw
Saturday morning, we prepared for Ryder's birthday party. We wanted to just have our family together that could come, rather than inviting all of the babies in Ryder's daycare and church nursery. I just thought that he would have been too overwhelmed and wanted him to enjoy his party and save the big parties for when he's older. 





More snuggling with the birthday boy
And playing with his new Tonka truck and toys
But the balloons were what kept him busy once everyone left. Ryder LOVED the balloons the most, and tried holding one in each hand, not realizing that they would fly away if he let go! He had such a fun fun day and was so tired that he went right to sleep afterwards without even a fuss. I am so happy to have shared his first birthday and party together and I am looking forward to the many more to come. We love you Little Goose!! Happy Birthday!!
One year ago today, at 8:06 PM, I opened my arms and got to hold my tiny 7lb 9oz warm bundle of joy for the very first time. I will never forget that moment for as long as I live, and it will always be one of my favorite memories. I remember the way he smelled, and the way he looked at me with his sweet face, that he knew who I was and wanted to be held close to me so that he knew he was safe. Overwhelmed with joy and fear of being a new parent, we left the hospital a few days later to begin our journey together.
Scot and I have learned so much in just one year. We learned how to soothe, and how to feed, change diapers, and function on mere hours of sleep, but it was all worth the prize in the end, of being the best Mommy and Daddy that we could be to our sweet little Ryder.
This morning, once we heard that Ryder was awake, we ran upstairs and headed into his room singing "Happy Birthday" to him. I had tears in my eyes as I sang to him, as it hit me that his first birthday was finally here, and all of the memories from our first year together came flooding back to me. I am so happy to celebrate his first Birthday today and am looking forward to the birthday party that we will have for him this Saturday!

