If you have a few minutes and want to be entertained by a few guys who have spent a lot of time on the road, watch this!
Harvard baseball team wants you to call them, maybe
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
Define Mother
It should be pretty easy, right? I used to think so but then life happened. People who haven't been through infertility or loss of a child probably don't think twice about what makes a mom. Six years ago it became a very confusing and difficult concept for me. Mother's Day became a horrible thing. Don't get me wrong, I recognize the day but I have a whole new perspective on it. So, you may ask, why the heck could it be so difficult to define "mom" and what's so bad about Mother's Day. Well let me tell you.
Imagine that you lost your first baby and a few months later, here comes Mother's Day. Your family and friends seem very uncomfortable around you. Do they wish you a happy Mother's Day or simply remain silent. It's a no win situation for everyone - if they mention it you could have one of those spontaneous emotional breakdowns. If they don't, they might feel bad about avoiding the subject. It's so awkward. I also had a really hard time when people asked if Bobby and I had any children. You don't want to go into your crazy mixed up medical history and explain that your defective body generated a tumor the size of softball which caused you to lose an otherwise healthy baby. But you feel a tinge of guilt for not acknowledging your child existed. This stuff will mess with you, I swear.
By the next Mother's Day, I had been told that my surgery was so invasive that we wouldn't be able to have any more children. The pregnancy we lost due to the "tumor from Hell" would be our only one unless we chose to put ourselves through In Vitro. No, thank you. I've had enough tests, needles, procedures, specialists and heartbreak to last a lifetime.
Obviously we were blessed with 2 little miracles (and I don't use that word lightly) but I'm still hyper-sensitive to how painful that day can be for some people. To be honest, it's not my favorite day of the year. I love my babies but even with all that I have, that day reminds me what's missing. I feel pain for all those women who want so badly to have children but, for whatever the reason, cannot. I feel for all those who have lost a child. I can totally relate to women who would rather hide for one weekend in May.
So think about it - what makes someone a Mom? Does motherhood begin at conception, when you're showing, when the baby is delivered, do you have to spend so much time with that baby before you're a mom?You may consider yourself a mom when the rest of society does not. Not as easy as you thought, is it?
Imagine that you lost your first baby and a few months later, here comes Mother's Day. Your family and friends seem very uncomfortable around you. Do they wish you a happy Mother's Day or simply remain silent. It's a no win situation for everyone - if they mention it you could have one of those spontaneous emotional breakdowns. If they don't, they might feel bad about avoiding the subject. It's so awkward. I also had a really hard time when people asked if Bobby and I had any children. You don't want to go into your crazy mixed up medical history and explain that your defective body generated a tumor the size of softball which caused you to lose an otherwise healthy baby. But you feel a tinge of guilt for not acknowledging your child existed. This stuff will mess with you, I swear.
By the next Mother's Day, I had been told that my surgery was so invasive that we wouldn't be able to have any more children. The pregnancy we lost due to the "tumor from Hell" would be our only one unless we chose to put ourselves through In Vitro. No, thank you. I've had enough tests, needles, procedures, specialists and heartbreak to last a lifetime.
Obviously we were blessed with 2 little miracles (and I don't use that word lightly) but I'm still hyper-sensitive to how painful that day can be for some people. To be honest, it's not my favorite day of the year. I love my babies but even with all that I have, that day reminds me what's missing. I feel pain for all those women who want so badly to have children but, for whatever the reason, cannot. I feel for all those who have lost a child. I can totally relate to women who would rather hide for one weekend in May.
So think about it - what makes someone a Mom? Does motherhood begin at conception, when you're showing, when the baby is delivered, do you have to spend so much time with that baby before you're a mom?You may consider yourself a mom when the rest of society does not. Not as easy as you thought, is it?
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Night out
Such a handsome guy - just love him!
The pelicans were very entertaining.
The dives are the BEST!
Hopefully, you guys enjoy this little clip as much as we did as it happened. Bobby's sound effects add a whole other level for me. There's just something funny about the way they fly along so gracefully and then just quit to make the dive. (We're easily amused, I know).
I call him Nigel. ;-)
This is what I got when I told him to act natural. Really?!?
Just some of the interesting sights on 5th Avenue South.
More
My boys...
...and my little girl. She came to me and told me to close the doors to the den. I asked her if she was going to sleep and she said "Yes!" I thought she was playing around. A few minutes later I noticed she was really quiet and I peeked in and found her like this. She accumulated the blankets, got her self situated and went right off to sleep. AWWWWWW
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Another fun day
We are really enjoying our vacation. Today we made it to the beach and had a blast! We'll be going back tomorrow and I hope to be able to get a few shots there. At the very least I can use my phone (I don't want to get sand in the "real" camera). Here are a few I took this evening of the babies I love so dearly. :-)
Monday, April 23, 2012
Golf!
Gabriel ready for his trip to the driving range. I can't wait to hear how he does with the new driver!
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