Silly Me!

I am so blogging illiterate! I kept thinking to myself, "Why hasn't anyone commented on my blog? Am I not loved?" Then I realized that I have to get on my blog and check the box that says post comments because I checked the box that I wanted to moderate what people are able to say. Go figure! So anyway--for those of you who left a comment--thanks it made me feel all warm and fuzzy! I am going to keep moderating comments just because I don't want some crazy person to say that I am a bad mother or something like that :)

Right now I am laying in the dark, in my bed, with my computer on my lap, my youngest next to me asleep and his dad next to him. My parents are here so all the beds are full. I love when my boys sleep with me. Well, not all the time (if I am being totally honest) but for tonight it is great. My boys are growing up so fast that when I get the chance to hold or cuddle them I try not to miss the opportunity. I know that at times Ty gets frustrated with me because I am not strict enough at bed time--but from a mom's perspective--or at least mine--I know that this time is coming to an end. Also, at this time in my boys life, they think I hung the moon--but someday that will change--and another woman will be the twinkle of their eye. So for now I am going to just embrace the little snores, the sweet "baby" breath, the kicking legs (ugh), and the warm soft body and have a good nights rest!

Feeling The Pressure

OK! I am feeling the pressure to do this. It seems that everywhere I turn people are blogging. Taking time to document their lives. I love to read other's blogs--so I guess I should start one of mine own. As a mother, I find that it is hard to keep track of all the milestones in my boy's lives, my life and my marriage. Hopefully this will help. ( Oh and please know that I am really not good with grammar--I have forgotten a lot of rules, so please just ignore where the commas should go, shouldn't go etc.....)

It just seems like yesterday Winston was a baby--now he six years old. Where has time gone? Wyatt will be celebrating his birthday in 8 days--wow--he will be 4. I can't believe that time flies like that. I honestly don't think that I ever thought that I would be a grown up. Do you ever get that feeling like holy cow I am an adult? It is so weird when that feeling arises. A lot of times I get that sensation when I am dropping Winston off at school or taking my kids to the doctor. I don't know what it is about those two destinations but they send me into this sorta out of body experience that I can't explain--it just feels funny. Being a mommy is more than I could ask for--I guess that is why I feel funny at times. I guess deep down I can't believe that God has given me these two precious boys to care for. Me? Yes, Christy--YOU! I know that they are gifts that I don't dare take for granted--or at least I don't want to. Maybe that is what that funny feeling is all about--He is reminding me not to take them for granted. Oh, to be the mom He wants me to be--that would be so AWESOME!

This picture was taken last summer at the park--but it is one of my favorites! What beautiful boys!