I cannot begin to explain how wonderfully blessed i have been by you entering my life. At the young age of 21 God chose to make me a mom, and your dad and I have been so thankful for this great blessing & responsibility God has entrusted us with. This first year of your life we have watched you go from being a helpless infant who could only cry when he was hungry, to a beautiful 3 month old who would smile when I held him and looked at him, to a 6 month old rolling over and beginning to try to sit up, to a 9 month old who began saying “mama” & “dada”, to an 11 month old who could walk and say “uvas” “abuela” “leche” “mas” “hi” and “bye”, to a 1 year old who now runs all over the place grabbing everything he sees, who ROARS at his mom while they’re playing, who grabs every book in sight and sits on my lap so I can read them to him, who loves me so much that he comforts me in sadness by laying next to me and throwing his arm around my body - laughing, hoping i’ll feel better. You’re a baby who screams & yells when we wont give him a phone of ours, but who laughs and laughs when we laugh at his funny moments. You’re baby who is so unbelievably independent and yet who loves attention from every person in a room.
I walk down the street or go out with you and everyone stops to talk, laugh, and talk pictures of you, mainly because you’re ALWAYS waving, laughing, & talking to them first! You’re a baby that has loved the sounds & rhythm of all music. You dance & clap when you hear a beat & you try to sing along to every song! You kiss me on my cheeks, neck, arms, legs, chest, at least 30 times a day - and I wouldn’t have it any other way. You light up every room you step foot into and even the angriest of people don’t feel so angry anymore after seeing your sweet face. I have not been the perfect mother this year, but I have tried to not take my task lightly. I have entrusted you to God and am constantly asking him for help & wisdom. I need Him to be a good mom to you, because even in this year alone I’ve already seen that apart from Him I can do nothing. My prayer is that when you are old enough to read & understand this you would love the gospel, desire to know God, and come to believe upon Jesus. At 1 yr. old you’re already so mature, I cant wait to see all the ways God will continue to grow you and grow our love for each other. Thank you for making each and every single one of my days this past year better than they have ever been.
Today we celebrate you, Elias, but more than that we celebrate the only God who created you, and how gracious, merciful, and loving he was to give us such an incredible boy. I love you Elias, always & forever.
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I just rocked my baby boy to sleep for his morning nap, and I’m feeling overwhelmed with joy and love that the Lord has given me towards this amazing boy of mine. I figured here I could make a list of all the ways and things I love about Elias today, in gratitude of the way God has created him.
I love the way you look up at me before you drift off to sleep.
I love the way you grab my hand and place it on your head before you fall asleep.
I love the way you smack away my hand when you want me to stop touching you before you go to sleep.
I love the fact that you want to be with me and daddy so badly and no body else, that you scream until it happens.
I love the way that when it’s quiet for more than a couple of minutes, you enjoy filling in the silence - whether it’s with your babble. your “singing” or high pitched scream. I’m thankful you have lungs that fully function and a voice that can be heard.
I love the way you wave bye to your daddy as he heads off to work every morning for us. You are already so mature for being 10 months. Your little body can hardly contain the old soul that you are.
I love the way you fearlessly stand up, holding on to anything - knowing that you will fall - unafraid, unabashed. I wish I had your courage and strength.
I love the way that you laugh, whole heartedly, showing all of your (not fully formed) teeth and gums. Your laugh, your smile, causes people to stop walking on the streets and notice you, and it makes them laugh too. I hope you always laugh.
I love the way that you are so friendly. You teach me so much about being polite to people I do not know. Every time we walk by strangers, you always wave at them and smile. They can’t help but come and talk to us.
I love the way that you love little girls. You kiss them when you see them on book pages, and when you see them in real life you want to hug and kiss them too. You are a gentleman, and we will keep rearing you to be just that towards ladies.
I love the way that when I read a book to you, you listen intently. To every single word, you pay attention and you love turning the pages.
I love the way that when you know you shouldn’t be touching something you look at me deviously, and smile as if to get my approval.
I love the way you already say “hola” to me and wave hello.
I love the way you call me “ma-ma”. I’ve never heard a more beautiful word in my entire life. The second you say it my heart melts, I’m filled with thankfulness to God for making me a mama, and I can’t help but kiss you all over.
I love the way you wake up in your crib, stand up, and dance until I get you.
I love the way you won’t sit/lay still during a diaper change. You’re giving me serious arm workouts.
I love the way you love being naked before bath time, and that is your happiest moment of every day.
I love the way you make big splashes in your bath tub at daddy to get him all soaking wet as he’s making up a really funny story for you.
I love the way you start singing when I do. I can’t sing one song without you getting your solo in too, and I love it. I love hearing you try and find the notes that I’m singing.
I love the way that when I play the guitar you want to strum it too. I love the way you stop playing with your toys and listen intently when I sing you song.
I love the way you want to bang on the djembe when your daddy is playing it.
I love the way you fall and get back up again.
I love the way that when I discipline you, you cry for a moment and then forget it. You never hold grudges against me, you are never embittered, and you are never hateful. You forgive me totally, and in this moment in time our relationship is perfect because of your forgiveness. What a great picture of the Gospel I have in you.
I love the way God has made you, and I love the way you teach me something new every day. You show me what I must be like before entering the kingdom, and your love for me shows me how much the Father loves us. I love you son.
I’ve got a ton of weddings to get to this summer, not all I’m positive we’ll be able to make :/ unfortunately! But with all these weddings I need a nice new dress to wear, so I can’t decide on which I like best but I’ve narrowed it down to a few choices and I’m putting up my top picks and letting you cast votes on which you like best for me!
I spent part of my night upcycling this door. It was shiny new and modern from Ikea. We happened to break one of the doors to our new wardrobes, and when we went back to get a replacement, we were given two! So I decided to keep the extra one and turn it into something decorative. And here it is :)
I created this rope lamp, and not only was it EASY but it saved me a TON of money! And I love anytime those two options combine. Here’s how it’s done:
Materials: -Manila Rope (found at Home Depot, I used 4 feet of rope) -Glass lamp bottom of choice (mine was found at Target but can be found almost anywhere) -Lamp shade of choice (mine is from Target)
Instructions: -add rope inside glass bottom, put shade on top. TA-DA! YOU ARE DONE!
Joe & I spent many of late hours drilling, nailing, and constructing this weekend. We finally finished our his & her wardrobes:
Joe mounted the tv for me
And a few of my new favorite touches included a manila rope lamp:
and a paper machet deer head you know, so my husband can tap into his Alabama-based red neck roots and stop trying to escape them… just kidding! This is too classy to be red neck
We’re getting closer to finishing but not done yet! We still have a list of things to buy/projects to complete:
Living Room, Bedroom, and Kitchen window treatments
Painting & distressing our gateleg table
Building our coffee table from a wooden pallet, then painting it and adding glass
Putting together our new bed
Finding an entry way bench with cubbies that actually fits our small entry way
We’re knocking this items off one at a time. Hopefully we’ll be done within the next month because it’s difficult living in a space you’re also constructing in. Thank God for pack n plays for baby E to play in while we build!