Happy Maaaamamamaaaaaama day!

I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life. ~Abraham Lincoln

Today is my first Mothers day. I feel as though I should be the one honoring Sweet Cheeks instead of the other way around. I know he isn't aware that today is Mother's day but I did get some special slobbery kisses (with some biting) Soon enough he will know. To him, I am "Maaaammamammaaaaaamama". I am looking forward to many macaroni necklaces and finger painted pictures in the years to come!

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Sweet Cheeks,

THANK YOU for being such a fantastic, sweet boy. Given the choice, knowing then what I know now, I would have chosen you to be my baby with no regrets. It is the blessing and honor of my life. There are no limits to my love for you. I enjoy being your Mamaaaamama so much more than I ever could have anticipated. I am so lucky to get to spend my first Mothers Day with my first baby.

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A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie. ~Tenneva Jordan


The worst feature of a new baby is its mother's singing. - Kin Hubbard
 

When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child. ~Sophia Loren
 
One of the very few reasons I had any respect for my mother when I was thirteen was because she would reach into the sink with her bare hands - bare hands - and pick up that lethal gunk and drop it into the garbage. To top that, I saw her reach into the wet garbage bag and fish around in there looking for a lost teaspoon. Bare hands - a kind of mad courage. ~Robert Fulghum


Biology is the least of what makes someone a mother. ~Oprah Winfrey

How I met your father (part 3)

That was the phone call that changed everything. I knew this was it. I fell into every cliche. He "completed" me. He was my other half. He was the cheese to my macaroni. Love at first sight? Not exactly, more like second glance.

That's pretty intense stuff, right? So I did what everyone in my situation would do (no, probably not) and I went on a date with his arch nemesis. (But not because Mr B didn't like him. I just wanted to get dating out of my system.) Mr B terrified me. I was afraid of him because I knew that once I committed to him and that relationship it was the one. I was 19. And a hostess at Fridays! I was not ready for Mr B. He came out of no where, swept me off of my feet (once he kicked that girlfriend to the  curb), and completely rocked my world. Lord have mercy, Mr B was (& still is!) incredible.

I just wasn't ready for him.

Yes, I know. This is the part of the story where it becomes a walking contradiction. In the beginning, I called him. I pursued him. Then when the tables were turned and he pursued me, I ran. I played games. I have no excuses for the way I acted.

I went on one date with his nemesis, S. I missed Mr B like crazy the whole time. I wanted to be out with him. I wanted to be laughing at Mr B's lame jokes instead of talking to S. I missed Mr B more than I thought I should of at that point. We weren't even officially "together" and I missed him? I was texting Mr B while I was out with S.

On my way home I stopped by Mr B's house. That's the night we became a couple. That's the night I knew I was about to step on the roller coaster ride of a lifetime. It's also the night I knew I was in love with him. But more on that later, k?

How I met your father (part 2)

"You're nothing short of my everything." -Ralph Block

In walked Mr B. All 6 foot 4 inches of him. He's the kind of guy that you notice when he enters a room. Probably because he's so tall he almost brushes the top of the doorway. But, maybe, just maybe, it's also because he has this aura about him that draws others in. He's comfortable in his own skin, he's confident with his own ideas, and he isn't afraid to just be who he is.

When Mr B walked in, I noticed. I introduced myself. I batted my eyelashes. I tried to make small talk. He was just.not.interested. to put it lightly. At the time I thought it was because he was an arrogant jerk. (mature, right?) I found out many months later that it was because he had a girlfriend. (now I think it is kind of awesome that he ignored me)

That night I went home and called everyone who was at A's house with me in an effort to track down Mr B's phone number. I think I called 4 or 5 people before someone gave in and told me his phone number. I had never been the kind of girl to call the boy first. Like, ever. But what they don't tell you is that when you find your soul mate it is nearly impossible to let them just walk out your life. So, I took charge. I called him.

It went something like this...

Ring, Ring.

Uh, hello?

Hi. I don't know if you remember me or not but we met the other night at A's house?....

(long pause........)

We did? (pause) Oh, wait. OK, I think I remember you. The girl in the pink sweatshirt.

Yeah (nervous giggle) That was me.

How I met your father (part 1)

I was 19. I was working as a hostess at TGI Friday's a few nights a week. I spent the rest of my time window shopping (I was a hostess, remember? $3.50/hr), hanging out at friends houses, or talking on the phone. I was also going to school, but it was a career path I hated from day 1 and I never pursued it. So, we will leave that part out of the story. Nothing significant happened in regards to school. I was your average not-a-care-the-world 19 year old.

Oh, and I had a boyfriend. He was all wrong for me, and we both knew it. But, we drug the relationship out regardless until one day things came to an end.

I had realized that things were not going to work with Boyfriend. No more chances. Sometimes thing are just not meant to be.I was talking to a friend on the phone about it (crying) and she suggested that we all meet up at our friend A's house. It was either that, or mope around the house eating ice cream while wearing a sweat shirt that was 2 sizes too big. So, I went to A's house.

This is where I should probably mention that I was wearing a sweatshirt (one that fit at least), a pony tail, and no make up. I had no intentions of meeting my soul mate there. If I had known, I probably would have at least showered. 

When I arrived at A's house (fashionably late, of course) it was the normal group of friends. A handful of close girlfriends and a few guy friends mixed in. There was A LOT of laughing, teasing, and re-telling long forgotten stories among friends. I hope that everyone gets to experience nights like that. They are the ones that turn friends into family. Those are the nights that are never forgotten.

A couple of hours later, Mr B walks in. Tall. Dark hair. White shirt. Infectious laugh. & a girlfriend.

The one about the elephant.

How do you eat an elephant?

One bite at a time.

How do you get down to your goal weight?

One bite at a time.

I have made a point to try new things when it comes to exercising. One day we went to the nature trails and walked 3 miles. Yesterday I jogged a mile and lifted weights. I still do pilates 1-2 days a week. Oh, and I bought a jump rope. Have you tried jump roping as an adult? MUCH, much harder than it used to be. After 5 mins I was ready to yell "Mercy!"

I'm not sure how much weight I lost last week. My guess is 3-4 lbs. I worked out hard, y'all! My scale broke and I didn't get around to buying a new one until Saturday. The new scale weighs me less than the old scale, so Im not sure if it's the scale or if I really lost a gazillion lbs.

My goals are to continue working out hard 4-5 days a week. To push myself out of my comfort zone. I'm not just getting back in my pre-preg skinny jeans, Im getting into a smaller pair. I've got the fire in my belly and it's going to happen. Stay tuned!

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