March

A little bit of everything:

This month as been all about getting adjusted (as much as possible) to life with two kids. So far the transition has been tough but not impossible. Honestly, there have been a lot less tears that I thought there would be!

(and I’m talking about from me 🙂 )

BUT that probably because my amazing husband has had the last weeks off. I can’t put into words how grateful I am for this man. He is THE BEST dad and husband! He is constantly asking me what he can do to help and taking initiative when he sees a way he can be helpful. There have been several mornings where he sneaks out of the room to get Truett up, feed him breakfast and play with him…all so I can sleep. He has been single handedly running our house and has done it with a smile.

He has

encouraged me

listened to me,

and most of all loved me through my good moments and just plain exhausted/hormonal moments.

But he has been that amazing from the beginning…

IMG_0252

Daddy & Truett almost a year ago!

IMG_9132 2

Processed with VSCOcam with g3 preset

I don’t know what I would do without him!!

After we got home from the hospital we had a little Dr. Seuss celebration in honor of Dr. Seuss’ birthday at the beginning of the month (yes, I majored in Elementary Education so things like this are ingrained in my DNA 😉 )

T1 T2

T1&T2 T1 & T2

reading w daddy (dr.seuss)T2 & books

I love my little “Thing 1 & Thing 2” & I love taking pictures of them! It’s hard to get many of them “together” but I can usually grab a few while they are in the same area. If they get too close then Truett tries to give Everett kisses…which involves him grabbing his face and pull it toward him (very forcefully). Needless to say we try to supervise their “quality time” very closely.

Speaking of pictures, as much as I love taking their pictures I have always cherished Truett’s newborn pictures and wanted to make sure that this season was documented in Everett’s life too!

Last Monday we had our newborn pictures with Karen Crabb Photography (look her up on FB) and I am counting down the days until I get to see all of the shots. She was wonderful, patient and affordable!

Here are a few teasers (that I got an hour after we were done!)

1781898_250496811789403_1315577648_n

1622786_250496815122736_2014781156_n

1146576_250496831789401_1516001284_n

Of course we cannot forget St. Patrick’s Day!! This day is extra special to us because it’s the day (2 years ago) we found out we were having our 1st baby. Our lives haven’t been the same since…

IMG_1129

Two years later…time flies when you’re having fun!

I wrote all about it last year here.

IMG_1091IMG_1181

IMG_1176 IMG_1134

pic m sp daypic m st p day (e)

So far March is going well!

Not pictured are the long nights, constantly full diaper genie and the moments of toddler meltdowns because someone is very used to getting all the attention.

But I wouldn’t change any of it because it means that these two little boys are mine…forever.

It’s True,

Ever True…

 

**P.S. Today started healthy eating to get rid of this “baby weight.” We have had yummy meals for the last two weeks from our amazing friends and now it’s time to buckle down. Stay tuned for more details about that.

Advertisements

February 27th, 2014

So here is a little “Flashback Friday” to a week ago (yesterday). Which is so many ways feels like months ago and at the same time it feels like just yesterday.

Many of you have asked about “the story” of the day, the day that became Everett Jeremiah’s birthday.

Here it is:

**Disclaimer** Bringing a child into the world is an amazing, selfless thing and everyone is entitle to their opinions/preferences when it comes to the process of doing so. That being said, please do not make any comments about said opinions or preferences in regards to my story. It’s sad to feel like you can’t share an amazing moment in fear of people questioning you or making you feel less than. I’ve decide to be honest and “truthful” about my story. It’s my story, it’s the day that my second son come into the world and it won’t be tainted but other peoples opinions. *End of rant* 😉

So I was 38 weeks and 4 days.

Wednesday night after C3 Students Barry was explaining that I was going to be induced the following Thursday (March 6th), if the baby didn’t come before then. He said “ideally I will be here next week and then we will have our baby next Thursday.” I jokingly said, “Ideally this baby is coming TONIGHT.” While he did not arrive that night, the process started…

11:50(ish)pm- I woke up from a dead sleep and set straight up. I thought I was peeing myself. (I know super classy & glamorous description but I’m sleep deprived & can’t think of a better way to put it)

I jumped out of bed because all I could think about was my very comfortable, very nice mattress. I woke Barry up saying:

“Babe! Babe! I think my water is breaking!”

He set straight up & his response was

“What am I suppose do? What can I do? What should we do?” 

Needless to say it took both of us a few minutes to process what was happening. We got everything covered at home. A huge thank you to my wonderful sister and awesome babysitter that watched Truett during my sisters midterm on Thursday morning. Nerves were definitely getting the best of me and I had a few close to panic attack moments but as soon as I knew the little guy (soon to be big brother) was taken care of, I started to feel much better!

1:15am-We got to the hospital and while I had a few real contractions, I knew I wasn’t really having them the way I should. They monitored me for a few hours and then started the Pitocin because while my water did brake…I wasn’t really having any contractions.

Around 5am-The Pitocin kicked in & the contractions came like a mack truck!! The epidural promptly followed…I’m not a fan of pain!

8:30am – I was officially half way there…

There was a point mid-morning where things got a little scary and there were concerned about his heart rate during the contractions. They decided to stop the Pitocin and wanted to see if I would have contractions on my own. All I could think was…

“my body doesn’t know how to this…”

With my last pregnancy I was induced at 41 weeks and never had a single contraction on my own. I began coming to terms with having a c-section. (No issue what ever with c-sections. I’m just a SUPER big baby and the thought of being cut open terrifies me!)

I had come so far and what I wanted was so close but it felt like it was slipping away.

Very quickly we realized I was having contractions on my own! 

After about about 30-45 minutes of pushing…

Perfection was placed in my arms.

edited 2.27 (2)

All of the…

waiting

prayers

and anticipation…

came down to this moment.

I held this perfect baby boy in my arms.

edited 2.27 (3)

No test had been run.

No one told me “Your son is completely healthy.”

But it didn’t matter. He was mine.

edited 2.27 (4)

God gave him to me at 1:11pm on February 27th & I will forever be grateful.

For those of you that having kept Everett in your prayers, thank you so very much. As of now he is completely healthy and growing quickly! He will be a little chunkster in no time, I’m sure.

It’s crazy how a on completely normal day, just like any other…

time stops for just a second and you are changed forever.

edited 2.27 (7)

When I think of February 27th I think of one word.

Undeserving.

I am so undeserving.

I dont deserve another beautiful baby boy.

edited 2.27 (5)

edited 2.27 (9)

(His big brother taught him this face!)

But I don’t deserve any the amazing blessings in my life and I will always thank God for choosing me.

edited 2.27 (6)

edited 2.27 (8)

1911720_10201672350626466_738525278_n

It’s True.

…Ever True. 

A HUGE THANK YOU to everyone that has been checking on us, feeding us and praying for us. While this has been a big transition and that little bundle of perfection didn’t like this world very much the first few days 🙂 (and he had the lungs to communicate his “dislike”)…

We are adjusting well and getting used to functioning on very little sleep. We are so very loved and so very blessed!

Truett James: 5 months

I’m not even going to lie…I spent half of the last month thinking my son was a month younger than he really is (yes…denial at it’s finest). When I realized that he was getting ready to be 5 MONTHS I almost started to panic. How is this happening…he is almost HALF A YEAR OLD. I feel so old and cliché when I say “time needs to slow down.” But for real…it does.

What’s New with Baby True??

Month #5 has been full of learning. Truett is in a stage where he wants to do so much…but often get’s frustrated when he can’t.

He wants to go…

anywhere and everywhere! He thinks it’s the greatest thing ever when he rolls to a new position…until he can’t figure out how to get back to where he wants to be. With all of the amazing joys of watching him learn and grow there are definitely challenging moments. We have offficially entered in the world of

“rolling over to my tummy…then acting like I don’t know how to do anything and screaming bloody murder.” 🙂 Oh yes. Fun!

Truett started rolling from his belly to his back first…so he knows how to do it….but quickly forgets in his moment of panic when he realizes he just rolled to his stomach and he doesn’t want to be there.

I think he is just trying to help me get in shape with all the stair climbing I do to flip him back over or move him out of a corner. Thankfully, he has finally found a comfy way to sleep on his side.

photo-38

THANK GOD FOR VIDEO MONITORS!!

We got ours for a great deal the day after Thanksgiving. I was pouting because I was STILL pregnant (at this point 3 days past my due date), & miserably HUGE…and the last thing I wanted to be doing was “Black Friday” shopping but I went just for this monitor. Boy am I glad we did.

So this little man is going places! 🙂

He has also gotten really good about grabbing things he wants. He completely ripped a toy to get it off the activity bar and into his mouth. <-Yes….strong willed…pray for us!

photo-39 frametastic

But we would change a thing about our little Rolly Polly!

Some of  True’s favorite things are:

2 photo-40

His feet…

photo-43

The world comes crashing down when he can’t get his foot in his mouth.

photo-41

His spoon…

IMG_4807

All of his toys…he likes to use his feet for assistance!

***MOST RECENT***

photo-42

HIS THUMB!

Yup looks like we have a “thumb sucker” on our hands!

So pretty much…anything he can chew on…he loves.

Probably because he has been teething hardcore. I was so sure that he would have cut at least one tooth by 5 months since he start teething around 3 months…and you can see the little white line but nothing has poked through…yet.

This month was extra exciting because True got to meet his Great-Grandparents from Texas!!

photo-45

SO much fun!

photo-44

Truett Zane holding little Truett James. Truett got to meet his namesake 🙂

We also were apart of a very special baby dedication at our church.

2 photo-51919018_455564131185607_152224337_o

photo-562 photo-48 2 photo-49

We cannot wait to see all of the amazing things God is going to use our little one to do & we could not be happier that He has chosen us to lead Truett and teach him in the years to come!

IMG_0255

This little man has one incredible Dad…that he already adores so much!

photo-46

Mr. Independent!

 

photo-52

So grateful he still loves to cuddle!

There is something about those little giggles that make everything better. Even on a rough/difficult/why isn’t anything going my way type of day…it never fails at some point those big blue eyes will look up at me and smile the biggest smile and when I smile back a little adorable giggle will come out.

I know that it will be a little while before Truett can say the words “I love you” but I feel like he tells me in so many other ways. When he smiles and laughs, when I see him for the first time each morning and he kicks his little feet and starts babbling away, or right before bed when he cuddles into my neck.

He loves me & doesn’t care how much I know about being a mommy. We joke with him all the time and say “Sorry buddy…you got the rookies.” He doesn’t care what everyone might think of me or if my kitchen is a dirty hot mess.

He loves me and I love him more than life.

Not a day goes by that I don’t thank  God  for this little glimpse of heaven.

2 photo-53

2 photo-54

2 photo-55

pregnancy-quotes

It’s True.

Truett James: 4 months

4 months….what?!?!?!

We are LOVING our giggly boy!

Every month I say _______ month has been the most fun! 🙂 I think having this adorable little man in our life is just increasingly fun.

Photo Mar 19, 1 35 27 PM

Photo Mar 19, 8 57 26 PM

Growing up way too fast…SLOW DOWN!!!

Photo Mar 29, 1 23 06 PM

This little monkey will grab anything to play with.

 

5 Photo Mar 21, 12 49 54 PM

Mommy might be instilling her Giraffe obsession in this little man 🙂

 

4 Photo Mar 27, 12 57 28 PM

It’s adorable to watch him focus so hard to bring his hands together and then entertain himself by playing with them.

Photo Mar 29, 1 54 05 PM

“Ummmm really bow tie?”

Photo Mar 30, 5 49 28 PM

This is the best Easter basket ever!!

 

Photo Mar 30, 5 58 02 PM

Photo Mar 30, 6 10 03 PM

Photo Mar 30, 6 08 28 PM

Photo Mar 30, 5 59 48 PM

Well….mostly happy!

Photo Mar 31, 1 07 39 PM

Photo Mar 31, 12 06 41 PM

Easter wore this little man out.

Photo Mar 31, 5 16 40 PM

Guess who is officially eating baby food!!! He wasn’t too sure about it in the beginning but he has become quite the fan.

Everyday True is doing new things and becoming more and more of his own little person!

Bath time & the carseat are growing on him…slowly. B

ut he still HATES the process of getting dressed! Seriously….its dreadful…he better use those lungs to “praise the Lord” one day…

He is soooooo close to rolling over from his back to his belly but if there is one thing we have learned about our little man it is that he does EVERYTHING on his time.

Mommyhood has taught me that even on the exhausting, spit up-filled days when I have more questions than answers, there will be life long memories made and I am loving this season of so many “firsts.”

Not a day goes by where I don’t stop and think…

“This is my life?!?!?! How did I get so lucky!!”
It’s True. 

 

 

Just hold me…

We are now to the point that I can honestly say:

Truett sleeps well.

He wakes up when he is hungry, and due to the great sleep, he eats VERY well and then we enjoy some fun, play time, cuddles, kisses with our happy well-rested boy. Usually, when he wakes up it’s for a reason, he has a dirty diaper, he spit up (can I please say the smell of spit up is permanently in my nose!!), or he is hungry. Of course there have been times he is just fussy but overall there is a reason.

On this particular early morning he was having a hard time falling asleep after eating. It was 5:30am and after a lot of shhhhhing, rocking, patting etc he finally fell asleep…only to wake 30 minutes later.

He was distraught.

So begins the guessing game of “Is it this….is it that?” It was none of the usual things. So I was left stumped. In an effort to see if he needed to burp I put him on my shoulder and immediately he snuggled his little head into my neck and stopped crying. I sat in our bed, laid him on my chest, and he was content.

Now for those of you that might be questioning…I love to hold my baby. I hold him all the time! The muscles in my right arm will attest to that. But this was an unusual morning, and never before had my son woken up this way!

He just wanted to be held. That’s all. Not fed, not changed, not burped…just held.

As I was holding him, I began to think how quickly this will pass. I know very well I will blink and my little boy will be too big, too busy and too cool to be held. I know that, although I was exhausted, I will, one day, give anything to go back to this moment of just holding and staring at my baby.

As I was cherishing every second of this experience, I started to think about moments when I have needed to be held. One thing parenting will automatically do is give a glimpse into the depth of the love our Creator has for us. I constantly find comparisons in my relationship and experiences with my son and my relationship and experiences with Jesus.

Thankfully, Jesus is not the guessing parent that takes 15 minutes of trying other things before realizing what we need. He is waiting anxiously, wanting to give us a safe place to find rest. Unfortunately, so often I fail to realize that is exactly what I need…I’m look everywhere else for peace.

More money, more sleep, more time, less clutter, less stress…

If I could be the perfect: wife, mom, friend etc…

But it never works.

So I get to that “over-it”, exhausted, overwhelmed,  defeated place then I crawl into my Saviors lap & rest. Thinking of his promises to me:

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  
For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

” Truly my soul finds rest in God;
my salvation comes from him.
Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.”

I am so thankful for this moment with my boy, for many reasons, but especially for the reminder that I so desperately needed.

The most amazing part of all of this is I never have to leave the place of being near my Savior and resting in his arms.

Stop running, searching struggling….find rest. 

Why are you striving these days?
Why are you trying to earn grace?
Why are you crying?
Let me lift up your face, just don’t turn away

Why are you looking for love?
Why are you still searching as if I’m not enough?
To where will you go child?
Tell me where will you run, to where will you run?

‘Cause I’ll be by your side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
And please don’t fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you

DSC_0198

It’s True. 

Truett James: 10 weeks old

What’s New with Baby True:

Month 2 has been so much fun! I feel like I say that each week but it really is so fun to watch him grow and discover. His little personality is coming out more and more.

Now when Barry gets home from work he gets so excited to see him. He’ll kick his feet and smile and start talking (in his own little way)! I can really tell that he recognizes our voices!

He still makes his crazy faces:

3 wks old20130208-103531.jpg

9 wks old20130208-103605.jpg

Soooo close to laughing & loves to smile! He has been to church twice now  & I can tell he loves it 😉

3photo

Thankfully he will tolerate the carseat and knocks out…as long as it is moving.

20130208-104414.jpg

But car rides get fun when there is a long red light and he becomes quite vocal on walks if Harlie (our pup) has to stop and poop! But his cries can usually be soothed with a little Adele and if that doesn’t work…he is a HUGE Tay Tay fan. Seriously! I’m going to record it one of these days…he’ll be screaming bloody murder but if I can put Taylor Swift on my phone or the radio he stops.Yes, we have a drama king on our hands. Don’t know where he gets that from!?!? 😉

Still trying to figure out how he feels about bath time…4photo but he feels pretty tough in his robe.

True weighed 12lbs and was 23 inches long at his 2 month appointment.

5photo

He can’t wear any of his 3 month old sleepers anymore and all of his newborn stuff is out of the question. So I’ve spent the last week packing it up to save it for the far off day when maybe there is a baby brother that could use them. 🙂

Most peoples first response when they meet him is “Oh my gosh…he looks just like his Daddy!” I say this to myself at least 5 times a day.

6photo 7photo

He does. Thankfully he has one handsome daddy!!

*But I would like to point out that he got his hair from his mommy 🙂 61097_1416308563647_5547888_n

A not so fun “True event” was the poop explosion that occurred this week. Think runny poop alllllllll the way up his back to his shoulders. Yeah! Fun.

We are loving every minute with our baby boy & truly can’t get enough of him. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t feel so unworthy of this amazing blessing God has given us.

It’s True.

Yeah…I’m done being fat.

WARNING: This post is brutally “truthful.”

Ok so we know/expect when you get pregnant you will gain weight…duh! I knew that I had gained about 60 lbs in my pregnancy with Truett and although I lost about 20 lbs in the first 3 weeks (he was a 9lb baby after all) Christmas arrived and with it some of those all to familiar pounds came right back. After my 6 week appointment (4 weeks ago) I was officially cleared to exercise and vowed to get my butt in shape. I think in the back of my head I was telling myself this would be a quick process (yes you can Laugh Out Loud here)

So the first day I put True in the jogging stroller and set out for my work-out, I figured I would start with a fast pace walk…

I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE after 30 minutes.

I started to panic. How had this happened? I used to be in shape! I use to be able to bike for an hour then run a few miles. I used to be able to work out for two hours no problem…What in the world had happen to my body!??!

I had forgotten the that was 8+ months and about 50 lbs ago.

But none the less I was determined. So I kept walking. Pretty much every day I would begrudgingly walk (wanting to do so much more but knowing very well I couldn’t). I had worked up to walking about an hour and a half. Then it stopped…

It was week three of trying really hard and being determined to lose this baby weight…and I quit.

I was tired of trying and having nothing to show for it. I was tired of not getting to do the kind of works-outs I was used to. I was discouraged that the number on the scale had barely gone down a pound. I was overwhelmed and let myself believe that I would just be different now.

“It happens. Women have babies & they gain weight and they become a mommy and they must just be ok with it…right?”

So for about a 4 day period I was over it and decided that I would just be that mom…

The mom that never put pictures of herself on anything…I mean I have a cute baby who needs to see me?

The mom that didn’t worry about how she looked…I have a ton going on and way to much to do.

The mom that lived in yoga pants because it is just way too depressing to wear maternity clothes when you AREN’T pregnant!

The mom that dreaded going anywhere because of said wardrobe issues.

Then it happened.

It was an afternoon while True was napping. Barry and I were taking the bassinet/pack ‘n play out of our room along with all of the baby things that had accumulated over the last 8 weeks. I guess I had never noticed…because of the pack ‘n play our full size mirror was blocked where you couldn’t really use it.

I will never forget that moment. We had moved everything out of the room and something caught my eye.

It was this person that looked kinda of like me but nothing like me all at the same time. I realized that I had not really looked in a full size mirror since being pregnant. I of course had used our bathroom mirror and new that the scale and my old jeans told me I was much heavier but I had not seen this before.

I looked at the pictures on my wall and back at the mirror. I felt like the person in those pictures…but I did not look like that person at all.

Don’t get me wrong the goal here is not to look a certain way but rather to not burst into tears when I look in the mirror and MOST importantly to be healthy!

So that did it. I sat Barry down and discussed exactly how I was feeling, what I was determined to do and asked him to keep me accountable/help me through the long days ahead.

I don’t want to be that mom. I tried it  & I was miserable. I want to be able to keep up with my little boy as he grows. I want to be able to feel hot on date night. I want to be able to take a family picture and not cringe. I want to be able to get ready for the day without bursting into tears.

So, understanding that it will take longer than 3 weeks to get the results I want…IT’S A PROCESS! Im determined and ready to do what it takes to be healthy, and feel confident in who I am.

SO there you have…all laid out on the table. I said this was going to be truthful. 

Being typically a VERY private person there is a part of me that can’t help but think:

WHAT THE CRAP AM I DOING! This is my personal business. What impression will this give people? What will people say?”

But mostly…

What if I cant do it. What if I fail…”

Failure is not an option and this post is one of the ways I am going to ensure that!

I also began this blog to say what so many moms are thinking but won’t say. I began this blog to be TRUTHFUL about “mommyhood” and this is a big part of it. Being healthy is one of the greatest gifts I can give my son.

Even if only two people read this…its out there and I have said that I am going to do something. I try my very hardest to be a women of my word…so this a great form of accountability for me.

For those of you that do read this and can relate I hope this inspires you to take action.

As I said in the beginning…I had a lot of knowledge yet I wasn’t really willing to do much about it. So let’s do it! Let’s make 2013 a year to remember, do the things we have always wanted to do, reach our goals and feel confident and accomplished. I would love to help you in any way I can. Its amazing what accountability, and just knowing that someone else knows, can do. Feel free to email (mytruetales@gmail.com) me your story or goals. I am IN NO WAY a nutritionalist or even health expert…but I can encourage, listen, and hopefully motivate  with my story.

There are still 11 months in this year…I don’t know about you but I’m going to make them count!

 

It’s True.

 

*Since writing this blog a week ago…and dragging my feet to actually post it…I’ve lost 4 pounds just from eating healthy and exercising! 🙂 Celebrating the little victories!!!*

321261_10151319071143326_399746705_n

Saying goodbye to this ^ (4 weeks post baby).

and remembering what it felt like to be this..

314009_2032616450959_1410817323_n

 

“The future depends on what you do today.” 
― Gandhi