If I weren't....

(perhaps, "If I wasn't" not sure on this one grammatically:)

Today when I was eating breakfast in our annual mother's day breakfast booth, an older lady smiled at my boys and looked right at me and wished me a "Happy Mother's Day." I started thinking as I told her, "Thank you," because I hated to say "You too." I wondered if she had children. It made me really do some deep wondering, there are so many things I would have missed if I were not a mother.

Yes, yes, I am pretty sure I would not have spider-veins and I would be able to finish a book in less than a month, but beyond that.

If I weren't a mother....

no one would cry for me when I am not close enough to feel my breath at night.
I wouldn't have pictures on the shower walls to enjoy while I showered.
I wouldn't have the ability to sleep with one leg off the bed.
my car would not be filled with Superhero battles set in the places we are passing as we drive.
my laundry would never have balls or army guys fall out when I am getting them out of the dryer.
my face would never have sticky kisses.
my teeth would never be flossed by Spiderman flossers with such force that I flinch, but smile anyway.
I would never enjoy a retold Sunday School lesson that somehow ALWAYS incorporates "bad guys" or "strange places."
I'd never know the name of the Kratt brothers
I'd never understand the words, "Aroush, mill mill, pooptomers, Go Guys game, and pill pill."

Charlie

Brady

I'm such a blessed mother and wife. I am so thankful the Lord gave my heart two precious little hearts to love.

On Mother's Day and everyday, I am so thankful for the mother that God has given me. Now that I have children I am so blessed to see my boys enjoy her too. She does so much for us, and we all love her as a very important part of our lives. She never "left me out" growing up. I was a part of every plan she made and everything she did. Mom never melted down or lost it with us. She was always composed and calm. I'm not sure if I inherited that coolness, but I try to remember how she was when I am on the verge.

Happy Mother's Day Nanny and Mom....we ALL love you!

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Puss in Boots

Looks like Puss in Boots to me.....

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Reece Family Blog: My Little Republican

I wanted to share a post from my sister's blog. I love her and her Republican offspring :)

http://www.areecefamily.blogspot.com/2012/05/my-little-republican.html

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Bucket Head Brady

Please watch this until the end. It will make you smile.

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Voting FOR my family

Today I cast my vote to protect the community my children will grow up in. I made my decision NOT based on my personal opinions, because those are fleshly and vain, but on words much greater than mine.......

Genesis 2:24

^"Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh."

Leviticus 18:22

"Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind: it is abomination."

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Star Wars Friday

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Happy Birthday, Brady!

"Let's have a baby, Regina." I remember those words so clearly as I marched into Cannon Hospital in Linville one year ago. My favorite nurse hugged me when I walked in to the OB. After days of walking, waiting, and falsely thinking he was coming, that was the day when I knew I was going to meet my baby.

Last night Jamie and I went to my cousin, Matt's, baseball game at my old high school. With the game tied, and bases loaded, Matt approached the plate. We were all screaming. Suddenly, from my lap, Brady stands up and yells, "MAAAAAATTT!" It was priceless. Matt knocked in the winning run. My Baby B is a big boy.

I have to admit this week has been hard. I've been very emotional, and tried my very best to look forward to today. On Sunday, we had a family birthday bash at the park. Even though Brady hated the cake, we had so much fun. It did my mother's heart good to hear everyone talk about what a handsome little guy he has become.

This morning we celebrated with pancakes and birthday hats, and tonight we are treating him to Chic Fila and probably ice cream :)

I am well aware that Charlie's eyes are closed, unfortunately this was no accident.
It is becoming the "cool" thing to do in all of our family pictures.

My delivery is vivid in my mind. The days leading up to his arrival involved massive walking and even a trip up to Grandfather (this year we went again, we are thinking of making it annual since we have wonderful memories from that day)

I'll save the delivery details for another day, but at 7:22 pm I held the most precious screaming baby in the world. He made our family complete.

This year has brought SO much. I have tried to share it all as it happened, but there is no way I could share every smile. Last night as I rocked him to sleep, I took a few minutes longer than usual to lay him down. He is my baby. He will always be my baby. I hope he always pats my back when he's sad, let's me smell his ears and laughs, shakes his head "no" when you ask if he's your boy, laughs until he loses his breath at bathtime when Charlie runs like a wildman, he dances whenever he hears any beat, shoots any size ball or object into his tiny goal, lives his life simply to mess in the fridge when he hears it open. I know things will change. I know he will grow. I know these little things will slip away, but I will always ALWAYS remember the day when I was blessed with the sweetest little Hootie Hoot on Earth.

I love you, B. Happy, Happy Birthday!

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