The Devil's Advocate

Okay...I firmly believe that who ever invented the pacifier worked for the Devil himself.  Last night was night one of operation 'Paci Free'

First of all, he walked around the house calling it...which we taught him to do when we would loose one.  He walks around wailing......

.......paaaci........paaaci........paaaci.........  

Looking under chairs, under the table, in his dresser drawers.  It was pitiful to say the least.  Okay, who am I kidding...at first it was funny and cute, then the pitifulness kicked in, and then...


{enter crabby patty}


For a straight hour I rocked my child and even had to restrain him a few times to keep him from scratching his face off.  He screamed at the top of his lungs until he was literally sick.  He started gagging, then it was on....I was determined to stick it out, be a responsible parent, do the right thing.  I felt like I was hanging off the side of a bridge...hanging on only by my pinkie fingernail...teetering back and forth...swaying with every breeze.

After about an hour and a half I gave in.  I was crying too at this point.  The look on his face was pure panic and it broke my heart.

We will be modifying the plan, and only be having a paci at bedtime, just for now.

Just a Temporary Home

I don't know how many of you listen to country music, but there is a new Carrie Underwood song...called Temporary Home.  It is the most beautiful song. I heard it today for the first time and thought that, since it has been a long long 6 months since Grandma has been gone I would remember her with that song.

It is oh so hard...every day to wake up and realize that she's not here.  I have pictures of her ready for frames for Wyatt's room.  That way he never forgets.  I tell him about her every day, and since she loved to read to him...we even make up stories to tell her at night when we talk to God.  I miss her, every day, every night, and with every piece of my heart.

Hearing this song, I look at things a different way now. She was always headed to a better place, just passing through our lives and this world.  She loved her Lord, and is happier that she has ever been, we were given a short time with her, but it was time enough for her life to make a huge imprint on who I am.....who we all are, and on every one she came in contact with.

I love her and miss her so much.

Please, if you have the time...read the lyrics and listen to the song at the bottom.

Carrie Underwood

Temporary Home

(video at the bottom)

Little boy, 6 years old
A little too used to bein' alone
Another new mom and dad,another school
Another house that'll never be home
When people ask him how he likes this place
He looks up and says with a smile upon his face

"This is my temporary home
It's not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through
This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going
I'm not afraid because I know this is my
Temporary Home."

Young mom on her own
She needs a little help got nowhere to go
She's lookin' for a job, lookin' for a way out
Because a half-way house will never be a home
At night she whispers to her baby girl
Someday we'll find a place here in this world

"This is our temporary home
It's not where we belong
Windows and rooms that we're passin' through
This is just a stop, on the way to where we're going
I'm not afraid because I know this is our
Temporary Home."

Old man, hospital bed
The room is filled with people he loves
And he whispers don't cry for me
I'll see you all someday
He looks up and says "I can see God's face"

"This is my temporary Home
It's not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through
This was just a stop,on the way To where I'm going
I'm not afraid because I know this was
My temporary home."

This is our temporary home

Thanks a million!

Dear Teddy Bear Snatchers,

This is to thank you for deciding to take Grandma's teddy bear that Wyatt gave her. Who ever you are, you must have thought you needed a white teddy bear with a red ribbon around his neck, worse than it needed to stay at the cemetery with Grandma where he belonged. Remember, karma's a bitch....what goes around comes around.


Smooches,
Nicole

Prayers for a friend...

All the prayers you can spare please.  My friend Lisa and her husband just lost their 6 week old Son, Tanner.  They live in Arkansas....so very far away from most of her friends family.  I am still getting the details, but for now...please keep their family in your prayers.

Good Night....

It's been a long day, and I am so tired.  The past two weeks have been so hectic, and I have been editing pictures for what seems like an eternity. Hopefully things will get back to normal now and I will return to my once faithful blogger!

Here is one of Wyatt's Christmas pictures that I took to tide you over until tomorrow....oh, wait...it is tomorrow...hahahaha.

Good Night!

He looks so grown up in this picture.  Where does time go???

Hello stomach...my name is CARB....

YACK is all I have to say right now.  I ate a small...I mean tiny piece of bread with lunch today, and holy moly.  I felt like I was going to be sick instantly.  When you go for so long without eating carbs, I guess it's a shocker to your gut to eat some things.  Wow...okay...so, I'm gonna go throw out every slice of bread we currently own and...I'll be back later!

Happy 2010

Our New Years Eve was nothing to talk about.  Wyatt was asleep by 10:00 and we somehow managed to stay up long enough to watch the ball drop.  When did I get so friggin old????? I used to be able to stay up all night and was all about constantly doing 'something'.  Now we hardly even leave the house.

No super cute pictures to post yet...still workin' on a bunch from Christmas.

Happy New Years My Friends!!!!  I hope 2010 proves to be a better year than 2009.

Night night!!