My darling little girl started school yesterday. Even though I work in the same building, she was so nervous. I felt it in the way she grabbed me when I was about to walk out of her classroom. She had the most frightened look in her eyes. She is a professional faker these days so I couldn't tell at first if she was faking it or not. The moment I realized she wasn't was when she set up her tiny, yellow chair in the hallway between my classroom and the classroom she was in and sat there crying until I noticed she was there. My heart broke a little. I knelt down and she clung to me as if an asteroid was hurdling towards earth and we were all about to be vaporized. There was no consoling her. Even though I am always nearby, being in a classroom setting with an authoritative figure she has never met before was nerve-wracking for her to say the least. I know she'll get used to it, but it still made me feel for her. She spent a lot of time when the children were napping in my classroom (she hasn't napped in a long, long, LONG time) and I read her books and held her close. Then when the kids in her class woke up, she met a friend named Gabby and I didn't let her notice me for the rest of the day. Of course I went to check on her, but I hid. It made me the happiest Mom in the world to see her playing so nicely and having so much fun. I want her to get used to school and it's the perfect set up. I am there too. What more could I ask for?
Unfortunately after her first day, she acquired an ear infection. I didn't think it would happen that fast. May her body continue to build immunity! ;)
Pictures to follow. Google images is being a turd right now.
Renee
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Time
My dearest Nina,
The time is going by oh so fast. You are growing up before my very eyes and I couldn't ask for a more beautiful, funny, kind, and sweet daughter. You turned four on Christmas Eve and I can remember giving birth to you like it was yesterday. I called you my little "creepy baby" because you had a full head of hair. And well, that's creepy. We've gone through so much in four years. We actually now have a place that we're not going to move out of for a VERY long time. We have a beautiful dog, a beautiful home, and a beautiful life together. That is ALL I can ask for in this life. Since I stink at writing in this, I'm going to update this with lots of pictures for you. You have my heart my little Bella Luna.
Mummy
You have a puppy you love, you sing like an angel, and you are a caring and loving friend. God blessed me with you my sweet girl.
Friday, August 17, 2012
Oh the things that you do Nina.
Funny, cute, amazing, annoying, wonderful things you do and say my dearest Nina:
1. Instead of saying download you say "load down." "Moooommmmyyyyyy... can you load down a new game for me on your phone please?" Unbelievably adorable.
2. You yell from the bathroom every time you poop, "MOOOMMMMYY!!! CAN YOU COME WIPE MY BUTT BECAUSE I JUST POOPIED AND I NEED YOU TO WIPE MY BUTT!!!"
3. You growl. I mean legitimately growl. You sound scary and I want to run away and hide in the closet. I wish you would stop. I feel like you're possessed every time you look at me and GROWL!
4. You have the most vivid imagination. Listening to you go back and forth with your stuffed animals is priceless. You're always so sweet and loving to them. You act like a mediator between your arguing teddy bears saying, "Don't fight. Just kiss and love each other and everything will be all better!" God, you melt me like a stick of butter.
5. You put stickers on my "booboos" and then you kiss them.
6. You point to an invisible sign in your bedroom and follow the wall with your finger and say, "See this sign Mom? It says no Mommies allowed in my bedroom." It's beyond hysterical, but I can definitely wait for the coming years that will be filled with insane amounts of attitude!
7. You tell me I'm your best friend. You asked me to go over the little bridge with you in the toddler play area of the Freehold mall. I said I'm too big for that bridge. You said, "but Mommy... you're my best friends and this is what best friends do." You bet your little tushy I got up and went over that bridge with you more times than I can count on both fingers and toes. That's it Nina. Manipulate me with your cuteness!
8. You ask me to sing every night. Sometimes you fall asleep to it and sometimes you get a third, fourth, and fifth wind and stay up until midnight. Ha. The other night you were so scared. You said you were afraid of the dark. So I laid in bed with you and sang the song I sang to you when you were inside of me. Smile when your heart is aching, smile even though it's breaking. When there are clouds in the sky you'll get by. If you just smile through your fears and sorrows, smile... and maybe tomorrow, you'll see that life's worthwhile..... if you just smile. You fell asleep in my arms like you used to. I cherish the few and far between times where you actually fall asleep in my arms. I know you won't do that forever my love. I wonder what that must feel like as a Mother. To let your child go like that because they don't need to hold on to you anymore. Does it hurt? I hope not. I could never imagine not holding you. You're like a little piece of heaven. I hope you always let me hold you.
9. You say FUNNY FUNNY things. Like, "Mommy... I have to tell you a secret...... Ryan poops in trees." Just out of the blue, silly little things that make me laugh so hard it hurts. Or you'll tell me how beautiful I am but say I need to change my shoes or my shirt because you don't like that. Or my personal favorite, "Mommy... you have BOOOOOOOBIES," while you poke them. Then I tell you that I do, in fact, have boobies and I tell you that you DON'T have boobies and you lift up your shirt and say, "Yes I do, they're just really little."
10. When you find something really funny, you laugh so hard that you get the hiccups. This has been happening since you were born. It's amazing.
11. You like the music you like now. You love Foster the People. They're a great band and we've gotten over listening to the Pumped up Kicks 597,000 times. You actually like the rest of the album and you know the words! It's amazing to look at you in my rear view mirror and watch you bob your head and sing along. Can I say adorable again? ADORABLE.
12. Sometimes you take your little hand and touch my face and tell me I'm beautiful. I'm only beautiful because of you my darling.
13. If you hear me say shut up or anything along those lines, you always say, "Mom, that's a bad word!" The way you talk and the expression on your face is etched in my memory forever. When you go with Daddy, I relive all of these moments inside and I smile. You always ask me if I miss you when you go away. The answer is always yes. I miss you every minute that you aren't with me.
There are things that I will add to this list over time. I never want to forget. I want to take every moment and store them all away so that one day I can open up that door and relive them with you. I imagine us drinking a bottle of wine and laughing watching all the videos from when you were a child. I imagine your little girl playing at our feet while we reminisce. I told you this before but I will never stop saying it: I love you more than anything in this world. You have made me who I am today. Who knows what state or country I would be living in or what I would be doing if you didn't come in to this world. You'll forever have my heart my little mini me.
Love,
Mum
1. Instead of saying download you say "load down." "Moooommmmyyyyyy... can you load down a new game for me on your phone please?" Unbelievably adorable.
2. You yell from the bathroom every time you poop, "MOOOMMMMYY!!! CAN YOU COME WIPE MY BUTT BECAUSE I JUST POOPIED AND I NEED YOU TO WIPE MY BUTT!!!"
3. You growl. I mean legitimately growl. You sound scary and I want to run away and hide in the closet. I wish you would stop. I feel like you're possessed every time you look at me and GROWL!
4. You have the most vivid imagination. Listening to you go back and forth with your stuffed animals is priceless. You're always so sweet and loving to them. You act like a mediator between your arguing teddy bears saying, "Don't fight. Just kiss and love each other and everything will be all better!" God, you melt me like a stick of butter.
5. You put stickers on my "booboos" and then you kiss them.
6. You point to an invisible sign in your bedroom and follow the wall with your finger and say, "See this sign Mom? It says no Mommies allowed in my bedroom." It's beyond hysterical, but I can definitely wait for the coming years that will be filled with insane amounts of attitude!
7. You tell me I'm your best friend. You asked me to go over the little bridge with you in the toddler play area of the Freehold mall. I said I'm too big for that bridge. You said, "but Mommy... you're my best friends and this is what best friends do." You bet your little tushy I got up and went over that bridge with you more times than I can count on both fingers and toes. That's it Nina. Manipulate me with your cuteness!
8. You ask me to sing every night. Sometimes you fall asleep to it and sometimes you get a third, fourth, and fifth wind and stay up until midnight. Ha. The other night you were so scared. You said you were afraid of the dark. So I laid in bed with you and sang the song I sang to you when you were inside of me. Smile when your heart is aching, smile even though it's breaking. When there are clouds in the sky you'll get by. If you just smile through your fears and sorrows, smile... and maybe tomorrow, you'll see that life's worthwhile..... if you just smile. You fell asleep in my arms like you used to. I cherish the few and far between times where you actually fall asleep in my arms. I know you won't do that forever my love. I wonder what that must feel like as a Mother. To let your child go like that because they don't need to hold on to you anymore. Does it hurt? I hope not. I could never imagine not holding you. You're like a little piece of heaven. I hope you always let me hold you.
9. You say FUNNY FUNNY things. Like, "Mommy... I have to tell you a secret...... Ryan poops in trees." Just out of the blue, silly little things that make me laugh so hard it hurts. Or you'll tell me how beautiful I am but say I need to change my shoes or my shirt because you don't like that. Or my personal favorite, "Mommy... you have BOOOOOOOBIES," while you poke them. Then I tell you that I do, in fact, have boobies and I tell you that you DON'T have boobies and you lift up your shirt and say, "Yes I do, they're just really little."
10. When you find something really funny, you laugh so hard that you get the hiccups. This has been happening since you were born. It's amazing.
11. You like the music you like now. You love Foster the People. They're a great band and we've gotten over listening to the Pumped up Kicks 597,000 times. You actually like the rest of the album and you know the words! It's amazing to look at you in my rear view mirror and watch you bob your head and sing along. Can I say adorable again? ADORABLE.
12. Sometimes you take your little hand and touch my face and tell me I'm beautiful. I'm only beautiful because of you my darling.
13. If you hear me say shut up or anything along those lines, you always say, "Mom, that's a bad word!" The way you talk and the expression on your face is etched in my memory forever. When you go with Daddy, I relive all of these moments inside and I smile. You always ask me if I miss you when you go away. The answer is always yes. I miss you every minute that you aren't with me.
There are things that I will add to this list over time. I never want to forget. I want to take every moment and store them all away so that one day I can open up that door and relive them with you. I imagine us drinking a bottle of wine and laughing watching all the videos from when you were a child. I imagine your little girl playing at our feet while we reminisce. I told you this before but I will never stop saying it: I love you more than anything in this world. You have made me who I am today. Who knows what state or country I would be living in or what I would be doing if you didn't come in to this world. You'll forever have my heart my little mini me.
Love,
Mum
Thursday, May 31, 2012
My lovely, budding girl.
My darling little Nina,
It's the end of May now. I really need to get back on top of my game with this blogging thing! Since September, we have gone through many changes. You, always by my side, is what has kept me going. I wouldn't say we have the ideal situation when it comes to where we live and how much money is coming in, but we have each other; and that is totally enough for me. It won't always be like this though. We are both happy where we are for now! As long as you're happy, I am! I am graduating from college in September and am pursuing a career in marketing/sales. Very much different than what I saw myself doing five years ago, but what has lead me to this place is fate and I wouldn't have it any other way. Being as successful as I can be as a single Mother is my goal. You deserve a good life and I never want you to go without. Unfortunately it is hard in NJ to make it alone; but I will continue to try my damnedest to ensure your happiness.
Someone recently told me that I changed after I had you. They went on to tell me about the person I used to be as opposed to the person I am now and how that person didn't change when they had a child. I told this person that I did, in fact, change. I told them that I am no longer concerned with what I want and need, but rather what you want and need. I told them that I put my dreams aside so that you can have a beautiful life and fulfill yours. After all, isn't that what being a parent is all about? Apparently this person thinks it's okay to continue living for themselves and not their child. To each their own little dove. Just know how very much I love you. Whether I end up a single woman forever or marry a wonderful man (or woman... that's allowed now you know..), I will always think of what is best for you.
So, you have grown in to quite the little specimen. Three years old is definitely not as easy as two was. I am really not quite sure why they say that it's the "terrible two's" when it should be the "terrible three's." As sweet and loving as you are, you have a temperamental and difficult side. It's been a full time job in itself trying to figure out how to reprimand you when you don't listen.Sometimes I have to close my eyes and count to ten and just breeeeeaaaaaattthhhhheeee. I tell you you're driving me crazy and your response is, "but you're not driving Mommy."
You are QUITE the actress. I can't stress that enough. You have this innate ability to make tears, even when you're totally faking it. It really is a gift. You bring your lower lip down so low that it almost looks like you're having a stroke, your eyes fill up with tears, and you sniffle and look up at me as if I'm going to actually yell at you when you look like that. The manipulation has begun at three. Lord help me!
Here is a list of things you have accomplished and/or the devious things you have learned how to do since I last wrote to you:
1. You know your letters. You know all of your letters! Sometimes though, when you're feeling lazy, you tell me that a p is a q or a b is a d or a g is an l. You do it on purpose because you know it makes me mad. Which brings me to your next accomplishment...
2. You know how to push my buttons. And I don't mean Mommy has buttons on her body that Nina literally pushes, I mean you know how to get Mommy upset. The greatest part is, is that you think it's funny. EVERYONE that knows me well pushes my buttons and they laugh at me when I get upset. Not even my three year old takes my negative feelings seriously. Great! ;) The other day you were screaming, "MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY!!!!!" At this point, I was frazzled and I responded with a snarky, "WWHHHHAATTT!" You just started giggling evilly. I couldn't help but laugh.
3. You WRITE your letters. You can't write all of them but you do have a special preference for H, I, Q, and O. You love writing "HI." You write it and you ask me every time, "Mommy, does that say HI?" You're the cutest.
4. When I tell you that you can't have something, you go and ask someone else. When they ask you if Mommy said it was okay, you always reply, "yes."
5. You started lying. Which is totally a normal thing. Once a child understands that they can say something other than the truth to avoid getting in trouble or get what they want, it's on! We were playing with sidewalk chalk outside the other day and you were on the other side of my car for a while. I asked you what you were doing and you quickly replied, "nothing!" I started walking over to the other side of the car and you were pleading with me to stay where I was. At this point, I knew you had chalked up my black car. I continued around the side and saw Nina's masterpiece. You looked up at me and said, "I didn't do that." I had to turn around to laugh before scolding you. You see, you know better.
6. You eat other things now besides chicken nuggets, french fries, fruit, and hot dogs. I have successfully gotten you to eat cauliflower, sandwiches (all kinds), mozzarella sticks, and PIZZA! Something you always said you didn't like but never tried. Now you love them. You're growing little munchkin. You're 32 lbs and 39" tall. I wish I could just hit a pause button and you can stay young and pure forever.
I know there are so many more things and I will continue to jot them down and then put them in here for you to read, but one thing has never changed from the moment you were born. You have the most loving heart. You care so much about everyone and everything. I was kind of hoping you wouldn't be as sensitive as me but it's there. I just hope you don't show weakness in life. When you show weakness, people pray upon it and they will hurt you. I have been hurt many times, but never once have I hurt my family or friends. I wish I could say the same for my boyfriends, and looking back I wish I didn't. You're not always going to be good. And that's okay baby. Everyone makes mistakes.
I love seeing you smile and happy. I love listening to your imaginative stories. I love the person you are becoming. If I only ever have you as a child, my life will be complete. You're my daughter and my best friend. It's not always going to feel like we're friends, especially when you get older. If you are anything like how I was when I was a teenager, I'm in for it! Your Mémère and me are best friends now. We weren't always in my younger years, but I couldn't imagine my life without her. We used to fight like crazy! One day though, in our own dysfunctional way, we became friends. I believe I was 17. She made me so mad that I called her a bad word. I immediately regretted this until she responded with, "oh yeah? Well, you're a (insert another bad word here)." We both started laughing and it broke the ice. From that day forward, we remained as close as we are today. Whenever one of us got angry with each other, we just called each other a despicable name and started laughing. Yes, totally dysfunctional but awesome.
Stay young Nina. Want to stay young. Growing up isn't easy and once you're older, you wish you could go back. I promise I'll make your childhood a memorable one.
Love you always,
Mum
My God you are getting so big. You look like you're five in this picture. Slow down!
My beautiful angel.
It's the end of May now. I really need to get back on top of my game with this blogging thing! Since September, we have gone through many changes. You, always by my side, is what has kept me going. I wouldn't say we have the ideal situation when it comes to where we live and how much money is coming in, but we have each other; and that is totally enough for me. It won't always be like this though. We are both happy where we are for now! As long as you're happy, I am! I am graduating from college in September and am pursuing a career in marketing/sales. Very much different than what I saw myself doing five years ago, but what has lead me to this place is fate and I wouldn't have it any other way. Being as successful as I can be as a single Mother is my goal. You deserve a good life and I never want you to go without. Unfortunately it is hard in NJ to make it alone; but I will continue to try my damnedest to ensure your happiness.
Someone recently told me that I changed after I had you. They went on to tell me about the person I used to be as opposed to the person I am now and how that person didn't change when they had a child. I told this person that I did, in fact, change. I told them that I am no longer concerned with what I want and need, but rather what you want and need. I told them that I put my dreams aside so that you can have a beautiful life and fulfill yours. After all, isn't that what being a parent is all about? Apparently this person thinks it's okay to continue living for themselves and not their child. To each their own little dove. Just know how very much I love you. Whether I end up a single woman forever or marry a wonderful man (or woman... that's allowed now you know..), I will always think of what is best for you.
So, you have grown in to quite the little specimen. Three years old is definitely not as easy as two was. I am really not quite sure why they say that it's the "terrible two's" when it should be the "terrible three's." As sweet and loving as you are, you have a temperamental and difficult side. It's been a full time job in itself trying to figure out how to reprimand you when you don't listen.Sometimes I have to close my eyes and count to ten and just breeeeeaaaaaattthhhhheeee. I tell you you're driving me crazy and your response is, "but you're not driving Mommy."
You are QUITE the actress. I can't stress that enough. You have this innate ability to make tears, even when you're totally faking it. It really is a gift. You bring your lower lip down so low that it almost looks like you're having a stroke, your eyes fill up with tears, and you sniffle and look up at me as if I'm going to actually yell at you when you look like that. The manipulation has begun at three. Lord help me!
Here is a list of things you have accomplished and/or the devious things you have learned how to do since I last wrote to you:
1. You know your letters. You know all of your letters! Sometimes though, when you're feeling lazy, you tell me that a p is a q or a b is a d or a g is an l. You do it on purpose because you know it makes me mad. Which brings me to your next accomplishment...
2. You know how to push my buttons. And I don't mean Mommy has buttons on her body that Nina literally pushes, I mean you know how to get Mommy upset. The greatest part is, is that you think it's funny. EVERYONE that knows me well pushes my buttons and they laugh at me when I get upset. Not even my three year old takes my negative feelings seriously. Great! ;) The other day you were screaming, "MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY!!!!!" At this point, I was frazzled and I responded with a snarky, "WWHHHHAATTT!" You just started giggling evilly. I couldn't help but laugh.
3. You WRITE your letters. You can't write all of them but you do have a special preference for H, I, Q, and O. You love writing "HI." You write it and you ask me every time, "Mommy, does that say HI?" You're the cutest.
4. When I tell you that you can't have something, you go and ask someone else. When they ask you if Mommy said it was okay, you always reply, "yes."
5. You started lying. Which is totally a normal thing. Once a child understands that they can say something other than the truth to avoid getting in trouble or get what they want, it's on! We were playing with sidewalk chalk outside the other day and you were on the other side of my car for a while. I asked you what you were doing and you quickly replied, "nothing!" I started walking over to the other side of the car and you were pleading with me to stay where I was. At this point, I knew you had chalked up my black car. I continued around the side and saw Nina's masterpiece. You looked up at me and said, "I didn't do that." I had to turn around to laugh before scolding you. You see, you know better.
6. You eat other things now besides chicken nuggets, french fries, fruit, and hot dogs. I have successfully gotten you to eat cauliflower, sandwiches (all kinds), mozzarella sticks, and PIZZA! Something you always said you didn't like but never tried. Now you love them. You're growing little munchkin. You're 32 lbs and 39" tall. I wish I could just hit a pause button and you can stay young and pure forever.
I know there are so many more things and I will continue to jot them down and then put them in here for you to read, but one thing has never changed from the moment you were born. You have the most loving heart. You care so much about everyone and everything. I was kind of hoping you wouldn't be as sensitive as me but it's there. I just hope you don't show weakness in life. When you show weakness, people pray upon it and they will hurt you. I have been hurt many times, but never once have I hurt my family or friends. I wish I could say the same for my boyfriends, and looking back I wish I didn't. You're not always going to be good. And that's okay baby. Everyone makes mistakes.
I love seeing you smile and happy. I love listening to your imaginative stories. I love the person you are becoming. If I only ever have you as a child, my life will be complete. You're my daughter and my best friend. It's not always going to feel like we're friends, especially when you get older. If you are anything like how I was when I was a teenager, I'm in for it! Your Mémère and me are best friends now. We weren't always in my younger years, but I couldn't imagine my life without her. We used to fight like crazy! One day though, in our own dysfunctional way, we became friends. I believe I was 17. She made me so mad that I called her a bad word. I immediately regretted this until she responded with, "oh yeah? Well, you're a (insert another bad word here)." We both started laughing and it broke the ice. From that day forward, we remained as close as we are today. Whenever one of us got angry with each other, we just called each other a despicable name and started laughing. Yes, totally dysfunctional but awesome.
Stay young Nina. Want to stay young. Growing up isn't easy and once you're older, you wish you could go back. I promise I'll make your childhood a memorable one.
Love you always,
Mum
Monday, September 12, 2011
September Again
Well, it's been a long time since I wrote in here my sweet little one. Your Mommy is a very silly girl sometimes. I constantly try and make everyone happy and then when I'm crashing and burning I realize that I can't continue to make everyone happy if I am not okay. You make me okay pumpkin. Your face, your voice, your laugh.. it all just perks me up again. I love you with all my heart and I will do anything in this world for you. I want to be the best Mom I can be. Somehow I know when I get that piece of paper and really start diving in to this company, I'll be able to afford living in NJ a little bit more. Your Mommy= college graduate and entrepreneur. Business woman by day, ruler of all things Mommy and singing at night! But for real, I want to put some roots down with you baby. I want you to go to school in the same town until you are old enough to decide where you want to be in life. I want to give you stability and comfort forever. I want you to look up to me and not follow in my footsteps. I always thought I would make a better, stronger, more bad ass version of myself. That is you Nina Bean. Don't fall in love so easily, don't try and save the world, and don't be so sensitive. PLEASE!
It's hard to believe you will be three years old on Christmas Eve. Where does the time go? I remember when you were born so clearly. You have grown up so fast. You have quite the personality on you too! The things that come out of your mouth are precious. Every night I put you in bed, give you some milk, and lay with you. I read you a book and then turn one of your DVD's on, usually Thomas, and watch you. When I go to get up, you wrap your little arms around me so tight and you say, "Don't go Mommy.. I want you." Oh my heart! You are also now getting to the "LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME" stage as well. I can't wait until you're three (well, I can really) so I can put you in some activities I think you would enjoy. You love dancing so maybe ballet? Some sort of dance anyway. I definitely want you to play soccer because every little toddler running around with matching uniforms like mad not knowing what the hell they're doing is the funniest thing on the planet. Of course you will be REQUIRED to play piano. I'm sorry baby girl. It's the only thing I am going to demand you learn.
I already know you're a musician too. Just by the way you watch me play guitar. You go in to a trance and can sit there for hours listening and wanting to play. It's so rewarding to me to see you love music so much. You sing like a little angel already. I forget your little brain is like a sponge. I sing Ave Maria to you in Latin. It was my Memere's favorite song. Now when I sing it to you, you sing it with me. You know almost all of the words and how the melody goes. It's amazing to me my little one. Anyway, I just want you to know how very much I love you and how badly I want to do right by you. Sometimes I just wish we could turn back the hands of time and your Daddy, you, and me could all be happy together like it's supposed to be. Regardless if we are together or not, we both love you like mad and you will always be our number one. Until next blog my mini me.
Love,
Mum
It's hard to believe you will be three years old on Christmas Eve. Where does the time go? I remember when you were born so clearly. You have grown up so fast. You have quite the personality on you too! The things that come out of your mouth are precious. Every night I put you in bed, give you some milk, and lay with you. I read you a book and then turn one of your DVD's on, usually Thomas, and watch you. When I go to get up, you wrap your little arms around me so tight and you say, "Don't go Mommy.. I want you." Oh my heart! You are also now getting to the "LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME" stage as well. I can't wait until you're three (well, I can really) so I can put you in some activities I think you would enjoy. You love dancing so maybe ballet? Some sort of dance anyway. I definitely want you to play soccer because every little toddler running around with matching uniforms like mad not knowing what the hell they're doing is the funniest thing on the planet. Of course you will be REQUIRED to play piano. I'm sorry baby girl. It's the only thing I am going to demand you learn.
I already know you're a musician too. Just by the way you watch me play guitar. You go in to a trance and can sit there for hours listening and wanting to play. It's so rewarding to me to see you love music so much. You sing like a little angel already. I forget your little brain is like a sponge. I sing Ave Maria to you in Latin. It was my Memere's favorite song. Now when I sing it to you, you sing it with me. You know almost all of the words and how the melody goes. It's amazing to me my little one. Anyway, I just want you to know how very much I love you and how badly I want to do right by you. Sometimes I just wish we could turn back the hands of time and your Daddy, you, and me could all be happy together like it's supposed to be. Regardless if we are together or not, we both love you like mad and you will always be our number one. Until next blog my mini me.
Love,
Mum
Monday, January 10, 2011
Mommy is slacking!
Dear Nina & followers,
I have totally and 100% been slacking on this blog. For that, I apologize. There has been much happening in our lives lately. We'll start with Christmas....
What an amazing Christmas it was! You gave so many awesome presents to so many good people and you also received so many toys you didn't know what to do with yourself. Your favorite is the kitchen set Ryan got you. He really nailed it with that one. Your imagination is becoming so alive and vivid and to watch you play is incredible to me. You also turned two my beautiful girl and I am a lucky woman to watch you grow in to such a beautiful, inspiring, and intelligent little girl. Christmas Eve of the night you were born was by far the best moment of my life. Mommy's birthday was also the best birthday she had in a while. When the clock struck midnight I creeped upstairs to where you were sleeping, kissed your forehead and said, "Happy New Year my beautiful girl." I can't imagine spending one without you.
The only thing I regret from the holidays is that Memere, Poppy, your Uncle Ryan, and Aunt Ashley were not there to celebrate with us. Of course, they were in our hearts. Your Aunt Donna called Poppy to wish him a happy new year and he said your Memere had one Pina Colada and was passed out on the couch. A Pina Colada is a drink that has coconut in it, amongst other things... but you will not have the pleasure of experiencing them for another nineteen years (I hope). Side note: Today, January 10, is MY Memere's birthday. My Mom's Mom. She is in heaven now my little one and is definitely watching over you!
Now, lets move on to the business of the "terrible twos." Your favorite word is now, "NO." Not "no thank you," not "I'm okay.. thanks," just plain, "NO!" Everything is "NO!!!" You have learned the art of the female manipulation very young my little grass hopper and your Mommy just so happens to be a sucker. When you curl up that bottom little lip of yours, squint so hard it looks like you are morphing in to an Asian, and softly say, "Mooooommmmyyyyyy" I melt in to a pool of SUCKER. I am learning though, to become a more stern disciplinarian..... slowly.....
Along with your new favorite vocabulary of words, you are now in the stage where you repeat every single thing I say. I drop something and say, "shit!" You drop something and say, "Oh shit!" I can walk around all day saying "I love you" or "puppies are cute" and you will still repeat the one thing I said that is negative. It's almost as if toddlers have this built in preconception of what curse words are, how to use them, and in what context to use them in. Simply amazing my little child. Of course this is my fault for letting those naughty words slip out of my potty mouth but New Years resolution number two is to watch what I say around you. I'm getting better at this spelling things out deal, but it is so very difficult. When I drop something or stub my toe, I don't want to spell out G-O-D D-A-M-N M-O-T-H-E-R F-U-C-K-E-R! By the way, I am not letting you read this one until you are much older. I think I may even print these all out and give them to you in a book on your 18th birthday.
I just want to throw in here that you have an obsession with your little pink hippo. You call it your "baby." The thing about this pink hippo is that I bought 12 of them and somehow there are only a few left. Tattered and stained they are, but non the less, your comfort. I even bought other babies that are similar. You pull the tail and it plays a song. I thought for sure this is why you liked these babies. No no no. No dogs, no bunnies, no kitty cats. You have to have the pink hippo. I searched high and low for more pink hippos. If I want one, I have to order it online for $30. Those Carter bastards. So if any of you fellow readers would like to possibly buy this "pink hippo" I would be much obliged. She can have an arsenal of them. For what, I do not know. ;)
http://www.dirtybutter.com/plushcatalog/shop.php/animals/carter-39-s-prestige/carter-39-s-just-one-year-pink-hippo-yellow-flower-crib-pull-brahms/p_2667.html
So on with the pictures and videos my darling. Enjoy!
Love,
Mum
I have totally and 100% been slacking on this blog. For that, I apologize. There has been much happening in our lives lately. We'll start with Christmas....
What an amazing Christmas it was! You gave so many awesome presents to so many good people and you also received so many toys you didn't know what to do with yourself. Your favorite is the kitchen set Ryan got you. He really nailed it with that one. Your imagination is becoming so alive and vivid and to watch you play is incredible to me. You also turned two my beautiful girl and I am a lucky woman to watch you grow in to such a beautiful, inspiring, and intelligent little girl. Christmas Eve of the night you were born was by far the best moment of my life. Mommy's birthday was also the best birthday she had in a while. When the clock struck midnight I creeped upstairs to where you were sleeping, kissed your forehead and said, "Happy New Year my beautiful girl." I can't imagine spending one without you.
The only thing I regret from the holidays is that Memere, Poppy, your Uncle Ryan, and Aunt Ashley were not there to celebrate with us. Of course, they were in our hearts. Your Aunt Donna called Poppy to wish him a happy new year and he said your Memere had one Pina Colada and was passed out on the couch. A Pina Colada is a drink that has coconut in it, amongst other things... but you will not have the pleasure of experiencing them for another nineteen years (I hope). Side note: Today, January 10, is MY Memere's birthday. My Mom's Mom. She is in heaven now my little one and is definitely watching over you!
Now, lets move on to the business of the "terrible twos." Your favorite word is now, "NO." Not "no thank you," not "I'm okay.. thanks," just plain, "NO!" Everything is "NO!!!" You have learned the art of the female manipulation very young my little grass hopper and your Mommy just so happens to be a sucker. When you curl up that bottom little lip of yours, squint so hard it looks like you are morphing in to an Asian, and softly say, "Mooooommmmyyyyyy" I melt in to a pool of SUCKER. I am learning though, to become a more stern disciplinarian..... slowly.....
Along with your new favorite vocabulary of words, you are now in the stage where you repeat every single thing I say. I drop something and say, "shit!" You drop something and say, "Oh shit!" I can walk around all day saying "I love you" or "puppies are cute" and you will still repeat the one thing I said that is negative. It's almost as if toddlers have this built in preconception of what curse words are, how to use them, and in what context to use them in. Simply amazing my little child. Of course this is my fault for letting those naughty words slip out of my potty mouth but New Years resolution number two is to watch what I say around you. I'm getting better at this spelling things out deal, but it is so very difficult. When I drop something or stub my toe, I don't want to spell out G-O-D D-A-M-N M-O-T-H-E-R F-U-C-K-E-R! By the way, I am not letting you read this one until you are much older. I think I may even print these all out and give them to you in a book on your 18th birthday.
I just want to throw in here that you have an obsession with your little pink hippo. You call it your "baby." The thing about this pink hippo is that I bought 12 of them and somehow there are only a few left. Tattered and stained they are, but non the less, your comfort. I even bought other babies that are similar. You pull the tail and it plays a song. I thought for sure this is why you liked these babies. No no no. No dogs, no bunnies, no kitty cats. You have to have the pink hippo. I searched high and low for more pink hippos. If I want one, I have to order it online for $30. Those Carter bastards. So if any of you fellow readers would like to possibly buy this "pink hippo" I would be much obliged. She can have an arsenal of them. For what, I do not know. ;)
http://www.dirtybutter.com/plushcatalog/shop.php/animals/carter-39-s-prestige/carter-39-s-just-one-year-pink-hippo-yellow-flower-crib-pull-brahms/p_2667.html
So on with the pictures and videos my darling. Enjoy!
Love,
Mum
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Monday, December 6, 2010
It's..... CHRISTMAS!
Well my dear, it seems as if Christmas has rolled around once again. However, I would like to point out that it is Christmas for you every day since you get presents almost every day. Yes, you are spoiled. Yes, it is my fault. Do I care? No. I am on this earth to make you happy love. As long as you are sweet, loving, kind, and appreciative, you may have whatever your heart desires. You are worth it in so many ways. So, this Christmas I bought you a LOT of things along with whatever everyone else is going to buy you (hopefully not toys.. you have way too many of them).
You also picked out our tree this year along with the majority of the decorations. You helped Mommy decorate and absolutely loved every second of it. You're a Christmas girl. I thought the Christmas spirit left me but you brought it back something fierce. I love Christmas with you Nina and I am going to make it ever so special for you every single year.
So, this year the first snowfall we have seen was in Tennessee visiting your Uncle Ryan and Aunt Ashley. Apparently it doesn't snow there a lot but of course when we go, it snows. You loved it baby girl. You kept screaming, "It's snowing!" It was so very cute. You also decided to torture their poor puppy Artie but I think he liked it. You kept going inside his cage calling it his "house" and locking you and him in their together. It was super super cute.
You are such a good little traveler. I can't believe that an almost two year old girl is so good in the car for so long. I am really blessed to have you Nina. Anyone that has you in their life is a very lucky person. You make me the happiest Mommy alive! Oh, and you look just like me now. <3<3<3
Love,
Mom
You also picked out our tree this year along with the majority of the decorations. You helped Mommy decorate and absolutely loved every second of it. You're a Christmas girl. I thought the Christmas spirit left me but you brought it back something fierce. I love Christmas with you Nina and I am going to make it ever so special for you every single year.
So, this year the first snowfall we have seen was in Tennessee visiting your Uncle Ryan and Aunt Ashley. Apparently it doesn't snow there a lot but of course when we go, it snows. You loved it baby girl. You kept screaming, "It's snowing!" It was so very cute. You also decided to torture their poor puppy Artie but I think he liked it. You kept going inside his cage calling it his "house" and locking you and him in their together. It was super super cute.
You are such a good little traveler. I can't believe that an almost two year old girl is so good in the car for so long. I am really blessed to have you Nina. Anyone that has you in their life is a very lucky person. You make me the happiest Mommy alive! Oh, and you look just like me now. <3<3<3
Love,
Mom
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