Easter Weekend…Have a Good One!

 

Photo copyright of Number 9 Photography

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Easter weekend is finally here, and I’m pretty excited to see this little guy crack his first Easter eggs (cascarones)…and run around and such. I didn’t realize how much I missed the real excitement of Easter until I became a mom. Now, I understand how fun it was for my mom to dress us up, build Easter baskets, take bunny photos and dye eggs.

I took this photo last year right before Antonio’s first birthday, so this year will be the first Easter where he understands the holiday. I’ve got a shopping bag full of Easter basket bits to put together. We’ll be coloring the rest of the eggs tonight, and on Sunday, we’ll be visiting my sister for her Easter sacraments ceremony. I’ll say that Antonio has a full Easter experience ahead of him. Happy Easter, everyone…here’s hoping there’s a chocolate bunny in your future!

Happy New Year…2014!

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Welcome, Jan. 1st …we’ve been expecting you. 2013 was a crazy year as Antonio became mobile, turned 1, went to table food (and sadly, french fries), dropped the pacifier and moved into a big boy bed.

All in one year, my baby became a big boy. This year we look ahead to the twos, talking, utensils, toddler classes and potty training. Here’s to making each day count!

Mother’s Day: What I Really Want

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I’ve been a mother for exactly one year. Last year, I had this new baby and this new title…Mom. This year, I’ve had 12 months to figure out what that title means. It means becoming a cook, a housekeeper, a teacher, a playmate, a coach, a cuddler, a tickler, a sanitation worker, an encourager and so on.

With my days full, the best part of my day is the moment my little roommate is sound asleep, because I know that it’s time for me to do what ever I want. I can take a long shower, catch up on my Netflix, start a good book, chat with my husband, waste time on Facebook or fall asleep playing on my iPad. The point is that I can do whatever I want, and what’s more of a Mother’s Day gift than the gift of time. Time to do what I want to do, not what I have to do.

When Sunday comes, I still want to get up, put on a nice dress and go out for a Mother’s Day lunch with my family. After all, they are the reason I’m this new person now. It’s just nice to know that my husband will be on diaper duty, feeding duty, bathing duty and bed time…if only for the day. I’ll just take the play-time on Sunday.

Here’s a cheer to all the ladies who take on the job of motherhood. I wish someone would have told me sooner that raising a little person is just as rewarding as any work merit can ever be. šŸ™‚

How will you be spending your holiday?