FIFTY-TWOsie aka ONE YEARsie

One year ago today, at exactly 9:38 am, a beautifully magnificent, true blessing from God, albeit totally slimy, baby girl was born. She was absolutely perfect and completely filled the hearts of her parents in a way they never thought possible. Here she is today.

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What a goof ball. This little stinker is still filling our hearts with more joy, laughter, and fun than we could have ever imagined. On the one hand it feels like she’s been here much more than just a year, and on the other it’s hard to believe it’s gone by so quickly. Last night as we were going to bed my mom {Gammie and Granddaddy are visiting!} looked at Z and said, “Now don’t come waking me up at midnight telling me it’s time to go to the hospital.” Crazy. Totally, insanely, unbelievable crazy, that it was a full 365 days ago that we took the first step on that final stretch to becoming parents.  {Yes, I realize I’ve already linked to Keelin’s birth story twice and we’re only about 180 words into the post. I can’t promise you won’t see another link before you’re finished reading. If you are new to the blog and haven’t read it yet, please feel free. It was an experience I will never forget and means enough to me that I’m proud to share it with you all}.  I’ve learned more in the last year than I ever imagined. From my faith and patience, to understanding more about myself and my dreams, I can honestly say that 2012 {and 4 1/2 days in 2011} has given me more tid bits of knowledge and full-on slaps to the face than the 24 years before it combined. People talk about having calling to certain careers and paths, this is my calling. Mommyhood. I feel completely undeserving, especially when this sweet and innocent little person runs at me with her arms held out and buries her head in my unacceptably bony shoulder, but so incredibly thankful that God chose me to be a mother. Not just a mother, her mother.

Alright enough reminiscing {see… gotcha again!}… this is STILL a weekly onesie post after all. The final weekly onesie post, to be more specific!

This has been a fantastic week filled with fun, family, traditions, and toys! Christmas {all 3-parts of it} was absolutely wonderful and Keelin has had a blast. We woke up Christmas morning and celebrated the holiday with just the three of us. It was quiet, and quaint, and simply wonderful. Keelin wasn’t all that interested in unwrapping her presents until we got to her EleFUN ball popper! As soon as she got a peek of it from behind the wrapping paper she perked right up and went to town trying to free it from the gift wrap shackles. Once Z and I figured out how to put the thing together {seriously Playskool} it was on like Donkey Kong. Alright, it wasn’t THAT exciting, but she did pick up on the fact that pushing the giant red button would result in fun elephant noises, music, and a rainbow of flying plastic balls. Fun city people! After our little family celebration Z had to go to work and sing to two PACKED houses {who knew that many people would be at the aquarium on Christmas day!} but the Bean and I enjoyed the afternoon together picking up, lounging around, and playing with our toys. The hubs got me a HOT PINK forever lazy… so it was quite the comfy day. Once he returned home it was off to Go Go and Grandpa Gizmo’s house for Christmas part deux. More gifts, more food, more family, more fun. Keelin even took a ride on her new rocking horse elephant.  Yes, rocking ELEPHANT. It’s amazing. She spent the majority of the night walking back and forth over the “speed bump” in the floor {where the kitchen turns into the living room} and trying to snatch my glass of Bailey’s. She was one tuckered out little lady.

This morning we both slept in {poor Z had to get up early for a 4-show day at work} and spent the majority of the day prepping for Gammie and Granddaddy’s visit! Clean house, organized {mostly} guest room closet, our LAST onesie pic snapped *tear*, cookies displayed in an overly inviting manner… please resist the urge to come hang at my house. My parents arrived in the early evening and Christmas part 3 commenced. MORE gifts… of which she was completely interested in… more food, a roaring fire, farting boston terriers, lots of laughs, and a ton of love. Doesn’t get much better than this… except I would have liked to exchange the farting boston terriers for my brother, sister-in-law, and nephew. Farting or not… they were are missed. Last year really spoiled us.

Tomorrow we will celebrate Keelin’s birthday with some close family and friends {for which I am way behind in preparing for… operation party planning is officially ON} and I’m hoping my heart can handle more of these wonderful blessings. I’ve always loved this time of year but seriously… I’m swelling over here. :)

Happy Birthday beautiful girl. You have blessed our lives in more ways that you will ever know!
We had THE MOST FUN during this last photo shoot, and although most of them turned out blurry, there’s no denying Keelin had as much fun as I did. Here are a few favorites from today… and then a year comparison of newborn, 3 month, 6 month, 9 month and 12 month pics. Don’t forget to check out the weekly onesie page to look back at the full year’s worth of weekly pictures. I will miss scanning through all the photos from each shoot but I have to admit it will be nice not having to make sure her fabric and white onesies are prepped and ready each week. Farewell weekly photoshoots.

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year_progressionUntil next time…

 

Gotta love Linus

I couldn’t make it to Christmas without sharing this. Especially since we have been reading A Charlie Brown Christmas with Keelin… and this speech always puts so much joy in my heart.

Until next time…

The Santa Struggle

Disclaimer… This post may or may not question the existence of a magical man in a red suit who shows up on Christmas eve and eats all your cookies. If your kids like to read over your shoulder… you may want to kick them out of the room.

There are some things that I just didn’t think about when we found out we were going to be parents. Obviously there was plenty of excitement and uncertainty, thoughts about finances, who he/she was going to look like, and how different our lives are going to be… that’s all to be expected. But the one thing that I didn’t really think about was what kind of a role Santa would play in my kids’ childhood. I know some moms-to-be think about these kinds of things but to be totally honest it never really crossed my mind until recently when I started seeing some of my mommy-friends posting photos on Facebook of their little one’s sitting on Santa’s lap for the first time.

This time last year the hubs and I obviously weren’t thinking about whether or not we were going to make it to see Santa… considering our main thoughts were something closer to “get OUT of my bellay!” But now that we celebrating our first Christmas as a family of 3, we’ve got to ask ourselves if we’re going to ‘play along’ with the mystery of Santa Claus or live the next years of our lives braced for the phone calls and hate emails from parents of classmates who “heard from the Pierce child” that Santa isn’t real. Eeep!

First we looked at how much of a roll Santa played in our own childhoods.

I have an utterly terrible memory {seriously I think sometime between high school and 2012 I must have run into an MIB who totally flashy-thinged me because my childhood recollection is toast} but I do recall being really excited when ‘Santa’ brought me that hot pink Barbie camper with “working” grill and  fold out cabana. It was only later that I learned my mother spend hours putting that piece of crap together while Santa was nowhere to be found. What’s up with that Claus? Anyway. My brother and I did the sit on Santa’s lap thing a few times… definitely not every year. And I don’t even really remember the time when I ‘learned’ that Santa wasn’t real… I don’t know if it was something I learned or just realized. I think my parents had fun with it and let us enjoy the magic of it all but they were always very clear on the real meaning of Christmas, both in the biblical sense and in terms of the holiday NOT being about what presence we got. So if I can’t say that Santa’s ‘existence’ really had that great of an effect on my life, should it be that important that my kids believe in him at all? Ponder, ponder, ponder.

As for Z’s upbringing, his parents were very upfront with he and his brother about Santa not being real. No shenanigans in that family {and coming from two mimes, that says a lot!}. They didn’t want either of them expecting that some fat man in a velour suit was going to get them exactly what they wanted for Christmas and, much like my parents, really strived to make sure they understood the real reason to celebrate – the birth of Christ. They did make sure to tell both of them not to go off and spoil it for the other kids who did believe… which Z ignored on a number of occasions. Yeah, he was THAT KID.

So… what does a Christian {and Catholic to boot} family, who grew up with slightly different Santa experiences, who want to make sure they maintain the true spirit of Christmas for their children, while still having fun DO when it comes to Jolly Old St. Nick?

YOU TELL ME! We’re still figuring out the details. It’s highly unlikely that Keelin will even remember this Christmas so we’ve got some time to finalize our Santa-Plan but here’s what we’ve got so far…

#1 at Christmas for us is, without a doubt, understanding our faith’s reason for celebrating. We are Christians, we believe in the miracle birth of Christ, we use Christmas to celebrate that event. Plain and simple, that is what Christmas is about for us. As long as our kids understand that, you could say that the rest is just extra fun stuff, right?

I think the story of Santa Claus, with the reindeer and the sled and the Ho’s {I mean…}, and the big-fat-jelly-belly, is sweet and totally fine to incorporate into a child’s Christmas experience. I STILL love reading “Twas the Night Before Christmas”, signing “From Santa” on gifts, and watching all the fun Santa-Christmas movies. It’s festive, spirited, light-hearted, and FUN. We’re definitely going to make sure our kids know the original story of St. Nicholas too – where the common story of Santa Claus is said to have originated. There is far too much Santa out in the world to try to ignore it all together. Plus, how lame would that be?!

I DON’T think the idea of Santa should be used as a way to make kids behave. It’s one thing to joke about getting coal in your stocking if your kids are being particularly pesky {I still do that with friends and family today} but I’ve been witness to a mother GOING OFF on her kid mid-supermarket telling them with all sincerity {and intent to frighten} that Santa is not going to bring them ANYTHING because of their awful behavior. Seriously I think I saw steam coming out of her ears and her eyes were definitely set to LASER mode. I’ll admit her kid was being  a little demon but I want my children to behave properly because they know it’s the right way to act, not because I threaten them with fewer toys at Christmas. Just doesn’t seem right. And if Santa were real I don’t think he would appreciate you making him out to be the bad guy like that. Tisk.

So do we say, “Hey kids… there’s this guy named Santa Claus we’d like you to know about. The story books say he shimmy’s down chimneys on Christmas Eve to deliver gifts to every little girl and boy. He’ also has magical flying reindeer, and perfect no-blush-necessary cheeks. He’s not real, even though some children think he is, so just go along with it when they talk about him at school, and know that it’s all in fun when you come back home. Ok?”  Maybe. It’s upfront, simply put, lets them know we’re all about enjoying the legend for the STORY that it is, but set on knowing the truth from the get-go.

At the end of the day as long as my kids know the real meaning of Christmas, and don’t go around being the jerks that spoil the ‘magic’ for everyone else, I don’t think there’s any reason to ignore the story of Santa. Just be clear on its truth and appreciate it for the fun that it brings to the holiday.

What do you think. Any parents juggling a similar issue? Did I lose you all when I started an 8th paragraph? How did Santa impact your childhood?

Cozy Holiday Link UP – get cozy folks!

Time to get cozy folks… which is a little tough today considering I’ve got way too much to do and far too little time to do it in! BUT… I thought I could still take some time to share the things that make me the most cozy nonetheless!

Hot Chocolate with cinnamon (or peppermint schnopps!)

Hand-made knit, wool scarves. Le sigh

Fire-side movie nights with the hubs and bean snuggled close

Letting this little angel fall asleep on my chest

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Family visits

New and Classic Christmas movies – The Holiday, The Family Stone, It’s A Wonderful Life, White Christmas, Love Actually, Elf…

Flannel sheets

Nuzzling into a pile of fresh-from-the-dryer laundry

Walking into a Starbucks – that smell :)

Baking cookies

Stepping back to look at a fully decorated Christmas tree for the first time that year

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Hubby’s slippers after he’s had them on for like an hour

Wrapping up from the neck down in my Lynchburg College sweatshirt-blanket

Join in the link up and tell everyone what makes YOU feel cozy this holiday season!

Its O-HO-HO-HO-K

It’s less than a week until Christmas ya’ll… so I figured this ITS OK Thursday should be Christmas-themed! It only makes sense.

ItsOkThursdaysButton1Its o-HO-HO-HO-k…

… that I’ve only baked ONE batch of cookies. Gingerbread {Trader Joe’s ya’ll.. YUM} that are too scrumdidliumptious!

… that I came home  from JoAnn Fabrics with three full bags of Christmas goodies when I went in intending just to buy a gingerbread man cookie cutter. In my defense, the will power of a Christmas-loving craft-a-holic is no match for a 70% off Christmas sale. SQUEEE!

… that I’m actually letting myself look forward to when Christmas is over because of all the exciting things the New Year has in store. Don’t get me wrong… this is my FAVORITE time of year, but I can’t contain my excitement!

… that I hope the winners of the recent giveaways now have some fantastic swag to give as gifts… even if it’s a gift for themselves!

… that really the only thing on my Christmas list is for Keelin to look at me and say “mama”. I feel like she’s forgotten the word ever since everything became “dada” or “daggie” {doggie}

… that although I’m so thankful we get to spend Christmas with Z’s parents, and kind of have a 2nd Christmas when my parents come to visit the day after, I’m still reminiscing about last Christmas when my entire family was in my house. Despite being the size of a house and having to deal with a pinched nerve in my back… it was kind of the perfect Christmas.

… that I’m really crossing my fingers that Keelin has the same reaction to her presents and tearing into the wrapping paper that she does when I play it out in my head.

… to really really really wish I had like a week-long “Christmas vacation” where I didn’t have to worry about getting my work done and could just focus on the magic of the holiday.

… to get really PO’d when people feel the need to censor themselves by saying “Happy Holidays” instead of “Merry Christmas” or “Happy Hanukkah”, etc. Like saying either of the latter is “bad”. Seriously, if you celebrate Christmas, wish me a Merry Christmas. If you celebrate Hanukkah, wish me a Happy Hanukkah! Whatever it is that you celebrate, please, wish it to me. My “thank you, and a Merry Christmas to you!” will be dripping with sincerity because I LOVE the holiday that I celebrate and shouldn’t feel like I have to censor myself when I want to share that love. Seriously… people wonder why the world is so torn apart, what do you expect when you are taught that you have to be politically correct in everything you do. I will not be offended if you wish me a Happy Kwanzaa, Boxing Day, Diwali, Bodhi Day, Hanukkah, WHATEVER… If it’s what you celebrate, you should be able to spread the love and tradition you feel to everyone.  {I had every intention of writing a full post about this topic… because clearly it gets me riled up… but being that the spirit of the season is happiness and love and so on and so forth, I figured this would be enough to get my point across without seeming like a total Grinch. The end.}

… that I SLIGHTLY splurged on an adorable Christmas dress and cardigan for Keelin. It was also 30% off… another point for this budget-conscious mama!

… to be pumped about making a custom hairpiece to match said adorable Christmas dress and cardigan.

… that I had to cut back our Christmas card list because getting photo cards printed and mailed out is so errrfing expensive.

… that I’m writing this while sitting by a roaring fired, fighting the fart machines for the best spot on the floor. :)

YOU’RE TURN! Join the link up with Neely or Amber

Until next time…

 

1 day of TOTALLY awesome Christmas stuff

Day 25:
The TRUE meaning of Christmas… celebrating the miracle of Christ’s birth… MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!

2 days of TOTALLY awesome Christmas stuff

Day 24:
Christmas Eve Traditions

My family’s Christmas Eve tradition has always been to read The Tale of Three Trees and The Night Before Christmas.

Do you have family Christmas Eve traditions?

3 days of TOTALLY awesome Christmas stuff

Day 23:
Ridiculous Christmas Costumes for your pets

 

4 days of TOTALLY awesome Christmas stuff

Day 22:
Lekvar Cookies!!! My mother-in-law makes these every year and they are DELISH!!! I know I did Christmas cookies once before, but since these are a NEW tradition in my married life, I had to feature them!

5 days of TOTALLY awesome Christmas stuff

Day 21:
Muppet Christmas Carol

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