Time

The past two weeks have been such great highs and then such pitiful freak outs. The highs were highhh. Danno registered for his very last class at UVU, we actually weren't so dirt poor we had to use the credit card (holla!), we went on a real date with PLANS and everything (dinner, movie, and a hot tub?! It was like we were 17 again), and Corbin snuggles me real tight every day. Lately I feel obsessed with time and the fact I'm running short on it. I miss Danno and having real conversations that don't focus on when he can be home so I can leave. Our date was much needed.  I feel so very stretched thin. I don't have enough time with Corbs, I don't get to work as much as I need, I don't get to see my husband except for Thursday and Saturday, and I don't have time to keep my house clean. But with all this focus on my lack of time, I love the things I get to do with the time I have. Corbin is 20 months! I love that I get to be here for his nonsense conversations about blocks and his mild freak outs watching Color Crew. We are busy- but busy is good.  We are busy with important things: family, baby, work, school, church, and Netflix (because it's good for our sanity).  I have drama-mama freak outs and lists and lists of to-do items and somehow still survive, despite what I think.

It is September and so very nearly October.  Remember when you were a kid and it took forever for your birthday, Christmas, Halloween, show and tell day to come?  Now I feel like an old bird because I say things like, "I remember when you were born," or "I can't believe it is already (insert current month."  I'm 26 peeps.  You round those digits up and I'm 30.  Let's not be dramatic, I know I'm not old.  But sometimes I feel it when I look at what kids are wearing these days and thing "uggggggggg."  We even have life insurance for heavens sake.  Why the age rant? Well, because my husband now has a light at the end of the tunnel for school.  It is going to be the May.  May will be the month when we both shout from the rooftops of our independence from more tuition/student loans/ and H-work.  You can substitute hell for the H if you want.  I know we do.  Then we won't be students anymore (you know, if he doesn't get a masters).  I am happy to grow up to that.  I'm happy with all the progress we have made in the last year.  I'm proud of HIM for all he does ALL the time.  In the midst of working full time/ full time student, he has managed to get 2 jobs offers, 2 raises, and real buff.  I love seeing where we take our little life every day.  I love seeing our boy grow up.  Life is really good, even when it is really stressful and hard, it is happy.  And that is just pure awesomeness.

Love, Corbin

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4 years down celebrated downtown

My husband is the king of one uppers when it comes to special events.  You think he is just a cool reserved guy who likes to keep things simple and then BAM! it is your birthday, anniversary, Christmas (for Pete's sake do you remember last year?), and he has the most thoughtful, fun, and totally unexpected thing planned.  This year for our anniversary we decided to keep it pretty low key due to the baby and financial circumstances changing (me not working).  So I wake up on our anniversary and he hands me a card. It is a sweet little card with one of our inside jokes in it (everyday? everyday.) and tells me that he has had a reservation at the Peery hotel in SLC booked for months and we are spending Friday, Saturday, and Sunday there.  He has lined up a sitter for Friday night and then we will go pick up Corb and make it a family vaca for the rest.  He even knows that I would die without my baby for too long.  What a guy. We kicked it off going to City Creek and eating at Cheesecake factory.  We walked around the shops ( holy expensive) and enjoyed holding hands and not talking about nursing or diaper changes.  Then we went and saw Moonrise Kingdom.  It was fun walking everywhere we went.  We both agreed that we love SLC and it would be fun to live there for a bit if we didnt have a dog/child.  We leisurely watched the Olympics and just hung out with each other.  It was needed.  Oh my it was needed.  The next day we saw The Dark Knight Rises (we miss going to movies) and then picked up our boy and went swimming.  We then went to dinner and walked around City Creek's kids stores with the babe.  Sunday rolled around and we enjoyed lounging in a bed, a huge temperpedic bed, we didn't have to make.  We went to Solitute and walked around the lake.  I love me some husband/family time.

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Daniel informed me he likes it when I blog.  I suppose I should do this more.  Life as a momma leaves the moments I'm not working, cooking, cleaning, feeding, or changing, into moments where I stare at the wall or purusing pinterest. Let's be real though, it is usually pinterest.  Life recap ready go!
 July: I stopped working full time and started being a substitute teacher. I also spent a lot of time looking at this face.

 We took Corbin swimming for the first time and he loved it!  So much he pooped in the pool.  Good thing for diapers.  He thought he was pretty boss splashing around like a champ. Ha.  That is his name. Anyway..

 Corb learned to roll over and Guido photo bombed our special moment.

 Corbin also got his first little cold and gave momma a heart attack thinking he had whooping cough.  He didn't.  Thankfully our sweet pediatrician calmed a cray-cray Nellie.

 Enter August: Sweet bebe turned 5 months and weighed in at a mighty 12 lbs 4 ounces.  He is in the 4th percentile for weight and 2nd for height.  Watch out Yao Ming.

 Mainly I'm just enjoying a lot of these moments.  Sloppy kisses, high pitched squeals, and flappy arms when I walk in the room.  I was made to be a momma.

 There are some key events that deserve a blog post all their own.  Hopefully I'll get it done before 2012 is over.

Seriously! This guy...

Corbin kills me.  I seriously can't handle how sweet his little mug is.  I love his spastic arms, short birdie legs, big eyes, squeaky voice, and crazy cute dimples.  He is the best boy ever.  I should be blogging more about all his milestones, funny stories, tired nights, etc.  Instead, I take a million phone pictures and snuggle this little guy.  Time well wasted I say.

Perfection

 This little boy is perfect.  Here he is swinging in his swing next to me and looking at these pictures makes me miss him.  So tiny.  So sweet.

A big thank you to Hollie Hanson owner/photographer at Cherry Tree Photography