How Many "Goose Eggs" Will It Take?

So yesterday, this little cutie in her new dress -that was meant for Easter Sunday, but fits now- konked her head I don't know how many times. It's hard as a parent to see it happen so quick, and with it being as often as she had done it yesterday, I tried to prevent it where I could, but alas the child managed to bonk her noggin' faster than I could get to her on numerous occasion! Please tell me I'm not the only parent to wonder how many bonks on the head will it take for you learn?

 Here is a picture of my curious find while uploading my photos for tonight post. Pam is my mother FYI. It took me fifteen minutes to find this cord, she hid it well...

As for the story behind the rest of the photos, well these are just the adventures of daily life with a one year old. Emma climbed up to perch between the coffee table and couch all by herself, as well as under the kitchen tables chair. As for the weird hose she's chewing on, well Grandma's room is off limits till she comes home from work, and at that time, Emma has learned where the fun is located in her room. Her C-Pap being one of the many attractions haha. She's learned how to turn it on as well!

A Post a Day Keeps the Madness Away

It's helped, writing has, these past few days. Whether it's in a journal or on the blog. I'm trying life without Facebook. Tell me if this sounds familiar to you moms out there with little ones at home. Facebook is for scrolling and browsing through old friends lives who you don't keep up with anymore. Maybe even some old co-workers, in-laws, distant extended family, and though it does not pertain to myself, even an old flame of yours. We call it a social network, but were not actually social. We're starring through a screen and at least for myself, the most common interaction I have with others on Facebook specifically is 'liking' their photos or status'. And what are the status' of most commonly? Complaints. I'm 'liking' a complaint you guys! It's a big fast pessimistic wall of comments half the time, and the only reason I found it exciting was because it was a small removal from the world I'm in at home, and a temporary one at that. My home life though, I don't need to be removed from it. I love it. Facebook was just a peak at more life out there. Granted, there are good aspects of Facebook too, don't get me wrong. I'm talking about photos or family/group pages of people in common. For instance, being a new mama with a youngster, gals in my church ward had a page that was good for scheduling play dates. Or a Family page for instance, my in-laws are the best I know at keeping up with each other and that's only one of the things I love about the Lewis family! They share photos so easily with just each other, or we can all keep up on an upcoming get together. So again, I'll say, Facebook can be good and bad. I'm enjoying myself not having to turn to it for recharge during the day, it's so much more fun to keep up a blog!

A Bumpy Road

So I have not posted projects as of late, nor recipes. Mostly entries late at night, because after a long day of watching Emma, and my mom takes her to bed, it's all I have energy for. It's day two of a temporary change I've made, and it was easier than the first. The first was rough. I sat around in my scrubs all day with Emma and watched Friends. Emma helped me come back to reality a few different times. I know she could sense something was going on, she's thirteen months, not oblivious. She's been acting out as well for the past couple of weeks, today was definitely noticeable. She's become very defiant, and independent in her play time. I'll get pushed away a few times, I can't touch her at all or she'll get upset. Then suddenly, she can't seem to leave my side; constantly wanting to be picked up. I'll have music playing, and if I set her on the floor for second while I try to clean the kitchen it's immediate water works with a series of screaming till I pick her up again and dance with her. I'm heartbroken, wondering what's going on in that little head of hers. I'm scared, feeling too weak willed to put on a better than fake smile trying to pretend like it's another normal day. Sometimes she keeps going like it is, and then there's yesterday where she put her hand on mine during bath time for just a split second, and I catch myself having drifted off again thinking. Like I said, she pulled me back to reality a few times. She's my rock right now. I'll always be hers. I need to keep going and not scar her from this change. I don't want this to have to be one that stays. Getting back to a healthier norm will be better for all of us.
I have never been a huge planner, but I've always had some idea of what lies fairly near in the future ahead of me. I know much past that could easily change at any moment. It became comfortable, feeling like I can help what happens generally, but still aware enough that I should be on guard and ready to take the wheel with both hands when the time came if need be. So, I've been that way all my life until the past few months, and then I'm lucky enough to have a co-driver along with me.  The drive is pretty straight forward, some curves and hills but nothing to bad. And then, I'm on bumpy terrain and a windy road and I can't see ahead of me very well. Maybe to help you understand the picture more, pretend it's dark out and you're head lights may not work. You'd be scared right? You knew it wasn't good to come to a stop and stay put, what good would that do? Something bad could still happen then. It wouldn't get you anywhere. You only hoped that if you kept going you would eventually hit easier terrain and a less windy road. It's happened before. Well I feel like I've been on this windy dark road for a long time,  much longer than what it should be, and right now I'm stopped until I get some help from my co-driver, but they don't want to drive just yet.. They say they will, and I've waited and waited for them to take a turn, but they haven't actually driven yet. I'm just hoping they will soon though. This is how I've felt for awhile now.
Oh and get this, you know how you'll see road signs on your trips? Some just once, others every few miles or so? They exist too in this metaphor, but noticing the ones that keep showing up and telling your co-driver about them isn't a good thing. It's actually irritating them. We think of road signs as information and warning givers right? So paying attention to them should be a good thing, not a bad one, at least I'd have hoped.
Alright, I'm to the point that I'm constantly rubbing my eyes. My right one has actually been consistently itching as well, little fun fact.
I'm off to bed.
Signing off as a person who's just behind a wheel. Goodnight.

Feeling A Wee Bit Insignificant

But not in a bad way. My life is large on it's own scale as each of ours is when we take the time to write it out. We are where we are for a reason, right? I believe that.
I just received oversized pictures from one of my closest cousins via email of her trip to the European region, and my my my I could not be happier for her. To imagine though, she is over there, visiting what I've only seen in movies and pictures, while I'm here tonight, restling and playing with my one year old much to late into the evening for her own good. It's kept her up. Am I a bad mom? No. Does she get the sleep she needs? YES! Though I would wish in my life I can look back and see I gave my kids that chance at a good nights sleep and a good time! But, to get back to subject, Sarah is in Florence Italy, my Sarah, the one I climbed walls with and tackled to the ground when I saw her after months of separation due to us living in seperate states! She is getting the opportunity to explore the world and I'm bursting with cheer for her. I am as well of course envious, but why waist my time on that emotion for more than a five second splurge? It's pointless. I'll do my dreaming at night with pictures in my head, thankyou! My happiness is met in the day, when I can walk into Emmas room in the morning hearing her jibber-jabber herself awake, and seeing that smile she gets when she first see's me, now that's priceless. Mamas know that.
I feel insignificant due to recognizing-but not for the first time-the many different perspectives and struggles in every day life for those I am aware of through the wonders of the internet (aka facebook). I wonder what my friend in Texas is going through right now on her vacation with a close family friend. I find myself recalling what it was like to plan and prep for my reception as my husbands best friends fiance is doing so now-a-days. I wonder what little thoughts enter Emmas head in the second she wakes up from a nightmare at 5am. I wonder how Kirk, my husband is doing...every. Single. Day. For a year and a half I have been married to this man, and boy we have had a healthy dose of struggle. But I find myself even after all the hurt and pain still imagining a better future. Whether its tomorrow, a year from now, when all of our kids have arrived, or when they're all grown. I don't want to ever be just another divorcee-not saying that's on the plate or anywhere near it right now-but honestly it's been a thought more than once. And I never want to be there. I want to grow old with him happily. He's a good man.
My point in my rambling tonight is to just put my very small and probably not even noticed world out there for an evening. I have a life too, and I love knowing I'm not the only one who has one. I can only imagine a fraction of what else is going on in everyone elses lives that I've come so close to over the years tonight!
Good night to those of you I'm imagining reading this.
I wonder what I'll imagine tomorrow!

I have about 35 minutes to write this...

Story of a parents life am I correct? "I have this much time to do this! And GO!". In all seriousness, I am serious. Thirty five minutes out of my busy day that I have time to sit down and pour what I can out of my heart and head.
First off, have you watched "Blended" with Adam Sandler and Drew Barrymore? No? You should it's hilarious and cute.
Second, Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas everyone!
Third, let's get strait to what I want to blab about tonight. Today was one of those few good days for the books...that's not to make my other days sound bad, but realistically, they're the regular kind of days that someone of my age, married and with an almost one year old, should have I guess. I imagine someone else doing better at twenty one. *face palm* They probably wouldn't be. Anyway, today was a good day because I got to see more smiles or at least good attitude from my husband. We helped Emma walk. We ate Panda Express. I worked on Christmas cards and he played video games then went to work, might I add, without the look on his face that breaks my heart some days in more ways then one. Pictures, don't have them, funny things Emma did out of the ordinary that could inspire any other parent to immediately publish it to the internet in some form, nada. Nope, it's simply me having an inkling of time to myself that's not Emma napping less then ten feet behind me while I attempt to type quietly which actually if you pay attention to the noise, IT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
Folks, I have done crafts (more than one) and with the Christmas season upon us, recipes too that I would love share! I will try my best to get on it!
Signing off tonight as the woman who actually curled her hair for the first time in half a year and no makeup on (I say this, because it's something different that I accomplished today rather than the regular "I got dressed for once!"). Good night!

A Random November Blip

Alright, I've been neglecting my blog and I wish I hadn't been. I'd like to keep this going. Life gets away to easy with so many I'd-like-to-do's in my bubbling brain! Right now in life, we've had a curve ball thrown at us this past week. One that involves our household head, my mom. The one who so kindly is supplying us with a loving home as not-so-newly-weds-though-newlyweds with a 10 m/o girl. Her work of 25+ years has been bought out by three, now upcoming, four companies. All the time being employed until most recently, they are uncertain of which of the five locations her company owns, of the two they will keep open. If Boise's is out, she's out, and she'll have to move, we'll have to move, and move as in, Kirk and I will be getting a place of our own. Scary, nerve-racking, exciting, dissapointing, sickening, name the emotion, I'm sure I can relate it to this situation. It's a flood. And it is scary. Beside that though, I actually have reason to kinda look at homes now. I've had my heart on this one that we would more than likely consider a second/third home for us once we have our kids. Though I would argue having it now wink wink. Honestly, this home, it's the kind you'd see on a Christmas card. At least in my head. "Happy Christmas from the Lewis Family" kind of card. Anywho, that's not the house we're actually thinking about at the moment, though still, this whole we may have to move again deal, it's not a for sure go quite yet. We'll find out my January 2015. And I hate that it's going to take that long to find out for SURE. I can only pray my mom won't be thrown that stone of stress. She deserves this home she's in. I want her to keep it.
Emma has three teeth. Her first came Sep. 12th (bottom left), second a few weeks later (bottom right), her third one is facinating! Top one next to left front tooth. Usually it's one of the front teeth on top that come in third. But she's different! It's a cute smile non the less. She's crawling wicked fast. And we have her blessing date set finally. November 23rd. My Grandparents will be in town luckily! All for her blessing, Kirk and my talks, my birthday, and Thanksgiving! I really hope the weather will cooperate.
That's my little blip. It's been too long since my last post. I actually have new recipies and crafts I've done too. More than one of each. I'll have to get them up!

In a Halloween Mood!

So this is mainly a craft-I've-done-and-would-like-to-share post. I absolutely love the holidays! They zip by so quick though. So, with our living situation, and only one child, I take advantage of making a single home decor piece for a certain holiday each season/monthy holiday while we aren't yet in our own home; because who knows how much time I'll have to do these fun things with more kids and a home of our own. Actually, it wouldn't be that different really....I just love doing crafts!
Hope to have a sisters craft night here in the next two weeks! (I have nine *cough cough* not to brag or anything haha). So our get-togethers are full of good times.

So to start, paper pumpkins is one of the two or three crafts I have in mind for this month. Super easy, fun and unique in my opinion. The link is below. I haven't seen many of these hanging around this time of year. Loved making them!

Paper Pumkins