The Eddy Family

Monday, August 24, 2009

So Far....

Right now, Morgan is blissfully sleeping. I am not sure whether she is aware of what the rest of the day holds for her or not...

Its been an exciting day to this point! We've opened a brand new baby doll present, named it Oreo (chosen by Morgan), and successfully taught the baby to pee and poo in the potty. Morgan has decided that chocolate frosting on a baby doll's bum is something NOT to be touched (which, I kind of have to say I agree with her) We have done the COOLEST potty celebration dances, complete with jumps, kicks, and conga lines. Then, we threw a pretty good party for that stinkin doll to let it know how proud we were.

NOW, I get to do it all again with Morgan! When she wakes up, we are tossing out the diapers, pulling up the big girl undies, and drinking juice till we just can't take any more! Then, heaven willing, the potty training extravaganza goes as smoothly as it did with the doll!!!!!!! Lets hope! (and will somebody please find me an energy drink thats safe for pregnant women? Cause I'm exausted already!!!!!)

I'll update you when I know how the rest of the day goes!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

SOS- Calling all Moms!

Okay, so I need help here! Morgan has got me ready to put on those crazy nose and eyebrow disguise glasses, change my name and move to another state! (So its not that bad) BUT I CANNOT STAND THIS ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!

She has hit the two year old stage 110% and I have to say, I love it. Most of the time. However, if I have to hear another, "Why?" after I simply say something like, "Morgan, do not touch the stove, its hot and it will burn you" (which, come on, is that statement NOT self explanatory????) then I am going to freak. Lose it. Go off the deep end. All of the above!

So, if you have any advice (AND I AM PRAYING YOU DO) please, please, PLEASE share with me how to stop the, "Why, Mommy, Why?"

I could not ask for more

I was just looking over a friend's blog when Morgan came over to me at the computer and started trying to forcefully place herself on my lap. She was climbing all over the chair like crazy, and she lost her footing and fell, rather awkwardly, to the floor. I scooped her up as my friend's blog started playing the song, "I could not ask for more" by Sara Evans.

As I sat there trying to calm Morgan after the fall, I cuddled her in my arms with her blanket like I used to when she first came along to change our life forever. She softly stroked my cheek while I sang the words,

"These are the moments, I thank God that I'm alive. These are the moments I'll remember all my life... yeah right here in this moment is right where I'm meant to be... "

And of course the tears came.

There I sat, with my sweet, sweet girl nearly falling asleep in my arms and I realized that while sometimes we have so many seemingly huge problems in our lives, there's no better fix than the small moments with our children. I know the biggest gift the Lord has ever given me is the opportunity to be a mother.

With the new baby coming, I find myself having the same fears I had when I was expecting Morgan, but with a new spin. With Morgan I was so afraid I would not have the inexplicable love that every mother describes. That fear, obviously, was unfounded. Now I find myself wondering, "How is it even possible for me to love another person as much as I love this one? Can I really share this love between two souls?"

I am shocked everyday at the ability my heart has to grow. Honestly, with some of the things Morgan does, I don't know how it doesn't burst inside my chest. With that knowledge, I think I can assume somehow I will be able to love this next baby as much as I love my first.

"I could not ask for more than this time together, I could not ask for more than this time with you, every prayer has been answered...and I could not ask for more."