I just created a blog, I only have one post (about my sons first cloth diaper) so far! It would mean a lot if you guys could follow me. I’m in the process of making the blog prettier :)>>
When your baby is asleep and you can’t sleep no matter how hard you try!>>
When I have someone watch my son while I shower, I turn the shower on and let it run while I check my Facebook, Instagram and tumblr. Then I get in and shower.>>
sexyycandypandaa asked: He is perfect. Congrats. I thought I wanted a girl too before I know what my little boy was, but I wouldn't change a thing. He is the man of my dreams and I love him so much.
Thank you <3 I know it’s crazy how such a little boy can steal your heart so quick!>>
Well, It’s been a while since I’ve been on tumblr. I’ve had my little boy. It’s amazing how much I love the little booger. I look back on my posts and I read how I wanted a little girl but.. I would never change a thing. He is the best thing that could ever happen to me. I love being a mommy. Even though it means my days are shorter and my nights are longer. Every minute is worth it.>>
I never thought I would be the one to sit in the mirror and cry over some stupid marks on my body. I thought that I would see the beauty in them right away and that I was creating something special and these were the marks to prove it. But, nope. I cried and cried. For what felt like a hour. Over some stupid marks on my body. I even felt guilty for crying.. it’s not your fault. You are just trying to grow. Every girl wants to have flawless skin but that’s completely unrealistic. I’m going to always try to remember that these marks aren’t ugly- they were created by something so precious and innocent.
“A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me. It isn’t very pretty anymore. Some may even think it’s ugly. That’s OK. It was your home. It’s where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it.”>>