Grief

On the Move

January 9, 2015

Ok.  So much for blogging more.  Resolution #1, down the drain.  Sorry!  Chad was gone for the whole first week of January and I spent that week losing it, then getting it back together, then losing it again SO I’m back together again now and all is well.

Side note:  Single Momming it is really, really, really hard.  Apparently, you cannot lose it.  EVER.

Side note again:  I’m really, really, really thankful for you, Chad.  I don’t lose it nearly as much when you’re around.  And that’s good.

Anyway, notes aside, Cal is on the move!  The day Chad left Cal officially began crawling.  He had perfected his slither/army crawl across our hardwood floors, but now he is fully (and ridiculously fast) hands/knees on the go.  That was last Friday.  Then Saturday, I noticed he would crawl then pull up to our ottoman on his knees.  Skill mastered.  Then Sunday morning, I look over and he’s standing at our ottoman.  I thought to myself that Pete must’ve pushed him up there until I saw him pull himself up to stand.  And by Monday, he was reading, writing and solving math problems.  Just kidding.  But seriously, in a matter of three days Cal had really upped his mobility game.

So, obviously not knowing what to do, I panicked and lowered his crib, locked up the cleaning product cabinet and cleared the ottoman of the remotes and lovely scented candles.  We are officially on the move around here.

His first shotgun ride at the grocery.

Pretty proud of himself

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This is Elena. Our Light. You can see all the goodness and joy that shines from those deep blue eyes. She loves sneezes, yawns, industrial toilet flushes, automatic paper towel dispensers and The Star Spangled Banner. Music is her everything, specifically Moana, Frozen (really all Disney), Queen & Taylor Swift. Nothing makes her squeal quite like swimming, fast boat rides and her two brothers in trouble. In addition to her megawatt smile, Elena reminds us to cherish the smallest of victories, to live in the present, and to daily dwell in a posture of gratitude for every breath and every blessing.  

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I’m Emmalee, an ordinary gal born and raised in the Heartland. Wife to Chad, and Mom to Elena, Calvin & Turner, I spend most my days ridin’ dirty (literally so much trash) in my minivan carting kids to and fro. When I’m not being a Momager, I excel at self-care, cooking gourmet meals my kids won’t eat and deep-diving all the feelings. Most days, my attitude is gratitude, just taking life one step at a time.

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