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Hawaii Two-0

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Get it? It's a play on the old television show "Hawaii Five-0" only it's Two-0 because Elliott Richard is 2 and Emmett John is (technically) 0. Okay. Okay. Yeah, I know I'm lame. lol (Although, hopefully you'll get the reference once you see the onesie Emmett John is wearing.)

I keep trying to catch Emmett smiling. I also keep missing. On the bright side, I'm getting some down right adorable pictures of the E's. That said, here's another daily dose of "The Dueling E's". I know you were having withdrawl symptoms. ;) lol

Here's your fix. :)

"You want me to do what?!"

Emmett John, the Archer...strike a pose!

(otherwise known as "Vogue-ing" lol)

Sportin' the "Hawaii 2-0" look courtesy of Apple :)

"Mom, I'm serious. No more pictures."

Deep thoughts

(No, I didn't pose this picture. Seriously, you try posing a 5 week old. lol)

"I take it."

(That's what Elliott Richard says when he wants to hold Emmett. Obviously, Emmett was less than thrilled with the arrangement. lol)

Siblings

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How many of you have siblings? Now how many of you are close to your siblings?

My Mom is 1 of 6. She has 4 sisters and 1 brother. She doesn't really see or talk to her brother much. But she's pretty close to her sisters. She sees them as often as possible and talks to them at least once a week if not more.

Rob is the oldest of six. He has 3 brothers and 2 sisters. He's pretty close with them too. We see them as often as possible and he talks to them on the phone once every week or two.

Enter the reason behind this particular blog. I, being the odd woman out, have one single baby brother. Although, admittedly, he's not a "baby" anymore at 17 years old. There are 10 1/2 years between us. All I ever wished for growing up was "a baby brother or sister". Every fountain wish. Every birthday wish. Letter to Santa. You name it and I asked, begged and wished for a sibling to/from them.

Somewhere around my 9th birthday I came to grips with the reality of being an only child. Not long after I had made my piece with my sibling-less station in life, my parents announced they were surprisingly pregnant! (It was a much more traumatic experience than that but we won't go there. Right Mom? lol) Now I was thrilled the whole pregnancy that my wishes were finally coming true. Then he was born. In that moment I realized that I did actually care if it was a brother or a sister. And I suddenly found myself wishing I had been a bit more specific in my wishing. Lol (I actually told my Dad to "put him back" but he said Mom wasn't going for that. At the time I didn't completely understand why. Needless to say, I understand now. lol)

There I was 10 1/2 years old with this new little brother. Who, for the record, was *nothing* like what I had imagined. He wasn't the least bit fun. And then as we grew up, he was mildly spoilt. (Okay, so was I but at 10 1/2 years old I didn't see that. lol) In all honesty, I spent a large portion of the rest of my childhood either ignoring him or giving him a hard time. I'm growing to regret this decision.

I see my mom with her siblings and Rob with his siblings; and I'm envious. I wish I were closer to Zachary. At this point, I don't even know how to go about trying to build a relationship with him. He's 17. My Mom said to give him a few years. That she became really close with her youngest sister only after they had grown up and married, started working on starting families.

Maybe it's the ADHD in me. Maybe it's the fact that everyday I stare down the idea of losing my family. Or the fact that he has a chronic disease and as his big sister I just want to make it all better and protect him. I only wish I knew how. Even on a basic, almost superficial level. I wish I knew how to connect with him, befriend him. I wish I knew how to be a better big sister.

Emmett John's 1st Fireworks

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Tonight our hometown had it's big firework display, which was the follow-up to the parade this morning and the ending of a week long festival. And just let me tell you this, there's nothing quite like hearing every high school marching band in the county peppered inbetween every fire department and their sirens and then wrapping it all up with a float playing nothing but heavy metal rock music. Yeah, that was my Saturday morning. Did I mention we live just off the parade route? Yeah, we do.

Anyway, back to the fireworks...Grandma and PaPa G and Aunt Kate came over to watch with Emmett John and I. Daddy stayed home with Gavin and Elliott Richard. Gavin couldn't go because the noise and excitement would have set him off. And Elliott Richard didn't go because he wore himself out playing Grandma and PaPa's house tonight so he actually fell sleep before 9 o'clock tonight. (Yippee!)

So the four of us: Grandma G, PaPa G, Aunt Kate and I took Emmett to his first set of fireworks. I don't know if he enjoyed them or not though because he slept through them. The big, loud "booming" ones startled him at first but he got used to them. lol

It was too dark for me to get any pictures of Emmett but I did manage to get some pictures and video of the fireworks. Enjoy! :)

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