The Tall and Short of US

Our breastfeeding journey is officially over as of yesterday. I hadn't planned on blogging about this experience, but I don't want to forget how I feel in this moment. Breastfeeding has been such a huge part of my life and one of the most amazing things I've ever been able to achieve. I am so unbelievably grateful for these experiences. I am so thankful Lincoln and I had such a strong nursing relationship for so long. I am in awe of my body and its power to nourish. It still blows my mind that for the first year of a child's life, they literally only need  milk. Our bodies are so cool. Milk isn't just milk (it's  water, fat, carbohydrates, protein, vitamins and minerals, amino acids, enzymes, and white cells.), so it makes total sense logically and scientifically. It's just still so cool that we can doing something so...magical! Our breastfeeding journey in the beginning was a little rough. We had a lot of factors running against us...

I cannot believe little dude is TWO! I am just a ball of emotions about this one. He is the goofiest, silliest, most loving boy I've ever met. He's always dancing, making his toys talk, and coloring. He spends over an hour a day drawing or coloring. He loves stickers, Dory, and all animals. It's so fun to watch his mind at work and his creativity shine. He's getting more and more verbal and it's so fun. He'll say "Ummm..." when browsing the pantry or when picking out a movie to watch. I thought it was the funniest thing and had no idea he was mimicking me until Thomas pointed it out! He even says "Agh!" like me when he drops something. Having a mini me is a dream come true. Having other children in my home has been so fun for me and Lincoln. He is learning and thriving because of their company. One of the little boys I watch is only 18 months but is basically Lincoln 2.0. He's about the same size as Lincoln as well! He only co...

Easter is still over a month away, but I love reflecting on it long before the day. Lincoln has finally reached an age where he understands who Jesus is. At least in his own little way. Sometimes we get confused and call Santa, Noah, and other bearded men Jesus. It's comical, but we try to correct him so he knows who He is and how much we love Him. I am a member of quite a few mom groups with varying ages and stages of life. It seems like there are posts about pregnancy losses daily. It hits so close to home for me. I always want to reach out and give them the biggest hug, but everyone copes and heals differently. It's hard to gauge what to do for them when they're not sure what they need for themselves. When it was very clear (but not yet confirmed) that my last pregnancy wasn't going to work out, Thomas made a comment I will never forget. I was very blunt with him about the reality of everything. I was already very  disconnected at that point and oddly conten...

I am a baby hog. I grew up begging to hold all the babies. To be completely honest, things haven't changed at all! I love all things babies. When I was given the blessing of my own, it was such a different love than anything I'd ever experienced. I'm 99% sure our fertility struggles have made my baby fever even worse! We'd always talked about 4. It was perfect. I was married at 22. I wanted all my babies before I was 30. I had plenty  of time. Well here we are in my 26th year with one child. While I would welcome back to back pregnancies, I'm grateful for the gap I was given. The miscarriages were life changing, to say the least, but His timing is perfect. Lincoln is almost 2 and the most beautiful soul. He's so full of life and love and mischief. He has the biggest personality (wonder where he got that from! 😝 ) and so much character. I am just a few weeks away from my second loss' due date. I would have had 2 under 2. It seemed crazy at the ti...