The 12 Days of Christmas....Mama-Style!

Inspired by my daughter, Keira Isabella...

12 Days of Christmas...

On the first day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; one booger in a snotty nose.

On the second day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; two colored pages and a booger in a snotty nose.

On the third day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; three barking coughs, two colored pages, and a booger in a snotty nose.

On the fourth day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; four new vocabulary words, three barking coughs, two colored pages and a booger in a snotty nose.

On the fifth day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; fiiiiiivvveee (five) shiny white teeth, four new vocabulary words, three barking coughs, two colored pages and a booger in a snotty nose.

On the sixth day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; six bleeding markers, fiiiiive (five) shiny white teeth, four new vocabulary words, three barking coughs, two colored pages and a booger in a snotty nose.

On the seventh day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; seven band aid'd owies, six bleeding markers, fiiiive (five) shiny white teeth, four new vocabulary words, three barking coughs, two colored pages and a booger in a snotty nose.

On the eighth day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; eight slobbery kisses, seven band aid'd owies, six bleeding markers, fiiiive (five) shiny white teeth, four new vocabulary words, three barking coughs, two colored pages and a booger in a snotty nose.

On the ninth day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; nine hours of sleep, eight slobbery kisses, seven band aid'd owies, six bleeding markers, fiiiive (five) shiny white teeth, four new vocabulary words, three barking coughs, two colored pages and a booger in a snotty nose.

On the tenth day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; ten pretty smiles, nine hours of sleep, eight slobbery kisses, seven band aid'd owies, six bleeding markers, fiiiive (five) shiny white teeth, four new vocabulary words, three barking coughs, two colored pages and a booger in a snotty nose.

On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; eleven dirty diapers,  ten pretty smiles, nine hours of sleep, eight slobbery kisses, seven band aid'd owies, six bleeding markers, fiiiive (five) shiny white teeth, four new vocabulary words, three barking coughs, two colored pages and a booger in a snotty nose.

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love boo gave to me; twelve bedtime stories,  eleven dirty diapers,  ten pretty smiles, nine hours of sleep, eight slobbery kisses, seven band aid'd owies, six bleeding markers, fiiiive (five) shiny white teeth, four new vocabulary words, three barking coughs, two colored pages and a booger in a snotty nose.

It's that time of year!

Christmas is the time of year where people seem to re-evaluate everything. Their lives, relationships, friendships and resolutions for the New Year. As Christmas day approaches, we are busy sending out Christmas cards to family and friends, preparing a list of things to cook for the big dinner, and wrapping last minute gifts to put under the tree. 

It's times like now, that I sit back and look at the world around me. Christmas used to be about what to get my parents for Christmas, weather to include my brothers and sisters in on the gift buying or simply let them fend for themselves. Now, I'm a Mother, and my main focus is my little girl. Sorry 'rents'. The past five years however, I have spent time away from my family because I'm a Military Spouse. I made the choice to be with my husband, despite it putting a lot of distant from my family and I. 

I worry about how my daughter is going to grow up by not being around family as often, will she be forgotten because we live so far away? Luckily I have been blessed with a wonderful family, and have to give some credit to the creator of FaceBook. Without that combination, I would be petrified of how life as a Military brat would be for my daughter. 

The other day I took Keira's (my daughter) Christmas pictures. While I am not a professional, I do think I can produce better quality than JCPenny's or Sears. Take a look for yourself. :) 

Isn't she precious? 

So, no matter what you are fretting over, scared for, or even stressing about, remember to have a Merry Christmas and look forward, not back. 

Merry Christmas, from my family to yours. 

She's a BIG Kid now!

      A few moments ago I put my daughter down for her last nap in her crib. This evening her Daddy and I will be setting up the toddler bed and resetting our baby girls room. The new Tinkerbell bedding is bought, and her very own pillow too!

     

      As a first time Mother, it was difficult to carry her upstairs to go "nite nite", and experience the "life before your eyes" moment. Except instead of my life, it was hers. At 18 months old my daughter, Keira, has been through hell and back. This moment where she transfers from crib to toddler bed is a major milestone in her life.

    Holding her 2'8'' petite body in my arms, as I rock her and sing "our song", my eyes float down to the receiving blankets in her cubby against the wall. It was then that the memories of her bundled up in those blankets came back to me. In a different home only 17 months earlier, we stood almost just like we were, humming to her and singing the same song.

    It's moments like the ones I just experienced that I hold dear to my heart. Moments that make you realize that despite the sleepless nights, the tears (both hers and yours), and the tantrums they won't last for long. One day she will still be throwing tantrums, you'll both still be shedding tears; though the reason for them will more than likely be different, she's going to grow up.

   There are many songs that express the words of how I feel towards my daughter, the message I always want her to know. One in particular, especially the first verse and chorus sticks with me now. Below is the video to Jamie O'Neal's "Somebody's Hero", so you can give it a listen!

   I welcome you to post your own memories of your mother, or relationship you have with your children. I love hearing other stories. :)  

Happy Reading :D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1_uMQTw7v2g&ob=av2e