Please Be FUNNY!

I NEVER go to movies anymore. Too expensive, too hard to do when you have little kids and usually too disappointing. Don't you hate it when you're anxiously awaiting a new movie and you just KNOW this is one you'll add to your personal "classics" list? Only to have your hopes crushed by it being over the top obvious humor or too dirty or they ruined all the good lines by playing them over and over on the TV previews. I have pinned my newest cinematic hopes on "Baby Mama". PLEASE let it be funny! PLEASE let it be funny! I made my sister PROMISE to go with me because we have died laughing over the preview "sorry I farted in your purse" line. We're going tomorrow night- opening night. The last movie I saw in the theatre was Alvin & The Chipmunks. Not bad, and maybe I downloaded a few of Alvin's tunes onto my ipod but it was FOR THE KIDS!

PLEASE BE FUNNY "Baby Mama"!!! I'm the only one who even reads my blog so this is more of a note to self or a diary to reflect on hopes and dreams and see if they come true. So this one's shallow. Maybe next week I'll tackle world peace. For now it's "Baby Mama"....

What Makes Me Laugh

This picture is from some random forward that typically goes straight to the trash bin but I found this little jewel and it makes me laugh SOOOOO hard every time I see it. Just thought it needed a place on my blog to honor it. Sometimes people wonder what makes me laugh and it's hard to explain but this picture helps to give you an idea. It doesn't make great sense as to why it strikes me so funny, but that's why I love it. It just strikes me funny. Every time. Enjoy.

My Baby is 8 Years Old!

I can't believe I became a mommy for the first time EIGHT years ago! My sweet Sam made us a family on February 25, 2000. That was the year of Y2K if you'll remember, and everyone was freaked out that the world as we knew it was going to come crashing down on Jan 1st 2000. The new millenium. People were storing up extra canned goods and water even if they didn't openly admit it. I was freaked out enough with the labor experience looming overhead. It didn't help to watch people go all "chicken little"- our neighbor built some sort of special shelter and stored food rations "just in case". I mean we mocked him but also kept in the back of our minds that it doesn't hurt to be on the inside with one local nut job in case of emergency.

Well, the new year came and went without incident. The hospital was ready and waiting for me on the cold morning of February 25th, 2000. I had to be induced because of my pregnancy induced pre-ecclampsia (high blood pressure). So I checked my swollen ankles and bloated face into the hospital and pensively settled into the hospital bed awaiting the pitosin to kick in and start what I can only explain as the most terrifying unknown I have ever experienced. How long will it take? How much will it hurt? Will the baby be ok? Will I be ok? What if I scream? What if I cuss? What if I POOP?!

Slowly the reality of labor pains started mounting and it was creepy yet interesting to watch them peak and valley on the monitor. I could hear the baby's heartbeat the whole time whooshing away. I was feeling so many things beyond the pain and anxiety- like a deep compassion for this little person who was about to go through his first of many difficult experiences in this life. What a strange entrance into this world.

After some crazy pain I cannot describe, miraculous relief from the spinal, several awkward but apparently "text book" pushes (that must be a standard nurse cheer). I experienced a joy, euphoria, adrenaline rush that I never knew you could experience here on earth. This slimy, wriggly, beautiful boy entered our lives and would change us forever.

I marvel at how much has happened in his short little lifetime. Good times and yucky times- our Sammy and his sisters always bring us back to what is most important. We hope we are teaching him all he needs to know to be good person but most importantly a man of God. Sam has taught me as much as I have taught him. I love you sweet Sam. I'm so glad Jesus allowed me to be your mommy!