An anniversary of sorts

I am an anniversary kind of girl. I remember all the dates of significant events in my life, and if they are good events I feel like they should be celebrated. Today's anniversary goes back five years ago to do the day that Nathan and I first talked.

Technically though, that's not the very first time we talked. We met at a our friend Andrea's birthday party when we were fifteen (I think). Nathan was kind of stuck up though and didn't say more than two words to me, but those were the days before I discovered a flat iron, so I can't say that I blame him. Oddly enough, the next time we talked (six years later) was Andrea's birthday.

So, Andrea if you ever read my blog, Happy Birthday!

And Nathan, thanks for calling me back. I love you!

K-I-S-S-I-N-G

Today Maya and Kim (Maya's speech therapist) were playing with a super-hero action figure. Maya was enjoying herself, making him fly around the room. Kim turned to Maya and said, "Do you think he needs a drink now? I bet he's tired." Maya then proceeded to pick up the barbie that was laying next to her and make them kiss. Umm...really?? My two year-old is making dolls kiss each other? Why do kids feel the need to grow up? This is my baby girl who still sucks on a pacifier and wears diapers. I guess the innocence can't last forever, but for now I'll live in my naive little world where I still believe she is my baby instead of accepting the reality that she is now an independent toddler.

Linc

I really wish I was a better blogger. My kids do so many cute things, and if I don't start keeping track, I'm not going to remember them. So, once again I'm going to make a goal to blog more often. We'll see how it goes.

Lincoln is two months old now. Two months?! Really?! It's so cliche, but time really does fly. We just had his two month check-up, and just like his previous appointments he is in the 95th percentile for weight and the 75th for height. My kids are porkers. His doctor was kind of shocked that he isn't sleeping through the night since he is so big, but my babies love their bottles. He is such a good baby though. Other than the fact that he has had some serious day/night confusion, I can't really complain. I totally love this little dude. I'll be honest here...I went to the hospital to be induced holding out hope that he was a girl, and I am so glad that he wasn't. I wouldn't want any baby but him. Look at the kid-isn't he the cutest guy ever? I mean, look at his cutie patootie lips. Don't you just want to smooch them?? I do. So, for now, feast your eyes on these pictures, and I'll try to update soon and include some pictures of my darling two year old.

1.11.11

Lincoln Michael Hawk

January 11, 2011

4:31 pm

9 lbs. 5 oz.

20 inches

This post would be a lot more exciting, but although I have never figured out how to purposely delete pictures once I've uploaded them, I accidently erased every single one, and now I am too tired to upload them again and to write a cute little story about his "birth" day. How's that for a run-on sentence? I'll just say that Linc is the cutest guy ever. I am so grateful that he joined our family, and I'll be even more grateful when he learns to sleep at night. More pictures and stories to come!

Maya

I am a horrible blogger, and generally when I do blog it's about specific events or holidays. Well, that or my random vents, so I thought I would share a little bit about what's going on with our cute two year old. I really don't think I could ask for a cuter, more entertaining little kid. She is so much fun and has so much personality. She loves watching Dora and Diego and would watch TV all day if I would let her. She is the cutest dancer and can frequently be found rockin' out to Journey and the Black Eyed Peas. She loves looking at herself in the mirror and being told she's pretty. She definitely won't be lacking for self-esteem. I don't know yet if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Time will tell. She wants nothing to do with potty-training, so unfortunately we will have two kids in diapers. Definitely didn't time that right. She's also speech delayed and will be starting speech therapy pretty soon. She never stops jabbering, but very rarely can you understand what she says. When she learns a new word it's like Christmas. She loves candy and probably has about as many cavities as she does teeth. Thanks mom. She also loves oranges and carrots. Whenever she goes to my mom's she goes to the fridge and pulls out a huge carrot and starts chomping away, so at least she likes healthy foods too. And, of course, she is going to be a big sister in the next couple of weeks. Basically, she is the cutest girl ever, and I'm so grateful that she's mine!

Russell/Mathews Christmas

My mom and dad were friends with Paul and Carla Russell since before I was born. Every Christmas we get together with them and eat pizza and exchange gifts. This year was pretty crazy. You would've thought we gave Maya drugs before we went. The girl was out of control, but entertaining nonetheless. It's been tradition that Jenny (Paul and Carla's daughter), Megan, and I would get matching outfits and take pictures. Last year we opted to start wearing matching pajamas. We couldn't get the boys to join in on our tradition though. In the first picture Maya is tearing open yet another present. Then it's us girls in our PJ's, and finally Maya trying to close herself in the dog kennel. For whatever reason she found that highly entertaining. Maybe I should take advantage of that...

Christmas 2010

It was definitely a wonderful Christmas at the Hawk house. Watching how excited Maya was about everything (and by everything, I mean presents) was so much fun! My sister and her husband were able to come home for Christmas which made it even better. They got in on Christmas Eve night, so they barely made it! We stayed the night at my mom's house that night and opened our Christmas jammies and our ornaments. Every year since I was little my mom and dad bought us Hallmark ornaments. This year Nathan got a Dwight bobblehead, I got an advent Nativity scene, and Maya got a Princess and the Frog to remember our trip to Disney World, and Rapunzel to remember her first trip to the movies to see Tangled. Another tradition we have is for all the kids to have a slumber party and watch Miracle on 34th Street. I was the only one who made it through the movie. They were all a bunch of bums. Maya stayed up longer than everyone. Well, except for me. I didn't sleep at all because I had to get up about 5,000 times to go to the bathroom. The joys of being pregnant. Christmas day my extended family all came over, and I was forced to help out in the kitchen because my mom wasn't feeling well. Remember how I mentioned that I'm not good at baking? Well, I'm not good at cooking either, but my sweet potatoes were pretty darn amazing. I was pretty proud. Here are some pictures from our day.

Maya in her Christmas Jammies.

The kids in our pajamas. I pretty much look like poo, so don't judge.

Nathan and me.

Maya tearing into one of her presents. That girl was so spoiled this year. We really need an extra bedroom in our house, so we can have a toy room. I still don't know what I'm going to do with all of her presents.

Christmas Cookies

I hate baking. Hate it more than anything. The only thing enjoyable about it is eating the end product which I usually don't even like. I'm not big on cakes and cookies, but since I have been pregnant I crave sweets all the time, so I thought I might as well give baking another chance. Plus I thought it would be nice for Maya to have the experience of making Christmas cookies. Not only do I hate baking, but I'm not very good at it either. My friend and I attempted to make cookies when we were younger and we set the oven on fire, and I have never really baked since. Luckily Nathan is pretty good at it, so the cookies actually turned out. Hooray! Here are some pictures of Maya from our little adventure. She ended up doing a lot more eating than helping.

Maya Turns Two!

Maya turned two on December 9th. I can't even believe she is that old already! Her birthday was pretty low key this year. We decided that we just wanted it to be us and Maya, so we didn't do a big family thing like we did last year. It worked out really well to do it that way though because she was sick. She didn't even eat her cake, and this girl never turns down sweets. We got her a tricycle for her birthday which she uses as a chair when she watches Dora. We should probably teach her how to pedal.

35 down, 5 to go!

me. not at 35 weeks, but this is about all you're gonna get.

This pregnancy has seemed to drag on forreeever, but now I can't believe that I only have five weeks left. We still have so much to do and are so much more unprepared than we were when we were getting ready for Maya. If he's anything like Maya though, I'm sure we have a little longer than expected to prepare. This pregnancy is the polar opposite of how Maya's was. I don't know if it's because this time around we're having a boy...is there really any truth to the fact that carrying a boy and girl is completely different? I don't want little man to read this somewhere down the line, and see a long miserable post about this pregnancy and get some kind of complex. Let's not start the "mommy issues" any earlier than we have to. I don't want him in therapy too young. So, let's just say that this pregnancy has been an experience and that we won't be doing it again. Just five more weeks though and baby no-name will be here, and I will have a cute, little (or in my case-big) baby to snuggle with. It can't come soon enough!

2 Year Stats

I know you all have been anxiously awaiting to see how Maya has grown these last few months, and I'm not one to disappoint, so here you go!

Height: 35 in. 90% (almost anyway. the dr. couldn't give me an exact precentile)
Weight: 27 lbs. 8 oz. 50%

So, my chubby little baby is gone. It's sad, but she's still cute as ever. Coming soon-Maya's birthday post.

Big Girl Bed

Maya finally made the transition to her "big" girl bed. We've had it for a month now, but she just wasn't ready for it, and there was no need to push it. We tried again this last week, and she has done so well! The first couple of nights were hard because she got up a thousand times. You think I'm exaggerating, but I assure you, I'm not. Night #3 I got mean and held the door shut, so she couldn't get out. She cried for about 15 minutes and then went and got in her bed, and she has done great ever since. I'm really amazed she adjusted so quickly. This kid doesn't like change. She's a lot like me in that way unfortunately. Don't mind the purple walls and pink bedding. We'll paint them eventually when we decide not to be lazy and can actually afford to do it. And, yes, that is my "big" girl sucking away on her pacifier. Our goal to have it gone by the time she turned one, 18 months, and then two have flown out the window. We don't want to traumatize her too much, and I think baby #2 is going to do enough damage.

October Life

I always make a mental promise to myself that I am going to get better at blogging and then I totally slack off and go another two months without posting. I'm horrible at remembering to take pictures though, and a blog with no pictures isn't very exciting. So, here I am again, vowing to do better and document all the happenings here at the Hawk house. Unfortunately, life isn't all that exciting, so there isn't too much to report, or maybe it's just that pregnancy is frying my brain and I can't remember all the eventful things that have happened in the last month or so. Here are some pictures taken over the month of October-all Maya of course cause she's way cuter than Nathan and me. I will be posting some preggo pics pretty soon though, so #2 doesn't feel neglected since I've failed to mention him on the blog. So, stay tuned for a pregnancy post and some really scary pictures of yours truly, and for now, enjoy the pics of our little terror cause she sure is cute!

Sexy Six

My bf from high school got married at the end of September. I took pics on my mom's camera and never did anything with them. Kris (the bride) put her professional pics on facebook, so I thought I'd steal hers since they're cute than mine. Anyway, here's a couple pics of me and my girls on Kris's big day. In high school we were inseperable. We dubbed ourselves "the sexy six." We were pretty cool. Still are, really. It's been forever since the six of us have been together, and it was lots of fun hanging out again for the night. It almost made me miss high school. Also, I hope it wasn't illegal to steal her pictures, so sorry if it is. But not too sorry cause they're really cute.

Martha, Ashley, Kris, me, Em, and Liz

Nathan

Nathan was (jokingly) complaining tonight about how I never blog about him, and since I didn't write a sappy post about how wonderful he is on our anniversary (8.26) here's one now. So, Nathan, you'll never read this, but here's your post.

Nathan, I'm not really sure you knew what you were getting into when you married me. Actually, I think you did know, which makes you all the more amazing. There isn't a man on this earth who would put up with me the way you do. How you have the patience to deal with me while I'm pregnant and unmedicated I'll never understand, but you do it and love me inspite of it. There are few people who really get me, and I'm grateful that I'm married to you, one of the few people who does. I'm so glad that I get to spend eternity with you-love you!

P.S. This is probably the second picture we ever had taken together, but we're still skinny there, and I can't let all of you who live far away see what I really look like. Yikes!

Finally-a picture! My mom posted pics of Maya on her facebook and while I'm not computer savvy enough to figure out her picture program, I did manage to steal this from her facebook. Serisously, she's the cutest thing ever.

I don't know if I'm the only mom who has ever felt this way, but I often wonder if my future children can ever measure up to Maya. I would just look at her after she was born and think, none of my other kids will ever be as cute as she is. And now that she's older she just keeps getting cuter, smarter, funnier, you get the picture. I don't know if I can love another baby the way I love Maya. Even now that I'm pregnant, I wonder that. I'm sure that will all change once he gets here, but seriously, he has some big shoes to fill.

It's a BOY!

I'm glad to be able to say that with some excitement now. I'm ashamed to admit that I was slightly devestated when we were told we were having a boy. Go ahead and judge. I would if I were you. There are women all over the world desperately seeking medical treatment to be able to have a child and would be thrilled beyond measure to have a boy or a girl, and here I am, pregnant after trying for just one night, and I was sad that I wasn't having a girl. I really wanted Maya to have a little sister and have always wanted to have a houseful of daughters. Well, not really a houseful. Maybe just two. Unless some miracle occurs-and by miracle I mean accident-Maya won't have a sister. It still makes me a little sad that Maya won't have that because I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have my sister, but she'll never know the difference anyway. I am excited to have a boy now though. A little scared. Well, a lot scared. Everyone says that boys are so much easier than girls, but I'm not so convinced. I don't get boys. I guess I'll learn though. I would post a pic, but let's be honest...ultrasound pictures really aren't that cute, and all babies look the same at this point anyway.

Just to clarify...

I feel like I should expound a little on my last post. A LOT of you do some or all of the things on my little list. If you think it's your blog I'm referring to, most probably it isn't. If you can sew and take beautiful pictures then why shouldn't you show that off on your blog? It's the blogs where people BRAG about their abilities and push their opinions (mostly about breastfeeding) on other people that bother me. And MOST blogs I read aren't like that. And really, these people can post whatever the heck they want on their blog. I don't have to read it, and they don't have to read my blog. Basically, this is all coming from an unmedicated bipolar pregnant lady who has massive amounts of hormones surging through her body. I can't be held accountable for what I say. I just wanted to make sure I didn't offend all you breastfeeding, baby food making, clothes sewing, photographer moms out there. I guess I'm always on edge because there have been comments made about why I don't do some of these things, and I'm just sensitive. I can't guarantee that for the next six months there won't be more depressing, gripey posts, but I'll try to throw some fun ones in there too.

My name is Micah, and I'm a blog stalker.

I have a really bad habit. I spend far too much of my day reading blogs. Sometimes I know the people and sometimes I don't. But, hey we all do it sometimes, right? No? It's just me? Sometimes I read posts and feel totally inspired and uplifted and my days is better because of them. BUT most of the time reading blogs just makes me feel totally inadequate as a mom and just as a human being because here's the thing...

• I didn't breastfeed Maya, and I won't breastfeed baby #2. Go ahead and judge. Most people do.
• I don't use cloth diapers.
• I don't make Maya's clothes or my own (or any other thing that involoves a sewing machine, or even just a needle and thread).
• I also don't make cute little headbands.
• My house is NEVER clean. Maybe if company is coming. Maybe.
• I rarely cook. I never bake.
• I'm not a vegetarian and I don't feed my family all organic food.
• I don't want a big family. Baby #2 will probably be the last.
• I'm on an insane amount of anti-depressants to make me happy, and even then...(the reason baby #2 will probably be the last).
• I'm not a photographer.
• I'm not even a good blogger. (I am good at reading them. Does that count)?

I really could keep going, but I think you get the idea. I feel like I'm stuck. In the real world I'm not successful because I didn't graduate from college and I don't have a job. I have a friend (who shall remain nameless) whose mom has constantly judge me for this. In the Mormon world I'm not successful, well, for all of the above reasons plus some. I guess I'm hoping it's not just me and other women feel inadequate and useless at times. Well, was that depressing enough for you? Next time I'll come back with cute pictures and some happy thoughts, but like I said, I'm not a very good blogger...

The past three months...

Whew...a lot has happened since I last posted, and I really don't remember most of it. So, this really shouldn't be that long of a post. I'm sorry to say that this won't include any pictures. Our camera broke and is very low on the list of new purchases to make, and my mom's picture program is way too complicated for me to figure out. Anyway, on to the update...

April: Got settled into our new house. I need to post pictures. I've been wanting to wait until it was fully furnished and decorated to post some, but if I wait to do that they'll never get posted. We love living in Litchfield, and Nathan's commute to work (which people gave us tons of grief about) hasn't been to bad. Maya and I went to Disney World with my mom and brother. It was, of course, tons of fun, but it was sad not being able to take Nathan.

May: Most everyone knows now, but we found out we are having another baby. It was planned, but it was still kind of a surprise because it happened so fast. Pregnancy this time around is basically miserable. I don't think we'll be doing it again, but I suppose that's for another post.

June: Maya turned 18 months and developed quite the attitude. I didn't know kids her age could be like this. She's quite the little rebel, doesn't like to share, doesn't like to listen to Nathan and me...I don't even know what to do with her. My mom said she wanted me to have one just like me, and I definitely did. On the other hand, she's the cutest kid ever and can be very sweet when she wants to be.

July: Like the rest of the summer it has been very uneventful. We spend most of our days at the pool. Maya is a little fish-no fear of the water at all. She has made some good friends at the pool. Adults of course, she would have to share her toys with kids.

So, this was pretty much the most boring post ever. I'm sorry if you made it this far. Hopefully next time I'll have pictures and we'll have done something exciting, but let's be honest....that's just not my life. I love it anyway though!