Thursday, February 28, 2013

Isaiah is TWO and Maci is 5 MONTHS!

There have been a lot of happenings in the Moss household. Isaiah turned 2!!! And Maci is now 5 months! Have I said, "time flies"? Can I say it again? Holy cow. Life is over in a blink. I remind myself of this often, especially during the tough moments because I know it won't be forever. Afterall, my kids are at the age where they may not remember the things I say or the things I do but they will subconsciously remember how I made them feel and I always, always, always want them to feel loved.

Isaiah turned 2 this month and to celebrate we rented our Jumpin Jack and Jill and had a bounce house party. So worth it. He is getting so big. I say this all the time, but really. He's such a kid. At his doctor's appointment the doctor said he has the muscle mass of a 4 year old. He weighs 30 lbs and is 3 feet tall. He really is so strong. And funny. The kid is hilarious. And he's talking all the time - I mean full-on conversations with everyone. He also makes his cars talk to each other - he's doing a lot of pretend play. He loves his sister and is always talking to her too. Now that she's more responsive Isaiah thinks "she's funny." He also loves learning. He knows all his colors and numbers and most of his letters by sight. He can recite the alphabet and count to about 12. He also works electronics as well as I do. He amazes me. I'm so in love with him.

We finally took away the pacifier this week...4 days and counting! He asked for it the first two nights and we just said, "Not anymore, buddy." And that works. The only down side is he no longer naps. Oh well, he goes to bed earlier so I'm good. I feel bad taking it away because it was the only "baby" thing left about him (besides diapers) but I noticed his teeth starting to buck the slightest bit and I really don't want it to affect his teeth. He still loves the outdoors - climbing trees, jumping in bushes, digging in the mud, and stomping in puddles. Isaiah also attends toddler gym twice each week and is becoming quite the dare devil at home - climbing walls, jumping off furniture, running, jumping, diving...you name it. This kid is 100% boy and full of energy. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Maci is my dramatic, bubbly little diva. She is very picky and particular but laughs and smiles so easily. She's good with everyone and doesn't mind being passed around. When she's having a dramatic moment she usually just wants me. If she's having a dramatic moment with me it usually means she's really tired or needs to poop. She is a horrible sleeper. She only cat naps three times each day and wakes up at least three times every night. The last week it's been every hour. I'm dying. But I love her. She hates her crib for more than a couple hours so she sleeps with us most of the night. Despite my hesitation I let her try baby oatmeal a week ago to see if it would help and it made it worse so we stopped. I think it might be teething so we'll wait and see... I see cry-it-out in our future. :) She is rolling around like crazy but prefers sitting (almost unassisted) and her jumper.

Monday, February 25, 2013

Stay Married.

I love Facebook. Guilty. I'm not very good at staying in touch with people and Facebook has allowed me to stay "connected" to people I love but would have easily lost touch with over the years. I completely understand how it can be impersonal or obnoxious but I have been able to kindle real-life (not cyber) friendships with people I hardly knew in high school and stay in touch with old friends that are in a completely different place than I am in life. Ashamed and embarrassed or not, I like Facebook. [sigh]

I've had a Facebook since I went away to college. You know, when it was first invented and you had to have a college email address to join? Very exclusive. I've been able to witness the growth of friends, family and myself through social media. Weird, huh? From partying too hard at frats, falling in love and getting married, and having kids, Facebook has been the cyber platform for everyone I know to "shout it from the roof tops!" It's exciting. I love seeing people succeed and love life. On the other hand I've been noticing a sad trend as well. Divorce.

Divorce is hard enough as it is. It doesn't just affect two people, it affects two families, two sets of friends, and especially any children (or grandchildren) involved. It's the ugly elephant that stinks and sits in the room and won't leave. On Facebook, I've noticed several people slowly stop mentioning their spouse, take down their married "status," eventually change it to "single," and randomly post cryptic, emotional, I-will-get-through-this status updates and it crushes me. Then comes the name change. Sad. Sometimes these are couples that have been married for a very long time and opened a Facebook because their adult children asked them to and other times (probably more often) these are NEWLY married couples that decided after only a few years to give up.

My mom told me and my husband before we got married to STICK IT OUT! (Yes, all capitals and an exclamation point. It was a letter. We still write those sometimes.) Because marriage is hard, challenging, exhausting, and compromising but so is LIFE. And who wants to face the world alone? I am extremely lucky to have met the man, husband, friend, father, and partner I have. He is more than I deserve. But I'll admit there are times I want to ring his neck. Other times (most of the time) I want to tackle him with love as soon as he walks through the door just because I am so happy he came home to me, to his children, to us, to the home we are creating together. That alone makes me happy enough every day to promise him that I will stick it out, I will fight for us.

I'm not naïve in saying we're facing or have faced the hardest times in our life already. No, we've only been married four and a half years. I know life is going to get harder. And we may or may not be ready to face some of the struggles that lie ahead, but we are going to put work in our marriage and trust in God and come out on the other end alive. We are going to stay married.

We were at a wedding a few nights ago and were able to participate in the married people dance. Having been married less than five years we were off the dance floor by the first chorus but there were three couples remaining at the end that have been married 39 years. I turned to my husband and whispered, "I can't wait to be them." The wisdom we will have about being married after staying married for that long blows my mind.

I've been recently been following the blog "#Stay Married" and I have laughed, cried, and even cringed (it's called me out a few times) while reading it. It's a blog about not just staying married, but staying hopeful, being honest about marriage, and reminding us to always, always, always have God present in the marriage. It is funny and witty and sweet and intelligent. I'm thankful I found it. I didn't think we (as a happily married couple) were in need of it but I've already implemented several things I've learned while reading. I hope you all enjoy it and can find it useful too. And may I just encourage you all to stay married!

And by the way, I found the blog through Facebook. :)