New Years Eve....

It's amazing that it's December 31, 2010 already. My, my has this year flown by. When one tells you to cherish every moment with your child, they mean it, because they grow...and they grow fast. Seems as only yesterday that we FINALLY got Gabriel to love his swing, and we could put him in there and actually get things done around the house. This past week he hit a whopping 25 pounds and down the swing went at only 7 1/2 months old. Seems as only yesterday that I could cuddle my little boy every night after work with a blanket and a bottle and he would snuggle his face into my chest and fall asleep, now he hates it 3/4 of the time. He's Mr. Independent, hold my own bottle, and put myself to sleep, little man. But when he does want his mommy to snuggle him in, boy oh boy, do I cherish it. So here is a photo cap of this year.....

January

February

March

April

May (mom's camera was a month off)

June

July

August

September

October

November

December

In one instant a baby born will change your life for the better, its whether you want to step up to the plate and accept it. Happy New Years Eve all, be safe and enjoy.

Thoughts....

So here I sit, almost 8 months after giving birth to Gabriel, wondering why God gave me such an amazing beautiful son. He is my life, my world, my everything, and there isn't one thing that I wouldn't do for him. God does things for a reason, he gave me Gabriel and I'll never know why. But what I do know, is how truly blessed I am. Being a mother is a gift. An amazing one at that. I feel so lucky to be able to raise this little boy. I think I've done a good job so far, with Josh's help of course.There is not one second of the day, that he doesn't run through my mind. And when he's asleep in his crib so soundly at night, it amazes me as I watch him, how this tiny little boy has captured my heart.

I ponder the future quite a lot as well. I ponder what he'll be like when he's 1 or 2, or what he'll want to do or be after graduating high school. I hope he realizes that I love him unconditionally, and that I will try my hardest to give him everything he hopes for. I hope that he still wants kisses from me when he's 8 or 9, and that he comes to me when he's having trouble at school. I hope he comes to me with his first broken heart, and I hope I'll know what to do to make him feel better. And I hope that he leads an amazing life and does what he's fully capable of doing, whether it be a doctor or a mechanic. And I hope when he does decide, that he knows how proud I will be of him.

 It's amazing how this past year has flown by. From just finding out we're having a little boy to being put on bedrest and unsure of the outcome of my pregnancy to having a healthy baby boy and all being well in our world again. Our "big" newborn wasn't so big when we look back at his pictures. We got excited over the littlest things, Gabe FINALLY liking his swing, holding his head up at only 1 1/2 weeks old, and rolling over at just 2 months old. He's now a gabbing (well, baby talk), moving, jumping, crazy little 7 1/2 month old, and now I wish time would slow down. It seems as if yesterday I had pushed him out of my womb into this world, and yet he's already a laughing, smiley, little boy. Where has the time gone?

As the New Year approaches, in a meek 3 days, I get excited for what's to come. The challenges we will face, the joy's we will have, and a mere 4 1/2 months until Gabriel turns 1.