thoughts on a friday

first of all i miss everyone so SO much.
i have been busy which has left me with little to no blogging time. *sad face* i have so much to say and literally no time to say it.

some thoughts

when my boys were tiny men (bubba was 2 and mitche was 2 months) my husband worked at night, and because i am a big time sissy la-la i made my boys sleep in my bed with me.  i do believe in the family bed, co-sleeping,  sleep sharing or whatever it is being called these days, but i didn't originally set out to raise my boys that way. i was purely a victim of circumstance and it turned out that i loved it.

i did have my tiny mans crib next to my bed but every time i laid that little monkey in it he would cry. not just a tiny whimper but full on wails.  i guess you could say he was spoiled. but lets be real who doesn't want to cuddle their baby 24/7?

this is sort of off topic but i am going to tell you anyway.
there was a king in france (i forgot his name) in the 1500's and he decided to do a study on babies to see if they would come up with their own ways of communication with out having interaction with people to learn from. only each other. so the king took over 30 babies from their families and put them all together in a nursery in his palace. he had nurses feed them, bathe them and change them, however while giving the babies "everything they needed" the nurses were not allowed to talk to them or cuddle them. Guess what happened. all the babies died.

i read this article in a child development class and it hit me hard. i was heart broken for those babies. moral of the story: babies need to be loved on, talked sweetly to, touched, and cuddled. with every soft touch and sweet word spoken their little brains start making connections. without said connections they do not thrive.
so really...

via

this week my husband was away over night for business, and like i said i am a sissy la-la. so i asked my not so little munchkins if they wanted to sleep in my bed. as i was lying there with them it threw me back in time. i laid awake in reverie for most of the night cuddling them and playing with their hair. (they have really great hair it's so thick and wavy yet *silky smooth). which is something they don't let me do while they are awake anymore. 'cause you know i am going to mess it up, and well you know they have to impress the ladies. hee-hee

another off topic story. my oldest would not nurse we tried and tried for weeks . he would scream each time we'd try and i would cry because i felt rejected. after a month i brokenheartedly quit. i felt like such a failure. he  just loved that bottle.
when it was time to feed him i would hold his bottle with one hand stroke his head with the other. talent i know. when he was right around a year old he didn't want me to stroke his head anymore. he wanted to do it himself. it was so cute. to this day if he's lying on the couch or in his bed and he's tired up goes his hand and he strokes the top of his head. i melt. his independence from such a young age has always amazed me.
my second born is very dependent on me still. which also amazes me he's 10.

i am so proud of the young men they are turning into. they are loving and kind and make an effort to spend time with God everyday.

i am amazed out how fast children really do grow up. when i was growing up it seemed like it took forever and my mom would always say "my kells is growing so fast" i would roll my eyes.
but now that i am in it she was so right. kells grew up so fast (cause no way i am already 31) and kells' boys are growing so fast too.

Thank.God.Its.Friday

happy weekend friends

*conditioner is better it makes your hair silky and smooth... name that movie.  it's one of my favorites.