Introducing...

Introducing....

Miles Lucas Kidd... I'm kidding, the boy is already 6 months old. And if you have social media at all you would know that I have done my part at being an overly proud, crazy in love momma who is unashamed of keeping the general public well informed of his napping, sleeping, nursing, eating, and all around cuteness shenanigans. I guess you could say that I am introducing that sweet boy of mine to this blog. It's been way too long since I posted and I really want to use this blog as a bit of a journal for our family of now 3. If not for you, then at least for me!

You must let me start by being super cheesy about how much we love our son. What a blessing from our Father above. Gavin and I plan to love this boy relentlessly and we've been busy doing just that everyday since we found out he was coming. There is nothing more precious in this world than that baby. Funny side note, "that baby" is often what Gavin calls him! Ha! There are not enough words to describe the joy that he has brought to my heart and the new purpose that God has placed on my life through that baby. And how much more my heart has grown to love my Heavenly Father. It is truly a crazy love! Miles reminds me daily of His love for me and I have no choice but to rejoice in this truth! Wow! That my futile attempt at describing the blessing of motherhood, now on to the other stuff!

It's been a very busy 7 months. We had a baby (obvi), we celebrated his first Thanksgiving, Christmas, Valentine's day, Easter, both grandmother's birthdays, and attended 3 weddings. Other notable adventures include a flight to Miles' place of conception (Las Vegas) to go on a proper "first hike," Kidd style of course! There has been a lot of back and forth travel from Atlanta to Birmingham to Lake Martin to make sure that Miles is properly adored by any and all family members. I plan to back post these adventures, but I want to include pictures with my posts. And y'all, I have soooooo many pictures. Like no less than 4,632 4,635. My computer and my iPhone have been screaming at me about my memory use, "no more space available to take yet another picture of your baby doing the exact same thing that you took a picture of him doing 30 seconds ago," or something like that.... Sheesh, someone buy me more space already!!! Make that 4,638 pictures. I.can't.stop. 

My days have been filled with exhaustion, nursing while surfing social media with my available hand,  laundry, microwaved sweet potatoes and scrambled eggs, baby giggles, baby smiles, baby screams, reading, diaper changing, walks in the stroller, more nursing while surfing more social media with my available hand, and more laundry. I feel like the rest of the world has gone on without me (and I'm okay with that) while I've been figuring out this whole mom thing. I also feel like I know way too much about other people's lives- I've considered a hiatus from fb and Instagram but feel torn due to the fact that I so hugely enjoy sharing my baby's cuteness with the world.  I've read parenting books about scheduling (in the middle of my short nights). The word schedule has driven me completely insane some weeks. It feels like what this woman says. I am happy to report that little man has started to figure it all out, with a little help from those books. He naps and goes to sleep right at 8 pm. This is huge! HUGE! We used to go to bed at midnight- it was terrible. But, we've graduated to having a "schedule" and the pride that it brings me is so great. It's the days where my scheduling goes perfectly, and all the dishes and laundry are clean and put away, I've worked out for all of about 10 minutes, I took a shower without a baby audience, I've made time for mascara, and I've eaten small meals of only organic foods that I announce with absolute certainty that I will need no less than 5 more babies. And I really mean it. And Gavin hates me, pleads with me, bargains with me. And then my scheduling doesn't go so well, I overspend at the grocery store, and I feel too fat in my fat pants. I start to think that maybe a minimum of 6 babies is really pushing the budget, my sanity, and my all important yet still too expanded waist-line. Lord, I give you full control and I will continue to pray for any future children you choose to bless us with (and maybe multiples while I have your attention). Kidding, I think?

Also noteworthy is how becoming a new parents means that I have now joined the "never say never" club with distinguished honors. I have been working on a whole post on the many ways that I do things  that I formerly said "Oh, I'll never do that" with judgement in my voice. What a stupid, misguided, childless girl I was. Now I never say never, but more on that another day.  

I hope to use this blog as a way to document Miles growing while everything is changing so quickly. I have been keep updates on a document on my laptop, but what kind of proud momma would I be if I didn't share his cuteness? Like I said, we are madly in love with our blessing from above. Hope you enjoy!

Blessings.