Morgan doesn't yet know how fortunate she is but that's something we get to teach her.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Patriotic Morgan!
I'm glad I was able to take some time today to realize what sacrifices have been made in order for us to live such amazing lives!
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Family Pics!
Wow! This is my 100th blog!
We took the below pictures the day before Mother's Day. I just forgot to post them.
I absolutely love this one of Daniel and Morgan!
We took the below pictures the day before Mother's Day. I just forgot to post them.
I absolutely love this one of Daniel and Morgan!
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Still My Favorite Room In The House!
I love spending time in Morgan's room! I’m noticing as she gets older her room is starting to change a bit so I decided I better hurry up and take pictures before it’s too late.
I’ve never told anyone this, but the letters that spell out Morgan above her crib remind me of something more than just her name. The night before I was scheduled to induce, my parents, sister, Chase, Daniel and I stayed up really late hanging out in the nursery. The last thing I had to do for her nursery was hang those letters so the whole family pitched in to help. Somehow, my mom, dad, sister, Chase, Daniel, Maggie, and my pregnant self crowded in there and finished the task. I remember the mood of the room was filled with excitement, nervousness and just anticipation of what was to come. I remember feeling nervous because we were already cutting into the allotted 8 hours of sleep I was hoping to give myself and I remember Daniel getting on to me because he wanted me to go to bed to get rest. I thought this was extra cute because Daniel NEVER worries about me in that way. I don’t know why that night is so vivid for me but I remember us all laughing and joking and just genuinely enjoying ourselves.
After Morgan was born and airlifted to San Francisco, and I was finally released from the hospital, my mom rushed me home to grab a couple of things before we drove to San Francisco. I was a ball of nerves and couldn’t wait to meet and see Morgan for the first time. Before we left for San Francisco, I remember walking into her nursery and seeing those letters and thinking back to the night before and how if we had in fact lost her than looking at those letters and remembering the excitement of the night before would be too much to bear. Now, when I look at those letters I remember that special night and how happy I am to have Morgan in our lives.
Everything in Morgan's room has a special meaning.
The below chair was mine when I was Morgan's age.
The view from Morgan's room...
The baby shower was outside on Dusty's lawn overlooking the mountains. She had these little rose balls hanging from the trees. They were so beautiful!
Every giraffe in her room has special meaning. Ninety-five percent of them were purchased by Daniel for me during our many visits to the zoo while we were dating.
An ultrasound picture of her...
More silly giraffes...
I made a shadow box of some memorable items and hung it above her door.
I’ve never told anyone this, but the letters that spell out Morgan above her crib remind me of something more than just her name. The night before I was scheduled to induce, my parents, sister, Chase, Daniel and I stayed up really late hanging out in the nursery. The last thing I had to do for her nursery was hang those letters so the whole family pitched in to help. Somehow, my mom, dad, sister, Chase, Daniel, Maggie, and my pregnant self crowded in there and finished the task. I remember the mood of the room was filled with excitement, nervousness and just anticipation of what was to come. I remember feeling nervous because we were already cutting into the allotted 8 hours of sleep I was hoping to give myself and I remember Daniel getting on to me because he wanted me to go to bed to get rest. I thought this was extra cute because Daniel NEVER worries about me in that way. I don’t know why that night is so vivid for me but I remember us all laughing and joking and just genuinely enjoying ourselves.
After Morgan was born and airlifted to San Francisco, and I was finally released from the hospital, my mom rushed me home to grab a couple of things before we drove to San Francisco. I was a ball of nerves and couldn’t wait to meet and see Morgan for the first time. Before we left for San Francisco, I remember walking into her nursery and seeing those letters and thinking back to the night before and how if we had in fact lost her than looking at those letters and remembering the excitement of the night before would be too much to bear. Now, when I look at those letters I remember that special night and how happy I am to have Morgan in our lives.
Everything in Morgan's room has a special meaning.
The below chair was mine when I was Morgan's age.
The blocks on the below dresser were the center pieces for the tables at my baby shower. My dad and sister made these by hand and had them sitting on top of each table.
This picture frame is signed by everyone who attended Morgan's baby shower.
The view from Morgan's room...
The baby shower was outside on Dusty's lawn overlooking the mountains. She had these little rose balls hanging from the trees. They were so beautiful!
Every giraffe in her room has special meaning. Ninety-five percent of them were purchased by Daniel for me during our many visits to the zoo while we were dating.
An ultrasound picture of her...
More silly giraffes...
I was so proud of the changing station I set up. Most ideas I got having anything to do with babies came from other moms because neither Daniel nor I had a clue about children but I set this up all on my own. We still love this set up!
I made a shadow box of some memorable items and hung it above her door.
Although I'll be sad to see her nursery go, I am definitely excited about seeing her room transform into a little girl's room!
Monday, May 24, 2010
Letter to Morgan
I initially decided to not post the below letter because I know the whole idea is cheesy and maybe a little silly. But, the longer I do this blog, the more I realize that I not only post things for long distance family and friends but for Morgan to read someday. I print out the blogs and I’ve started a binder of all of them. I’m not sure if Morgan will read this binder when she first learns how to read or maybe well after I’ve left this earth but I think it’s a great caption of our history.
For some reason, I often think of how Morgan and my first real fight will play out. People tell me how difficult the teenage years are and when I hear that I always imagine us having our first real blow out. I’m definitely not looking forward to it. The other day I just felt the need to write the below letter and if I can manage to remember that it exists I’ll give it to her when the time is right.
Morgan, as I write this you are currently 17-months-old. I’m writing this as I listen to my IPod. A song is playing right now that makes me think of you and how our relationship might be in the future. I hope we’re close. I know no matter how close we are, we are going to have our differences. You’ll get so angry with me at times because you’ll think that I don’t understand what you’re going through and you’ll not understand why I’m making you do whatever it is that I’m enforcing at the time.
I’m writing this to let you know how much your dad and I love you. No matter what, we’ll always adore you and want the best for you. So far, during this quick 17 months, you’ve brought so much joy to your father and my lives. I can’t wait to see the person you become. Mostly I hope you’re a happy and good person. There’s no doubt that life can be difficult but we only have one life to live so we should live it to the best of our ability. Your father and I will try to make sure we offer you the world so please take it and do all that you can with it. Live life to the fullest and enjoy every minute because it goes by so fast.
All my love,
Mom
For some reason, I often think of how Morgan and my first real fight will play out. People tell me how difficult the teenage years are and when I hear that I always imagine us having our first real blow out. I’m definitely not looking forward to it. The other day I just felt the need to write the below letter and if I can manage to remember that it exists I’ll give it to her when the time is right.
Morgan, as I write this you are currently 17-months-old. I’m writing this as I listen to my IPod. A song is playing right now that makes me think of you and how our relationship might be in the future. I hope we’re close. I know no matter how close we are, we are going to have our differences. You’ll get so angry with me at times because you’ll think that I don’t understand what you’re going through and you’ll not understand why I’m making you do whatever it is that I’m enforcing at the time.
I’m writing this to let you know how much your dad and I love you. No matter what, we’ll always adore you and want the best for you. So far, during this quick 17 months, you’ve brought so much joy to your father and my lives. I can’t wait to see the person you become. Mostly I hope you’re a happy and good person. There’s no doubt that life can be difficult but we only have one life to live so we should live it to the best of our ability. Your father and I will try to make sure we offer you the world so please take it and do all that you can with it. Live life to the fullest and enjoy every minute because it goes by so fast.
All my love,
Mom
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Apparently I'm going for a record with 4 blogs in one night.
Remember this outfit from last 4th of July?
How is it even possible that it still fits? Is Daniel playing a trick on me?
How is it even possible that it still fits? Is Daniel playing a trick on me?
The Attack of Morgan
Arrgh!
Look what I can do!
Not only can I color with my bath crayons but I decided I could eat them too.
Look what I can do!
Not only can I color with my bath crayons but I decided I could eat them too.
Paint, Park Picnic, Kisses, Funny Faces & 1st Ice Cream
She paints...
Sunday picnic in the park...
Morgan, where are you going?
Dad and Morgan feed the geese.
And ducks.
And turtle.
Not blurry but not cute at all!
The many faces of Morgan.
First time trying ice cream.
She approved.
Sunday picnic in the park...
Morgan, where are you going?
Dad and Morgan feed the geese.
And ducks.
And turtle.
Kisses! A little blurry but really cute.
Not blurry but not cute at all!
The many faces of Morgan.
First time trying ice cream.
She approved.
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