11 Months

Today officially makes Joshua 11 months old. I keep trying to process this past year and remember everything I could. If it's quiet enough I can bring myself back to the first week we were home. Hectic, dramatic, stressful, sleepless, confusing, happy..I never thought one week could be described in so many words. It definitely could have been better though.
There was a lot of drama with his father. We weren't getting along, fighting constantly. I don't know what made things that way. I can't remember. All I know is the constant threats of having Joshua taken away from me because I have "mental disorders" and am "unfit" made it very hard for me to bond with my son.
I can remember the exact moment I looked at Joshua and automatically knew that he was mine forever. Mine to love. Mine to hold. Mine to console. Joshua is my baby. My child. My son. He was about a month old. I was holding him above my head, making funny faces at him. He, of course, was not very responsive because he had yet to smile or laugh or coo. (All things that when they happened the first time made me cry a little)
The drama had stopped, his father and I were getting along a little better. He had yet to see him since Joshua was about 2 days old, but we weren't fighting as much. I wasn't worrying about threats of Joshua being taken away from me. Things were settling down. We were in a better routine...which of course consisted of: nursing Joshua, finding little time to bathe or eat, nursing Joshua, watching Joshua sleep, nursing Joshua, attempting to sleep myself, nursing Joshua..typical new mommy things.

Anyways, the first month was kinda nutty. I was running on very little sleep and the main side effect of that was that I stuttered. I stuttered like a crazy person. I eventually convinced Joshua's father to come see him. He came about once a month for about 3 months. Then it trickled down to..never. Oh well.

And now Joshua is 11 months. His personality shines through with every little move he makes. Stubborn, funny, sweet, VERY determined, don't you DARE try to convince him that doing something other than trying to eat dog food, paper, or lady bugs is a good idea. He still doesn't sleep through the night..which makes me a little envious of the other moms with babies that are great sleepers. He is possibly (and I'm pretty sure definitely) the cutest baby ever. He still doesn't have a full head of hair, he still has the same fat pockets on his knees, and he crawls like Gollum from Lord of the Rings. But he is definitely the cutest, most adorable, sweetest baby ever. He's attempted to take a few steps by himself but crawling is still faster so I'm not expecting him to walk independently any time soon.

He's my favorite person. I can't wait till I can have conversations with him.

30 Day Blog Challenge-Day 3

Day 3-First Love

I really really really don't like this one. I don't know if I should post about the guy I dated in 10th grade or if I should post about Kent *whatshisname* from 1st grade.

I dated Kent until this girl with cancer stole him from me. That girl is still alive. No worries. I was kinda mad though. I remember that.

But the guy I dated in 10th grade was Adam. Oooh how proud I was to be dating a football player. We weren't together for very long..but it was a very fun relationship. He was really sweet and dorky and athletic...I love football players by the way.
I spent a lot of time at his dad's house (because his mom was scary) and we watched LSU and The Saints play every weekend. They were hardcore LSU fans and his dad would say every weekend "now THIS is the week we're turning you into a fan!"

Adam was great..about 90% of the time. Just like every other teenage boy.

I dumped him cause he cussed at me. Oh well.

30 Day Blog Challenge-Day 2

Day2-Meaning behind my blog name.

Mama Don't Dance.....
My sister did the header and she spells things weird.

I had been talking about blogging for months and one night I was joking around with my mom and sister about how much of a horrible dancer I am..and my mom started singing that "your mama don't dance and your papa don't rock n roll" song and that's basically where it came from..

I know..not very interesting. Oh well.
I got pizza to eat...and a baby to feed.
Nighty night.

30 Day Blog Challenge-Day 1

I definitely need to post more. End. Of. Story.
I just have ZERO time.

Day 1-Introduce, recent picture, 15 interesting facts
Day 2-Meaning behind your blog name
Day 3-Your first love
Day 4-Your parents
Day 5-Your siblings
Day 6-A picture of something that makes you happy
Day 7-Favorite movies
Day 8-A place you've traveled to
Day 9-A picture of your friends
Day 10-Something you're afraid of
Day 11-Favorite tv shows
Day 12-What you believe
Day 13-Goals
Day 14-A picture you love
Day 15-Bible verse
Day 16-Dream house
Day 17-Something you're looking forward to
Day 18-Something you regret
Day 19-Something you miss
Day 20-Nicknames
Day 21-Picture of yourself
Day 22-Favorite city.
Day 23-Favorite vacation
Day 24-Something you've learned
Day 25-Put your iPod on shuffle, first 10 songs
Day 26-Picture of your family
Day 27-Pets
Day 28-Something that stresses you out
Day 29-3 Wishes
Day 30-a picture
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I am Laura. Mmhmm. I'm from Louisiana. My sister has her own blog...here. But her blog is so much better because she actually has time to update it. I'm only a teenager-just a few months shy of being 20. I'm in college-yay. I'm majoring in sociology. I have the most annoying Spaniel mix named Annie. She's almost 4..I think. I rescued her from the pound a few months after my first dog died.

Yeah...I hate pictures so the most recent is March. I still look like this though.

1.That cute little guy sleeping on my chest is Joshua. He's 9 months old now ( only 2 months in the pic), and the best kid EVER. Hands down. Don't argue with me. He's great. I had him when I was only 18.
2. I could eat spaghetti all day every day. Seriously.
3. Most of the day I love being a single mom. Sometimes I'd much rather have a partner there so I could relax. My only alone time is in the shower.
4. I love writing papers for my english class. I mean..LOVE.
5. I'm so much better at texting on a full keyboard.
6. I delivered Joshua..naturally. No drugs at all.
7. I have a pretty high pain tolerance.
8. In fact, I'm gonna put my pain tolerance to a test and get a tattoo this saturday.
9. I'm not easily excited. It takes a lot for me to actually smile about stuff.
10. I'm extremely self conscious about my teeth...and my feet.
11. Gagging and vomit is nothing to me now. I used to freak out every time my sister threw up. Probably only because she would scream and run around while puking. I love you Em. :)
12.I make the best homemade ice cream. Ha.
13. I'm the most shy person ever. I have a lot of anxiety too. Too much.
14. My favorite game on Facebook is Frontierville. I LOVE it.
15. I am beast at Guitar Hero. Or at least I used to be.

Not A Morning Baby

Early Saturday morning me and Joshua woke up to go help GiGi out at school. I had to help load a bunch of programs on the computers in the computer lab. Joshua is not a morning baby. He usually sleeps until 9 (and still wants to sleep a little longer but his baby body won't let him) but we had to wake up at 7. He was a cranky little squirt until he finally got some breakfast in him and got to hang out with Grandpa while Mommy took a shower.
He got some very cute outfits and his first pair of Nike's from his Aunt Billie. He never wears shoes around the house so he had to figure out what the heck was on his feet.




Brushing his teeth

Finally dressed..blurry as usual.
At the school. Showing off his Nike's and playing in his stroller.

Pregnancy

I realized the other day that I never posted any belly pics on FB like everybody does. Mainly because the SpD threw a big ole hissy fit about it. I miss my belly. Not enough to get pregnant again though. Being sick for the entire 9 months pretty much ruins my dreams of being Michelle Duggar.

Ha. Ha. Ha. I kid. I kid.


Anyways...
Since SpD doesn't know how to get to this and him NOT knowing means I don't have to get random whiny, mean texts I will reminisce on my pregnancy and post belly pics.


19 weeks



21 weeks


26 weeks

30 weeks

35 weeks



Excuse the dirty mirror and the blurry pics. That mirror wouldn't stay clean and that camera wouldn't focus. Nahhh..I just suck at taking pictures.

Flashback Friday :)

This is Joshua minutes after he...fell out. He wasn't wasting any time. He's still an impatient little booger and scratches his head when he's stressed. This is also the moment when his Aunt in all of her sweetness said "He's got your ugly feet Laura!"
At least she loves us.

This water logged, blueish, distressed baby was 6 pounds 10 ounces and 19 1/2 inches long. Now he is 6 months old, 18 pounds 5 ounces and 26 1/2 inches long.