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Well it’s that time of year again folks…

The time of year when the leaves have turned, the weather is cooler, the boots are back in style & pumpkin spice lattes are everywhere! But of course, those are all wonderful things but not my favorite part of the fall. My favorite holiday is coming up… HALLOWEEN. What is not to love about Halloween? The amazing scary movie marathons, the terrifying decorations and of course dressing up as your favorite serial killer.

Halloween has always been my favorite holiday and favorite time of year. That’s probably because my mom loved it so much and so the same joy for it runs through me. I have loved scary movies since the beginning of time. I was probably watching them at an age I shouldn’t have but I’ve always been mature about it.

May favorite scary movie is the original 1978 Halloween. What’s not to love about it? An insanely scary killer who doesn’t talk walking around killing people?! The debut of Jamie Lee Curtis, the debut of that iconic William Shatner mask they spray painted white and got rid of the eyes. It spawned several sequels that were never as good as the original but I love them all.

Of course I loved Friday the 13th and Child’s Play…the really were the original baddies. I can’t even tell you how many scary movie marathons I’ve watched on SyFy just to enjoy horror movies even if they were crappy B-rated horror flicks.

The one scary movie that has affected me was the movie IT. I have hated clowns ever since. I can’t even walk past a drain without thinking some terrifying killer clown is going to kill me! I was also about 5 years old when I watched that movie. I think IT terrifies a lot of people. I strongly hate clowns because of that movie and yet in all it’s scariness I would watch it again.

I love the gore, the craziness that is horror films. Every time a big breasted bimbo runs upstairs instead of out of the house to a working car I just want to smack her…but would any of us truly like scary movies if the stars did what we wanted them too? We live for rooting at the main character to mess up just so we can yell at the screen.

We want to see the violence, gore and sex that ensues the scary movies.

I could watch scary movies everyday but at least this time of year… it makes sense too. 🙂

I remember when Hunter was just born. He was a small little peanut at 4 lbs 11 oz. I remember thinking “What? He’s only 4 lbs!” I was shocked and worried for my little baby. What was even scarier was that his blood sugar was alarmingly low and he was sent to the NICU the first night he was born. Imagine having a C-section, barely able to move the night you just had him and the nurse telling you they are transferring him to the NICU. Pretty scary. Every parent’s worst nightmare. Another thing that is horrific about this is that your baby is not in the same room with you and you can’t just hold him or see him whenever you want. Craig had to wheel me down to the NICU for me to see my son on a daily basis and at that point in time it was hard as hell to get around or even  move. Seeing your baby so little with tubes all over him and in his nose is the saddest thing I’ve ever seen. I’m beyond fortunate that he was only there for 6 days and we were able to take him home.

At first Craig and I had no idea what the hell we were doing! We kept thinking, WHAT DO WE DO? OKAY WE CAN’T DROP HIM? IS HE OKAY? IS HE GETTING ENOUGH TO EAT?? When we brought him home we had to feed him every 4 hours. NO MATTER WHAT. Even if it was the middle of the night and Hunter was fast asleep. We had to get up and feed him because he was so little. We also had more doctor appointments early on. We had to keep taking him in to weigh him and see how things were going. We had to have him on a high calorie formula. It was quite exhausting. We as parents are always worried about our kids – it sucks having one more thing to worry about because of their size.

I had Hunter in February and I couldn’t drive the first two weeks. I completely believe for any new mother who has a baby in winter — it’s totally possible to feel like you are going insane being stuck in your own house. I didn’t go very many places the month of February. It was too bitterly cold and I had a small baby who I didn’t want out in the cold weather. I was easily depressed for awhile and began to get cabin fever.  I couldn’t wait until Craig would get home from work just so I could go to the grocery store for us. Just to get out of the house for an hour was a blessing! It really is the small things.

Of course, the days kept going by and I went back to work and the weather got nicer. I was able to take Hunter out on walks and out and about. Hunter also kept growing and growing. We eventually stopped feeding him every 4 hours because we no longer needed too. It was amazing how far he came!

Fast forward to today… he is on the verge of 9 months old and he can crawl, sit up and pull himself up to a standing position. He now have to watch him like a Hawk! He’s already knocked over a DVD case and fell a few times because he enjoys getting to a standing position. I’ve probably gasped a least 100 times today. I only have one child and it’s exhausting. I can’t imagine my mommy friends out there who have multiple kids. I don’t know how you do it! Let alone single parents!

Hunter is so full of life and growing like a weed. He is about 16 lbs and very long. He has come such a long way from the beginning days of his life! He no longer just sleeps all day. He wants to play most of the time, is eating baby food and has quite the personality. I know it’s only going to get more exhausting from here.  I remember months ago thinking I would have all the time in the world before he became mobile. My how time flies so quickly. We are on the verge of his 1st birthday. Nothing goes slow anymore.

There is nothing more rewarding than having kids. I didn’t understand this when I didn’t have Hunter. Yes it’s extremely exhausting being a parent and you can’t just do what you used to do anymore but everyday when I wake up to Hunter and he smiles and he loves being with his mommy and daddy, it’s the most special feeling I can’t describe in words. I cherish everyday with him because before you know it he will be graduating from High School and you will look back and wonder where time went. I just want to freeze Hunter at this age sometimes.

Enjoy the little things before they pass you by and always cherish what you have!

Until next time my friends!!!

When did everything all change? I remember being 20 years old living by myself in a one bedroom apartment. Now, I’m 29, engaged and a first time mom of an eight month old. I remember thinking life was fast back then. My days were so carefree. I could sleep in as late as I wanted and even stay in bed all day if that’s what I decided. I didn’t have a significant other I had to think about or worry about. Whatever I wanted for dinner would be what I wanted. I could be as lazy or not lazy as I felt on any given day.

Then something changed. I got older, grew up a little and met ‘the one’. It’s so funny because my love story started out as most do. I wasn’t looking for love & found it where I least expected it. My heart filled with butterflies and I wanted to spend every waking day with him. We didn’t argue – yet. Love was going out on the town, going on dates and endless dinners. Carefree and endless. At this stage of any relationship you just can’t get enough of each other. Then of course, I moved in with him, we got engaged and we had a baby. We’re going on 4 years together and it’s amazing how different it is now than it used to be.

No matter what you think will change in your life or what you think was once important… everything changes when you have a baby. My fiance and I no longer can just go on endless dates or out on the town. We have a little guy to take care of. He’s become the main focus. Making sure he’s fed, changed, etc. Our relationship is much more mature now. I would rather spend my evenings chilling at home with my son and fiance than going out all over town. Last night we were playing with our son, he was laughing and smiling. This feeling was better than any feeling I’d had in my single adult life.

No, I can’t just sleep in till whenever I want. I also cannot just “go” like I used too. I have someone I love more than I thought I could ever love someone. Do I get as much sleep as I want? Of course not. Am I more forgetful? YES. But I love life. I’m embarking on a new chapter in my life. I would much rather be older with a family with a steady career than 20 and unsure of what would come.

Did I ever think of myself as mom material before I had my son? NO. Now the thought of life without my son — I can’t even imagine such a place. I’m also more comfortable in my relationship with my fiance. When you start dating someone, you constantly worry about your appearance and if they’ll leave you. It’s amazing to see how a relationship grows. They say the older you get, the smarter you get. Sometimes I don’t always know if that’s true.

The most rewarding part of my day is when I come home to my son and soon to be husband. It’s amazing how much I have changed as a person by becoming a mother.

In the words of Ferris Bueller:

“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop to look around once in a while, you could miss it.”

So my advice from my first blog post would be to enjoy life, don’t take yourself too seriously, embrace what the future holds and what changes come. Don’t fret about getting older & take life one day at a time.

Until next time!