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There is something wonderful about getting new thread. It's like Christmas morning for me. 

This is the love of my life <3

Merry Maids

So I was not feeling good this morning, and after a very crazy car ride by my Husband, I run into the house to throw up. About an hour later, I threw up again. I feel better, but Olive feels worse. She just spewed her guts out all over my bed. I am talking perjectile puking ladies! All over my freshly cleaned comforter. Yes, so I guess it needs to be  cleaned again... I wish I had a maid. 


Fevers and vomiting is not my idea of a fun time, but Olive and I will take what we can get.

Tylenol

Olive is sick (Meaning she does not look like this) Olive has been sick for about a week (That means I haven't gotten much sleep). I feel so horrible for my baby. When Olive is sick she gets clingy and too much clingy makes Mom anti-clingy. Don't get me wrong I love to cuddle with my little booger butt but when she is attached to my leg all day and won't play on her own and just wants to lay in bed with me all day, it gets old FAST. Everything is a mess and my patience is being tested every second. Since she got sick a week ago she has refused to sleep in her crib (even for a nap), she won't even sleep in my bed with me next to her. No... she wants me to hum her to sleep while she is on my chest as I lay in bed. Thats right ladies and gentlemen, we are back to the infant days all of the sudden. I have even tried putting her to sleep on my chest and then rolling her over on to the bed, by no luck. She wakes up and screams while trying to feel her way to me in a sleepy haze. I don't know what to do. I am at a loss. So for now I will go along with the little princess and I will let everything become a bigger mess. Because my baby is in pain, and the painful cry I CAN NOT stand. It rips into my heart faster than anything. 

It's funny to think that when Olive was 3 months old I yearned for her to need me like she does now, to cry when others held her, to reach out to me in desperate attempt to be in my arms. And look at how things have changed. 

So lets all say prayers for Olive so she can once again look like this.

There's no love like his

I want to take a moment and express my gratefulness for this man.

I am grateful for his freckles 

for his smile

for his triangle go-t :)

for his bear hugs

for his deep voice

for is warm brown eyes

for his perfect nose

for his bushy eye brows

for his strong arms

for his gorgeous long eyelashes

for his nearsightedness 

for his tree trunk strong legs

for his work ethic

For his olive skin

for his kind heart

for his kid mentality

for his creative mind

for his carpenter hands

for his rough hands

for his gentle touch

for his infectious laugh

But most of all I am grateful for the love he has for me and my daughter. 

Mr.Saenz I love you more than you will ever know.