These are my boys. Logan: made me a mom. He was the baby I truly didn’t think I would ever have. He is the little piece of Stephen I get to keep. Jonathan: showed me that I can love again. Is probably the most understanding person I’ve ever met. Has stepped up to be the
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The Best Day of My Life
Six years ago was the happiest day of my life. I was marrying Stephen Clay Long. He picked me. Wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. It was a dream come true. Stephen planned almost every second of your wedding. If you knew him that fact wouldn’t surprise you. He liked to
A Difference Two Years Can Make
Two years has seen a big change in my life. On this day two years ago I woke up at my moms house because I had taken her home the night before. I got home to find out my world had crashed down. I’ve been thinking about starting a blog for a while. It’s no
Me and my (no longer a) baby
Two Months
This little one is the reason I got through today. We played and had all the cuddles. I don’t know what I would have done without him. He did get to see me cry today. Two months is a long time to not have talked to your husband. In not very long it will be
School, for us both
Logan loves school. When we put him in we thought he would only be there a month. He had become so active that I wasn’t able to study. So we made a deal. I study. Cram for a month and sign up to take my state exams. Now I can’t focus on school. I’m taking
This picture is from two years ago. Because I don’t want to take a picture of me right now. Today is one of the bad days. I do my best to hold it together. I smile and I have a task list. Today isn’t going to be that day. Today I asked my mom to
Co-sleeping
Daddy’s Little Boo fell asleep on mommy tonight. And I’ll be letting him sleep with me tonight. I need the cuddles. I had some alone time today so I let myself cry. And after picking Logan up from school we played in the pool daddy got him. Logan has so much fun. And I cried
Not going to lie. I am not looking forward to this weekend. I’ve never had a dad to celebrate Father’s Day with. This year should have been my husbands first Father’s Day. And he never got to celebrate it. And I don’t know if that will ever not make me sad. I’ve told myself that
Missing you
I miss you so much babes. Getting up in the middle of the night to pump is hands down the worst part of most days. To the point where some nights I don’t even bother. And has negatively effected my milk. So I’m trying to make myself when I don’t want to. I should be