Our little monkey

Over a week ago Liam fell out of the buggy at Lowe's onto the concrete floor. It happened in a matter of seconds. I leaned over to get the diaper bag and stood up just in time to see him flipping out of the buggy. I grabbed him immediately and checked everywhere to make sure he was OK. He cried for a few minutes, but once I got him outside and sat him on a riding lawnmower he was fine.
Then last Monday I felt a strange squishy spot on his head. I took him to the doctor and was told that it was a large hematoma that had developed from the fall. We were then sent to the hospital for some x-rays and found out that Liam has a skull fracture.
Friday we went for a CT Scan to see if anything else had happened. Thankfully, the doctor called Friday night to tell us that there is no internal bleeding. He just has a skull fracture.
It feels very strange to say that our 1 year old "just has a skull fracture". But I am thankful that that is all that it is. The doctor says that it should heal itself and we will have more x-rays done in 4-6 weeks to make sure it is healing properly.
Needless to say it was a fairly stressful week. It is always so scary to think about something happening to your children. And you realize how little control you have over all of it. Our only peace came from just knowing that the Lord was in complete control and that He would take care of us...and Liam.
Now we've just got to keep Liam from having any more big falls...which feels a little impossible with a 1 year old that has just learned to walk. He falls at least 20 times a day. So, once again, we are trusting that the Lord will take care of Liam and everything will heal exactly the way it is supposed to....and hopefully Liam will lose his desire to climb on everything in sight, as well.

Yummy!

Liam ate his first dirt last week. Scared me at first cause I thought he'd eaten poop. Didn't seem to bother him one bit!

Liam's first playdate!

One of our good friends came down last week with her daughter Mary Kate. She is about one week older than Liam. It was Liam's first official playdate. They had so much fun. It was so good to get to see them and hope we get to play again soon.

Happy 1st Birthday, Liam!

Liam turned 1 on Saturday!! Where has the last year gone? It has flown by. It feels like we say that all of the time, but I truly do mean it. I think it has gone by so much quicker with Liam that it did with Emma.
He is walking everywhere and climbing on everything. He thinks his big sister is the funniest person in the world. I love watching them play and giggle together. He brings us so much joy every single day.
Sometimes I wish I could just freeze time. They are both at such precious ages. I hope we can treasure each moment and life doesn't just pass us by...I saw a saying recently that I loved "There are lives I can imagine without children but none of them have the same laughter and noise". Sometimes I wish my kids were quieter or that I had more "me" time, but I wouldn't trade my life for anything in the world. I am so blessed!! And so thankful for our little Liam. "happy birthday buddy"..as emma would say.

Spring Break!!

Spring Break has sure changed a lot. All of our high school friends just got back from Panama City Beach. That's where I spent Spring Break from 5th-12th grade. If you've ever been to PCB, you know what it's like down there...and i'm very thankful that i came back every year in one piece (and very glad all of our high school friends made it home safe, as well).
Well, life has changed a lot since high school and so has spring break..and i can honestly say that i am so thankful for that. we just got home from an extremely fun trip to the lake. emma had so much fun playing in the sand and water...and liam loved eating sticks and dirt. and it was so nice to just relax and be together. there's just something about getting out of town and spending time together as a family with no agenda, no TV, no cell phones, nowhere to go and nothing to do. I'm thankful we were able to do that...and i'm mostly thankful that there is an amazing Lord who has so changed my life from those spring breaks in high school.

Here comes Peter Cottontail...

Every year some of our good friends have an Easter Egg hunt. It's always so much fun to get together and see everyone's kids...and of course racing around trying to find Easter Eggs.
I think this was the first year that Emma really understood what was going on. And she was definitely part of the hunt..although after she gets a few eggs all she wants to do is stop and eat the candy. But that's still better than the first year when she would just steal eggs from other kids' baskets.
Liam just enjoyed watching big sister and all of the other kids...and crawling everywhere.
I wish I had a picture from every year to see how much all of these kids have grown.
It was a great day! Can't wait til next year.

I finished!!

So, I finished my first half-marathon. I started running in January. Mostly it was to get rid of lingering baby weight. I've never been a runner, and I actually have never enjoyed it at all. But I decided that I needed to set a "goal" and picked the Marine Corps Marathon in DC. I had no intentions of running a half-marathon this early in my running, but one of my good friends called and asked me to run with her...after much debating I gave in.
Before Saturday I had never run more than 5 or 6 miles, so I was a little nervous. As I hit each mile I felt more and more excited because it wasn't nearly as hard as I thought it was going to be. Granted by mile 12 I was beginning to hurt and it took a lot of mental energy to tell my body to keep moving to make it to the finish. But after passing mile 13 I was able to sprint to the finish.
I finished in 2 1/2 hours, which I was pretty darn proud of...granted I got passed twice by two Kenyans who finished the full marathon in less time than it took me to run the half..and they made it look so easy.
It was crazy how good it felt to cross that finish line. I felt so accomplished and proud! And I felt great...mostly because the pain didn't set in for an hour or two. I did have an hour on the couch where I thought I might not ever move again, but I recovered.
Now I'm just nursing these crazy blisters that appeared in between all of my toes...brad says my toes are too close together. Not quite sure what that means? And I'm trying to motivate myself to get up and start training for the marathon in October. Even after running the half I cannot imagine running a full marathon. I'm so glad I have 7 months to get ready!