two thousand eleven

Happy New Years!

Obviously you know by now

Our family of three is now a family of four.

Well, four and a half.

I always feel bad for not counting Moses.

Being a mother of two kids under two

is BANANAS.

and I am going to be honest...

I am struggling.

More on that later though.

I just wanted to share our New Years with you.

Ginger spent the night with my parents,

so it was Casey, me and Ollie.

Our friends Michele and Cade had their annual New Years Party

and it was fabulous.

[Michele and me]

Oliver was pretty mellow when we got there,

then about an hour later he started to get fussy...

After a few attempts of trying to calm him

Casey thought it best to take him upstairs

thinking, perhaps he was over stimulated.

So up we went and shut ourselves in the bedroom

and tried to comfort Ollie.

After some troubleshooting, we figured out that he was constipated.

So we undressed him and Casey

went to work trying to help Oliver deliver a poo.

This includes pushing his legs and massaging his bum.

And that's when we heard the celebration from downstairs.

"Happy New Year!"

they yelled.

I looked at the clock, yep- it was 12:00

Officially 2011 and there we were

two tired parents

ringing in the new year with shit.

So we laughed.

and kissed.

And acknowledged the obvious;

We werent 23 year old care free kids anymore.

Life is so very different now.

and I wont lie

Thats a difficult thing to accept sometimes.

Especially when all you want to do is be selfish and

not carry the burden and responsibility that every

decision you make

affects your spouse and kids.

But.

As I sat there with my husband

and my newborn

and his crap filled diaper...

It all felt so right.

And I couldnt think of anywhere else I'd rather be.

Happy New Year!

I title this one, "A wistful Casey".

no,

"A wistful Casey with a touch of gay"

I a have a special "casey voice" I like to use and

make up captions for this photo.

And Omg you guys- its so funny.

Im like so freaking funny.

PDA between couples

married over two years

makes me feel so happy.

But they have to be married that long at least,

otherwise, its so gross and obnoxious.

FYI, these two are four years (I think).

Ahhh fun times...

We laughed so hard.

Like omg, so hard, I almost ate the camera.

Adventures in Oliverland coming soon.