The Ramblings of a Sleep Deprived Woman

This all came to be because two people fell in love. A boy and a girl met at church, dated for a year, got married, moved to Utah and began a life together. I look back at the beginning of our relationship and I think how strange it is that at one point in my life I didn't know my husband. I remember getting butterflies every time I caught him looking my direction (which was a lot, I might add) and wondered what that must mean. Then he and I became a "we" and before we knew it we were having a baby together. It really was that fast. I no longer get butterflies when he looks at me. Instead, I look at him and I see my home.

His name is Garrett and he's the love of my life. His every wish is my command. Every coo, smile, movement and gaze have the ability to stop me in my tracks and just for that one moment, time moves slowly. That's what motherhood has been so far - a wonderful dream that makes me forget other people exist. I've wanted to be a mother my entire life; I will be forever grateful for Garrett Dean because he was the one who made it happen.

8 lbs. and 8 oz. of perfection. This was minutes after he was born. Little did I know how much I would come to rely on him for my happiness.

Disclaimer: this is attempt number 2 at blogging. Despite the title of my new blog, I will be blogging about our life in general. However, you should know that 99.9% of the blog posts will consist of stories, anecdotes, etc. about motherhood and my baby. This meme my sister sent me perfectly explains why that is:

So stay tuned for more posts - I'll try to post at more reasonable hours so my posts can be coherent.