Dear Mrs.

So...it's been awhile since I've written.  Almost two years to be exact.  A lot has happened.  I'm now married to the literal man of my dreams, Luke.  You know those lists you make when you day dream as an adolescent about what you want your future husband to be like?  Well, he has everything.  The next big thing is I'm a mom.  Yep, Oliver came in at a whopping 9 lbs 4 oz, 22 in. long.  I was overwhelmed with emotions, already crying, I began to bawl when they told me his size.

I have never been happier.  Yes, I've given up the school route for a little while although so relatively close to graduating, but I wouldn't want it any other way.  See, I've waited to be in this position my entire life.  I've planned and thought through how everything would be once I was able to be a wife and mother.  Many things don't happen like I thought they would, but more often than not they actually do.  I love my husband.  He works harder than most men think is possible, working 25 hours a week, going to school full time as a nurse, and still have the time and energy to please his VERY demanding wife and son.

Oliver is my life now and he makes sure I don't forget it.  I truly know what the scriptures mean when the Lord refers to his children and how He could no easily forget us than a mother could forget her suckling child.  I truly need Oliver in my life now and cannot imagine it without him.

Well, that's probably the basics.  I thought I'd try to give this blog thing another shot.  Even if no one is reading, I'm sure it's therapeutic.

Dear Pet named Peeve

I will start with my least favorite things about you:
-your noisy eating
-your gum chomping
-your ice chewing
-your feet sliding
-your flips flopping
-your loud talking
-your name calling
-your question asking
-your pants brushing
-your heavy breathing
-your no sleeping
-your cluttered living
-your dirty cleaning
-your lack of understanding
-your know-it-all-ing
-your healthy eating
-your T Aing
-your fake laughing

Dear Bianka Rose

Yesterday.....well yesterday our underwear was on backwards.

Today....well today I'd be drunk if I drank alcohol.

Tomorrow...well tomorrow TA=        .  (Ask me in person).