The newest family member.

Well the children have been bugging me for the past two years to get them a dog. I always told them no because I am a firm believer in actually being around for your dog. So we have always had cats because they don't need their humans nearly as much as dogs do (usually). Well now that I am home with the baby and no longer working Hubby and I decided to get the boys a puppy.

We looked at the shelters several times (always without the boys first) but no luck, we just couldn't find a dog we liked. Then I came across an ad for a lady who was giving away some puppies her dog had. The puppies weren't exactly the breeds we were looking for (we wanted a smaller dog) but we decided to go and take a look.

They were adorable and if I could have I'd have brought them all home all eleven of them...yes you read correctly that poor mama dog had ELEVEN puppies. Slowly hubby and I weeded them down trying to choose the dog with just the right personality for us (as much as you can tell when they are only 8 weeks old). We sorted through the puppies until we had it down to just two little pups, one male and one female. I looked at hubby and said "can't we just keep them both?" he made it very clear that one puppy was enough and he is right...I do still have my human baby to care for so training two puppies would be much too difficult for me. So I left the choice to hubby which dog to get and he chose the brown female.















Her name is Sunday and she's a very good little pup. She doesn't often have accidents in the house and when she does it's generally my fault for not getting her outside on time. She will learn. She loves her people and follows us all around the house, she walks well on a leash (rare for such a young pup) and she rarely barks.















We took her to our local Bark Park to see how she'd do with other dogs and she's quite a good girl. A little shy at first but once she sniffs a bit she's happy to run and play with dogs of all shapes and sizes. She does seem to prefer people to dogs though as she always introduced herself to the people first and then the dog. She already knows how to sit when told, and she will come when called with only a little encouragement! I think we chose just the right dog.
















She is a Golden retriever and Doberman mix but the Golden is quite small for her breed and so the puppies are likely to be no more than knee height. Sunday doesn't like to be left alone, but will happily sleep in her kennel while we are away if we aren't gone too long. I am glad that they boys have a puppy to grow up with now, and they are at an age where they can start helping with the chores...they know to be sure her water bowl is always full and that she is fed twice daily. We don't let them walk her yet but once she's well trained they will also be able to walk her with adult supervision.

We all love our new addition and Birbitt thinks no family is complete without furbabies to love!

He's growing up!

Well it's happening my baby boy is growing up! My little 10 week old baby boy is already trying hard to crawl. Last night he scooted himself a couple of inches across his blanket on the floor. He's holding himself up high and already moving those little legs. Why oh why can't they stay small longer?

It's such a bittersweet thing to see your little one accomplishing all his "firsts", and for me it's even more so because he will be my last baby to watch grow up. So as I watch him hold his head up for the first time, scoot for the first time, and now he's even trying hard to roll (though he's not quite mastered it yet) I am thankful for the blessings The Lord has given me, but I'm also a little sorrowful because I know this will be the very last time I watch my own child reach that particular "first". So last night as I laid on the floor with my little baby boy I watched for the very last time a child of mine hold himself up high and "scoot" across the floor for the first time.

This journey of growing up is full of precious firsts and for me they will be the most bittersweet moments because I know that this will be the last time I will experience these special memories with my children. I can only pray that someday The Lord will bless my own children and allow them to experience these precious days as well.

Watching your baby grow up is so hard because I know that I will not always be able to protect him as he must leave the nest someday, but for now I am thankful that I get to spend these days with him and that the time for "flying solo" are yet many years away though I know these coming years will just fly by and all too soon I'm looking at a 6 year old boy and wondering where the time has gone (I know this because I also have a 6 year old boy and it seems like only yesterday I was wrapping him warmly in his blanket and laying him in his crib).


Birbitt thinks that every mother should take the time to snuggle her child while he's young for all too soon he'll be grown up with children of his own. Hug your children and never let them forget how much mommy loves them and that mommy will always be there even when they are grown, for one day he'll be standing eye to eye with you and the days of wiping his tears away will be only a memory.

I may not remember the date of this photo when my baby is all grown up and married with children of his own, but I will remember the day he first pushed himself up high and scooted those few inches across my living room floor.