Oh my god, I miss my blog

It's sorta like a pet. One I've neglected the past YEAR. But ya know what? It didn't die, did it! Ha!
It is the 2 year anniversary of the day I went into labor with Owen and I have such awesome, wonderful and horrible memories from this day/night that it brings tears to my eyes.
First the wonderful: No c-section, Yeah!!, new healthy baby who is one of the most beautiful creatures on earth, Yeah!!, achieving a goal, Yeah!!, winning my husbands admiration and respect, Yeah!!, growing a whole new heart to hold the love for my little Owen in, Yeah!!
Next, the horrible: labor, boo hiss!, labor, boo hiss! labor....you get my drift? :)

It's such an interesting time gauge right now for me. When I look at Owen I keep thinking about how I brought a brand new baby home when Carter was this age. It's so crazy because I remember expecting so much out of him when he was just 2 years old. I thought of him as older in some way or more capable of understanding what was going on and how he was to deal with it emotionall. Coockoo! I look at Owen right now and I think "He's just a baby!!" and it's true! The poor first child is our experimental child. We poor everything into them and expect so much back. Not until we have the 2nd are we almost sane people who then see how silly we've been.
THAT, is the closest I will come to admit to being a bit wacky about my first child. Haha, love it!

Will I blog regularily? Hell no. I have no idea what I will do or when I will have time or what mood strikes me. Will I make false promises? No. It is what it is. We'll see.

and in conclusion....

Happy Birthday Eve to my sweet-cheeked, funny, goofy, shy, cuddly, muncheechee, Owen.