Things that make me crazy:

* Having to constantly walk on eggshells around certain people....put on your big girl panties and deal with it!

* Taking credit for someone else's work.

* LYING!!!!!! This actually makes me see red!

* People that drive slow in the left hand lane.

* When all of the clothes aren't hanging the same direction in the closet. I realize this one probably makes me a freak but I'm super anal about this!

* My boss...nuff said!

* Not putting the new roll of toilet paper on the holder. You know who you are...SCOTT! Lol...I think he does it just to get a rise out of me.

Can you tell I'm venting? This is all I can think of right now but I reserve the right to add on.

Easter Shots

We didn't do a whole lot for Easter. We think Sarah is cutting a tooth as she's been running a low grade fever since Saturday night. We went to church Saturday with the intention of teaching however we only had one show up so we ended up going to service instead. Sunday we slept in and then went to our neighbors' house for Easter dinner. We decided to get Sarah dressed up so we could take pics. Here are some of my favorites.

Sarah Singing

If you have a Facebook account then you know I already posted this there but for those of you who don't I hope you enjoy this. Scott is off for Spring break this week and we're both constantly sending each other pictures and what not of Sarah. We find her highly amusing and whether anyone else does or not really doesn't matter to us because we're entertained! I haven't posted to the blog in awhile so I thought this would be a good one to put up.

A Smile For Your Day

You're Welcome! ;o)

Chubby Bunny

Scott and Sarah have this routine. Every morning they stand at the door and wave bye to Momma and do the I love you sign and then they run in the house and take a picture and send it to me. Besides getting to come home and see them both, this is the best part of my day...or at least a really great start. They sent this one last week and it's one of my favorites because she's smiling. Ps. Chubby Bunny is kind of our nickname for her and for those of you who think this will give her a complex...puhlease....this child gets told about a million times a day that she's gorgeous or beautiful and besides, babies are supposed to be chubby!

I am "that mom"....

I am that mom....

*That calls the daycare twice the first day to check on her.

*That worries all day about whether she's eating enough or being held enough or happy because I can't be there to make sure she is.

*That counts down the hours until I get to come home and hold my baby.

*That makes Scott go up to the daycare on his lunchbreak to check on her.

*That makes Scott call me after he drops her off in the mornings, checks on her at lunch and picks her up in the afternoon...just to make sure she's still okay.

*That holds her until the last possible second before I leave for work in the mornings...and then runs back for one last hug and kiss.

*That doesn't want to put her down when I come home from work. (What if she didn't get held enough at daycare?)

*That is jealous because Scott gets to drop her off and pick her up from daycare and is close enough to drop in and check on her during the day.

*Whose heart melts every time she smiles at me.

*That wishes I could spend every moment of every day with her.

*That thinks she's already growing up way too fast!

*That NEVER imagined being a mother could be quite so amazing!

Motherhood

As I sit here watching my little angel sleeping I finally have a free second to blog...and I'm not typing with one hand while holding baby with the other. It's interesting to me how you adapt...everything...when you add a baby to the mix. For instance, I now take faster showers than my family ever thought possible...no time for dilly dallying when you have Daddy pacing back and forth in the bathroom with screaming child chanting "Mommy is almost done...hurry Mommy...Sarah is hungry!" Just in case I hadn't gotten that from the desperate wailing coming from the other side of the shower curtain. Also, forget eating a hot meal EVER again. You see, apparently babies don't actually become unbelievably famished until you are right in the middle of something...such as eating, taking a shower or blow drying your hair. I'm actually trying to grow my hair out so that I can do the ponytail thng when needed as I've become quite accustomed to wearing hats now that I'm a mom. Hey, when you don't have time to blow dry the hat works great! I would say for the most part though being a mom has been incredibly wonderful! Scott is an amazing dad (I already knew he would be!) and helps out every chance he gets and takes great satisfaction in gloating over the fact that she's already a daddy's girl...something I think could be bad for both of us...me having to be the bad guy and him being a huge pushover...which he already is! In all seriousness though...God really has blessed us...especially me! I have a wonderful, loving husband and a beautiful sweet little girl!