First Ever Blog Post!

I am so excited to be starting my very own blog! I have been reading every ones blogs lately and I have become inspired to start my own. Let me start out by telling you a little bit about myself and my family. I am a Texas native and will always LOVE my home state. I went to college at the University of Arkansas and fell in love with Northwest Arkansas...and an Arkansan. In Texas the rolling plains are the absolute best way to see God's glorious sunrises and sunsets, BUT Arkansas is the place to be when it comes to hills and gorgeous foliage. Jamie, my husband, is from Arkansas and is a Razorback THROUGH AND THROUGH! He loves his state and someday we hope to settle down in Northwest Arkansas, but we're enjoying Texas right now and all the heat it has to offer! Jamie and I's pride and joy is our 2 month old son, Drake. He will pretty much be the topic of my blog posts. I wanted to start writing because I had no idea I would have somebody as wonderful as my baby to share my days with and who would make life so interesting and fun! He is growing very quickly and I want to remember every step and milestone he goes through. 
I'm still very new to this whole motherhood thing, but I have already come to the conclusion this will be the most rewarding/challenging thing I will ever do with my life. I don't consider myself to be hyper-sensitive or super emotional. I have always been steady emotionally, but with my son I have lost all control over my emotions. For example, two weekends ago there was a collegiate baseball tournament that Jamie wanted to go to. We had a few friends in town and even though Drake was only 6 weeks he has always been great out of the house so I thought, WHY NOT!? Well, he was fine during the afternoon game, but by the time the night game rolled around he lost it! There was no consoling him. I had to go to the bathroom at the stadium twice to change him where no one had a pleasant experience. I also tried nursed him twice to calm him down. Nothing worked. At that moment, I lost it with him. I could feel everyone looking at me as if I were the worst mother for even attempting to take my 6 week old to a loud and light filled stadium where people are cheering, there were smells he has never encountered and the amount of music playing must have just shocked his new world. Why could I NOT calm him down? After all, I'm the mom and everyone knows it's the mom's duty to get the screaming kid quiet. Then, I had to make a decision to ruin my friend's weekend by making them leave the only game they drove down to see and only making it to the 5th inning. All I wanted in that moment was to be normal. I wanted to be able to go to a game without worrying how and when I would feed him, if he was going to cry and what my escape route would be if there was a foul ball. So, one of my first big challenges has been to not worry about what everyone else around me is thinking about my parenting skills, but to make sure Drake is ok. I had to understand he was having major sensory overload and there was nothing I could do until I could get him home to some familiarity. He needed his bed! I'm sure this won't be the last public fit...but the first one is over!




On another note, I want to keep track of Drake's progression. And I'm going to try and get better about taking pictures.
So, here we go....

All of us at the Baseball Tournament

Drake being shy!