And blogging begins.....

I've been seriously considering starting a blog for a few months now.  I have gone back and forth just about everyday, but I figured today I just needed to go and give it a try.  I'm actually really excited about this new adventure but also worried that it might fall by the wayside as many of my "newly found" hobbies often do.  However, I plan on trying really hard to keep this one going because it will give me something to look back on down the road when my 6 1/2 month old son is grown up.  So, how about a little bit of info about my lil' family.

I am married to the love of my life, Josh.  It's your typical; boy meets girl, falls in love, gets pregnant, and then marries kind of story.  Haha.  Our baby boy kind of through our relationship for a loop early in the game.  Regardless, we were extremely happy when we found out that we were going to parents.  We both decided that we didn't want to marry just because we had gotten pregnant, even though we both knew that we wanted to down the road.  But as fate had it, a few months into the pregnancy, Josh decided it was time to "put a ring on it" (as Beyonce would say) lol.  When it happened, I was actually VERY happy because, even though I never told Josh, I didn't want to be the only one out of the three of us that didn't have the name Miles.  So, needless to say, I was ecstatic when he popped the question.

On 12-3-10 we went to the "Chapel of Love" and made it official.  I was 6 1/2 months pregnant with our lil' bundle of joy and he did not object one bit.  It would have been a perfect day if the judge had shown up on time and had not answered his cell phone in the middle of our little justice of the peace ceremony. I look back and laugh now but I was so mad when it happened.

After that my bundle of joy (my stomach as well) continued to grow bigger and bigger.  The closer it came to March, the more scared and excited I became.  First time mommy jitters were everywhere.  The first time I saw the finished nursery, I almost started crying.  But, no matter how scared I felt, I knew I couldn't wait to meet our lil' boy.

March 17, 2011 at 6:07 p.m. our lil' Ethan made his appearance.

 Already an avid Auburn Tigers fan.  Haha. 

And I can honestly say that everyday since, even though it seemed hard at the time, has been the amazing.  I love spending every waking moment hanging out with my lil' man.  And I NEVER thought I would be the type of person who didn't care about cleaning up spit-up and changing dirty diapers 24/7.  But, ya know, it really doesn't bother me.  I couldn't picture my life any other way. 

We have experienced rolling over for the first time, cutting his first tooth, learning how to scoot across the floor, sleeping in his crib for the first time (which was actually harder on me then him. Go figure!), and eating his cereal from a spoon in his highchair for the first time.  It has definitely been an exciting journey that is far from over.  And I am looking forward to blogging about every single new milestone that we encounter.