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She lights up the room.
She warms our hearts.
She is truly a blessing.
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♥ Mariah ♥
Showing posts with label Mariah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mariah. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
Conversation Hearts: 12:30 am
I was sound asleep when the phone rang ... I saw it was Caitlin, 12:30 am
This can't be good. Now that she and Ray are parents, they are in bed early so this can't be a call looking for a designated driver ;)
They live 5 miles from me but their apartment complex is known for having issues. Issues meaning it's morphed into a playground for trouble. They had planned to move as soon as the weather broke, hoping to rent a house now that Mariah arrived.
The typical petty crimes go on there and they hear about trouble spots constantly. Caitlin had called me a few times last month, during the day, saying a nasty looking guy was knocking on her door. We'd talk until he left.
More and more people are moving out and each building has several vacancy's. Her building has 12 apartments, only 3 rented out. Soooooo, after the fact, the local police think on this particular night, her apartment building was used as part of a set up because less occupancy, lesser chance of a witness.
A pizza was ordered, the poor delivery guy was badly beaten, robbed of his money and car. Her and Ray's apartment address had been used to order the pizza, so the police knocked on their door. Clearly they could see *bed-head and formula stained t-shirt* Ray and Caitlin were not waiting up to participate in a pizza sting.
Ray was called back to work this week and the thought of her being there all day with the baby and into the early evening when he was working overtime, freaked us all out.
Soooooo ... in ONE NIGHT they moved in with me. Fortunately Mariah already had a nursery set up at my house. I cleared out the extra bedroom that had become my Barbie room for Caitlin and Ray.
I repeat ONE NIGHT. Most went straight into the garage, the rest? Well, a camera crew could use my house for the next taping of "Hoarders".
I'm sure by this weekend we'll have everything in it's place. The best part, I get to wake up to this every morning:
P.S. A HUGE THANK YOU to her father for taking in Lola and to Rays sister for taking Puma ... two more animals in the house and I'd evict myself!
This can't be good. Now that she and Ray are parents, they are in bed early so this can't be a call looking for a designated driver ;)
They live 5 miles from me but their apartment complex is known for having issues. Issues meaning it's morphed into a playground for trouble. They had planned to move as soon as the weather broke, hoping to rent a house now that Mariah arrived.
The typical petty crimes go on there and they hear about trouble spots constantly. Caitlin had called me a few times last month, during the day, saying a nasty looking guy was knocking on her door. We'd talk until he left.
More and more people are moving out and each building has several vacancy's. Her building has 12 apartments, only 3 rented out. Soooooo, after the fact, the local police think on this particular night, her apartment building was used as part of a set up because less occupancy, lesser chance of a witness.
A pizza was ordered, the poor delivery guy was badly beaten, robbed of his money and car. Her and Ray's apartment address had been used to order the pizza, so the police knocked on their door. Clearly they could see *bed-head and formula stained t-shirt* Ray and Caitlin were not waiting up to participate in a pizza sting.
Ray was called back to work this week and the thought of her being there all day with the baby and into the early evening when he was working overtime, freaked us all out.
Soooooo ... in ONE NIGHT they moved in with me. Fortunately Mariah already had a nursery set up at my house. I cleared out the extra bedroom that had become my Barbie room for Caitlin and Ray.
I repeat ONE NIGHT. Most went straight into the garage, the rest? Well, a camera crew could use my house for the next taping of "Hoarders".
I'm sure by this weekend we'll have everything in it's place. The best part, I get to wake up to this every morning:
P.S. A HUGE THANK YOU to her father for taking in Lola and to Rays sister for taking Puma ... two more animals in the house and I'd evict myself!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Conversation Hearts: Motherhood
My baby girl had a baby girl.
Mariah was born this past January. I was so thankful that Mariah's parents let me take part in the birthing experience. I didn't see either of my kids actual birth. *I was there, just not there.*
What an awesome gift. Seeing a baby born for the first time. Being with my baby as she gives birth. Being there the moment my first grandchild is born. Instant, pure love.
Mariah is almost two months old and I'm reminded daily of how infants change. Caitlin and Ray are naturals with their parenting skills. I'm so proud of them both.
Shortly after Mariah was born, and Caitlin was all bliss with motherhood, she sent me a text:
"I'm so glad you weren't a cool mother"
That text was a reward and a reminder that in all my mothering errors, I did something right. Our mom /daughter fights, as Caitlin was growing up, usually ended with her shouting at me,
"Why aren't you a cool mom like my friends mothers? They're allowed to do what ever they want! Their moms are like girlfriends"
My reply was always, "Because I love you Caitlin, it's my job to be your mom, not your girlfriend."
When she looks at her little baby girl, she knows she is her mom, not her girlfriend.
I sent Caitlin a text today asking how Mariah was. They were watching Dora. I asked her to text me a photo and she sent me this of Mariah watching Dora.
A few minutes later, she sent me another text titled "My Other Baby."
Caitlin has the mom thing down. She's figured out how to handle Lola when she doesn't have time to take her outside!
*All my posts about Caitlin have always been tagged Conversation Hearts. It warms my heart to write this one when I thing back at the humorous posts, these past few years, on the trials & tribulations of Caitlin.
Mariah was born this past January. I was so thankful that Mariah's parents let me take part in the birthing experience. I didn't see either of my kids actual birth. *I was there, just not there.*
What an awesome gift. Seeing a baby born for the first time. Being with my baby as she gives birth. Being there the moment my first grandchild is born. Instant, pure love.
Mariah is almost two months old and I'm reminded daily of how infants change. Caitlin and Ray are naturals with their parenting skills. I'm so proud of them both.
Shortly after Mariah was born, and Caitlin was all bliss with motherhood, she sent me a text:
"I'm so glad you weren't a cool mother"
That text was a reward and a reminder that in all my mothering errors, I did something right. Our mom /daughter fights, as Caitlin was growing up, usually ended with her shouting at me,
"Why aren't you a cool mom like my friends mothers? They're allowed to do what ever they want! Their moms are like girlfriends"
My reply was always, "Because I love you Caitlin, it's my job to be your mom, not your girlfriend."
When she looks at her little baby girl, she knows she is her mom, not her girlfriend.
I sent Caitlin a text today asking how Mariah was. They were watching Dora. I asked her to text me a photo and she sent me this of Mariah watching Dora.
A few minutes later, she sent me another text titled "My Other Baby."
Caitlin has the mom thing down. She's figured out how to handle Lola when she doesn't have time to take her outside!
*All my posts about Caitlin have always been tagged Conversation Hearts. It warms my heart to write this one when I thing back at the humorous posts, these past few years, on the trials & tribulations of Caitlin.
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