Monday, April 27, 2009

So it begins.

So I have decided to give blogging another chance. My first attempt was a giant flop. This time I plan to write more, add more pictures, be more creative in general. Thinking of amazingly witty and humorous stories to tell about our family and our extraordinarily normal life.

I am Dana the Wife and Mama. I am unfortunately 30 years old and not very outstanding in any way at all. I have brown bobbed hair, brown eyes, and am a very average5’6 inches tall. I have a little extra chub since becoming a mother, which makes me even less unique.

I have great aspirations of scrap booking family albums, hosting fabulous parties, loosing said extra chub, and keeping an extremely neat and tidy home.

The reality is that I have scrap booked just until we brought our son home from the hospital and he is 2.5 years old. We do host some pretty fun BBQ’s in the summer nothing close to the gourmet meals of my dreams (but everyone loves burgers right?). Much like the scrap booking I have not lost a single pound of chub since right after the boy was born, and our house often looks like, well like a busy toddler is the one who is in charge of the décor.

Michael is the husband and Papa. He is also our provider, protector, and spiritual leader, all jobs that he is very successful at. He works in politics and during campaigns and legislative sessions things can get pretty busy for him but he always devotes quality time to us. Since this blogg is about being a stay at home mother and not about being a terrific working Papa I will leave it at that.

Owen Ebenezer Gay is the only child at present. He is an amazing little guy full of energy, questions, and complete passion for life. Owen is two and a half he lives for trucks, plains, trains, and anything in between. He loves to read book after book. Most of all Owen would be content sitting in the dirt, digging and pushing trucks around all day if he could. My favorite part of the day with him is when I can sit with him on my lap, no matter what we are doing, and press my nose into the top of his perfect blonde head and breathe in the smell of him.

It is a sweet and marvelous gift to be a mother. Motherhood is the beauty of watching my son grow and learn and become who he is meant to be and is worth any trials that come with the job (and lets face it there are many). This is the season I am in, staying home with my tiny child. It can be hard, sometimes it feels un-natural, but over all it is a wondrous season.