angel food cake heaven...

 I am alive. We are all alive. ALOT has happened in the past few weeks...moving down the sidewalk [wasn't as easy as I made it out to be], a 13 hour roadtrip, a wedding...it's been a bit crazy. So as I'm unpacking, doing laundry, and trying to get orginazed, I'm leaving you with some heaven....
Angel food cake heaven...
Let me guess... I had you at angel food cake right?!

Well, this was about as close to heaven as I got this week...even if it meant an extra few hours on the elliptical burning it off...

Heaven, in food terms, can't always be healthy and good for you right?!

ANGEL FOOD CAKE HEAVEN

INGREDIENTS:
2 angle food cakes... [Buy at Walmart !!! Cost is less than making them!]
2 8 oz pkgs. cream cheese [at room temperature.]
2 cups powdered sugar
1 cup sour cream
2 tspn vanilla
1/4 tspn almond extract
1/2 pint HEAVY whipping cream

DIRECTIONS:
1. Cream the cream cheese, add the sugar and then the sour cream... Mix well so you have no lumps.
2. Add vanilla, almond extract. Mix well.

3. In a separate bowl whip the whip cream until stiff
4. Fold into the cream cheese mixture.
5. Break the 2 angel food cakes into pieces.

6. Gently fold cake and cream cheese mixture.

7. Put in small clear cups and freeze. Top with sweetened strawberries , peaches or blueberries

Yeah, heaven in a freakin' bowl. 

Seriously perfect for any event, bbq, or party. 

eat up...

[and then work out!]

1095 days...

thats right.

one thousand and ninety five days 

[and counting...]

phewwwww that's a lot of days right?!

but in there are some of the best days of my life.

It all started back in the year of 2009.

I had just finished up a semester at college and I was headed back home to continue schooling for dental assisting and at this point I was just going through the motions, hoping that everything worked out the way it was supposed to.

[clearly, I was young, because now I know that it always does!]

I was home for a few weeks, when one of my friends asked if I wanted to go to church [singles] with her. I was pretty content, and really didn't want to go, but I said yes, got dressed, and left. 

And there he was...Standing on the stage, getting ready to speak to everyone.

I didn't think much of it, until he started talking about heifers [he is from wyoming], and I had absolutely no idea what a heifer was...[seriously, no idea]. and that seemed to have caught his attention.

The meeting went on, and afterward there was a get-together.

I was sitting at the table, with an empty chair next to me, and he made his way over, asked if he could sit down, and I just stared at him and said some rude comment. [he says thats what sealed the deal for him], but I was so no interested. I was the "new girl" and everyone wanted to know my story, but I didn't want to share it, especially with him. 

I left that day, telling myself that I would not return.

A few days later, I get a friend request from a guy named Kalob.

It was him. 

and then a message popped up.

[Oh Elise. so check this out. I went to church expecting to see you there and wait, nope you were not there.
  I know nothing about you. So if you send me your number we can fix that. 

I hope you're having a great day and I'll hopefully talk to you later. -K] 

super smooth right?!

I waited a few days, thought about it, and said what the heck...

 Our first date was a few weeks later.

we were engaged a year later.

married six months after that.

& a baby a year after that.

and now we are on 1095 days...

and counting. 

And of course, it's standard with any anniversary post, to have a complete picture overload...
let it begin.

 

Marriage is hard work.
It's not easy by any definition of the word.
They say that opposites attract. and that is exactly what we are. opposite.
complete opposites.
[except in the fact that we are both incredibly independent.]
We fight. We bicker. We have shed a few tears or two.
We have had to learn to count to ten [alot], and to bite our tongues.
We have learned to pick our battles wisely, because most things are just not worth the fight.
We have been through some pretty difficult things in the three short years we've been married.
But all of those nights we went to bed feeling defeated, and wondering how the heck we were going to make it through the next trial, we woke up the next day, with each other, to fight it together.
We lean on each other, trust each other, love each other stronger now, than the day we said I do.
And I'm pretty sure that's exactly how it should be.
We have defeated some pretty big odds, we have fought of the disbelievers and doubters, and have come out stronger than anyone would have ever thought.
[so take that.]
And as our wedding song sings...
two is better than one.

so here's to us...1095 days and counting.

I'm not ready...

Ever since Hudson turned two a few weeks ago [more like since he has turned eighteen months]...every single person I've talked to has asked when the next baby is going to be joining our family...

friends, family, our speech therapist, pediatrician, my OBGYN, previous co-workers, over the weekend it was a checker at Walmart... "so...you'll probably be having another one soon?!", last week it was the lady that did my nails..."oh, Hudson turned two?! why haven't you had another one yet?!"

Usually I make a joke about why another baby is not in my arms, or in my belly for that matter. Or I will just simply state that we are thinking about it..or eventually it will happen...which is not a lie.

but really, the real truth.

I'm just not ready.

Everyone always says that when you have another baby, the first child will have to learn to "share"...learn to share you, learn to share with the baby...

But the way I see it, I'm actually going to have to be the one to learn to "share" Hudson.
I'm don't think I'm ready to share MY boy. 

He is my shadow, my best friend, my little buddy. He is the one that I spend my entire day with. we have our routine, we have our ways, and we work so well together.

I'm not ready. and maybe I'm scared too. but I'm just not ready.

I also don't know if I will ever be ready. 

I don't think I'm going to be that mom that says " I'm so ready for another baby"...

or get "baby hungry"...and my ovaries are not going to be itching anytime soon.
Sure, other peoples babies are adorable, and I would hold a newborn all day long, but I'm not the type to then come home and say, "yep, lets have another child."

I always knew I wanted to be a mom. but I also always knew I didn't want a lot of them, and I wanted some "years" in between them...clearly, my mind hasn't been changed.
I've always believed that their isn't going to be the "perfect" time.
Something is always going to be in the way...finacially, physically, emotionally...the month, the day, the year. insurance, where you live, time, work...on and on and on. I could make excuses all day to every single person that asks me...but the real answer is, I'm simply not ready.

And you know, that's okay.
It's going to have to be okay.
Because that's how it's going to be...until I'm ready.

So for now, it will be just me and Hudson.

and I wouldn't have it any other way.

 When did you know it was the right time to add to your family?

someone is TWO...

I've been dreading even writing this post...it just can't be that time already to be writing a post about my "baby" turning a whole t w o years old. I know I can't stop it from happening [as much as I've tried], and I've known it's been coming [for the past two years], but it doesn't make it any easier!

I've been going through picture after picture of this little boy, I've shed a few tears, and because it's my blog and I do what I want, this post of course it going to be a picture overload like never before! Originally I had a picture of every single week that Hudson has been on this earth, but if I'm doing my math right [or if my husband is doing math right], then that would be 104 pictures...I don't even know that blogger would allow me to upload that post! So I've narrowed it down to 24 - ish...

[if you need help with the math, that's one per month.]

   

  [you can read Hudson's birth story here if your little heart desires.] 

Next time I post he will probably be headed off to college, or something crazy like that.

He literally is my best friend, and he agrees with just about everything I say, unless it comes to how many popsicles he can have...then we have an argument. He is the person I spend the most time with, my lunch date, my side-kick, the cutest dang accessory I've ever had, the guy I wake up to in the morning [or who wakes me up, either way...] my conversation piece, my photography prop, & the best part, he is helping me fulfill my dream of being a mother. I'm a better person because of him, and I couldn't ask for a better little human to spend my days with. Pretty much what I'm saying...I'd be totally and completely lame without him. He keeps me on my toes. He [actually] keeps me from going crazy. He is my Hudson James.

All [40lbs and 37.6in tall] of him!

Sure this kid goes in timeout, but he always gives me a hug and a kiss afterward.

Dang right he pushes my buttons [daily], but then he laughs uncontrollably, 

and I just can't keep a straight face.

Yep, this kid weighs a ton. Literally, he is just solid...

but when I have to carry him, he rubs my arm while we walk.

Sure thing this boy has some nasty night terrors, that even scare me, 

but those night time snuggles are indescribable. 

This kid is all boy. No doubt about it. But he still lets me dress him in whatever I want, 

and still lets me do his hair.

Sometimes he plugs his ears when he doesn't like me singing or the song that is playing, but the next minute he will be dancing right next to me...still with his ears plugged.
Or those times that he just wants his mama...yeah, those times are my favorite, and what I live for.

happy happy birthday Hudson James.

[now i'm going to go cry and hold him for as long as he will let me...]