Another First.....The Movies

Last weekend we were suppose to take Malachi to the movies but something came up and we were not able too. He would mention randomly that he wanted to go to the movies so I decided I was gonna make it happen this weekend. So, last night he and I went to the movies! It was so fun getting to experience it with him. He was really excited about the 'popcorun.' I love to hear him say it. We went and watched Rio. He did surprisingly well. He sat through the whole thing. Well, there was a point when he did discover that the movie was coming out of the wall and became fascinated with that for about 10 minutes. Then he returned to watching the movie. It's always a little stressful in these situations knowing that a 2 year old is probably going to "laugh" much louder and make more "noises" as opposed to an older child. And I thought, since this movie had been out awhile no one would be there. WRONG. There were only about 10 people there so it was good. It made me even more happy when he would really laugh at a part in the movie. LOVED IT! Karla met us their with her sister-in-law and nieces. It was a lot of fun. We have found a new outing!

Mother's Day......2011

The older I get and the older my son gets, next year it will be sons :), the more I start to appreciate the act and responsibility of motherhood. Motherhood is scary. A tiny little person, that you have carried inside of you, protecting and doing all the things you know to do to help he/she be born healthy, and then, they are born and a whole new world of protection begins. Why is he crying? Is he sick? I think he has fever. I hope it's not broken. On and on go the thoughts in a mother's head. Am I doing this right? Why can't I fix them? A mother never rests. Well, I feel like I never rest. Isn't it funny how we change when we become a mother? Catching puke in our hands (mostly so it doesn't ruin the carpet), wiping that snot with your fingers, eating that candy that has been chomped on for the past 5 minutes because they don't want it anymore, realizing that that favorite shirt you love is just gonna be stained from now on, acting a little undignified to get your child to eat-it's really ok. These are all small, small things that a parent does. But, with all the cuts, and bruises, bumps on the heads, restless nights, there is no greater love than the love a mother feels for her child. It's almost like an unexplainable love. You really can love so much it hurts. I feel so honored and blessed that God chose me to be the mom to two wonderful little boys.
***My mom......what can I say, she's a superhero. I could not do life without her. She's there when I need her, she's a hardworker, she loves unconditionally, and she's what keeps our family going. She never has a lot to say but her kindness and love is enough to cover her words. I am so blessed to have such an incredible mother. She has taught me how to be a mother and I can only hope that I can be there for my kids like she has been for me.
***My mother-in-law.....I am soooo blessed to have such a great mother-in-law. Not everyone gets along with their in-laws, not everyone likes their in-laws. But I have been blessed to be a part of this family and I couldn't have asked for a better mother-in-law. She's loving, kind, hardworking, always there for kids and their family. (sounds a lot like my mom, huh) She's an amazing woman that I am so honored to know and be a part of her life. Thank you Lord, for giving me the women that are in my life.
***I had a wonderful Mother's Day. We all ate breakfast in bed together. I was then presented with flowers. Flowers that never die.....the best kind. They are Nick and Malachi's hands. And if you'll notice in the picture, the little bitty circles on the "stem" are Lawson's little hands. :) We had lunch together and just enjoyed being a family. I love my family more than life itself.

This was one scared momma!

Yesterday, was a pretty eventful day around the Cowan house to say the least. It truly is amazing how when you think your child is seriously hurt that everything within you just falls apart. I have NEVER been this scared as a mommy in my whole 2 years of being a mom. Ok, so Malachi is a climber these days. Saturday we found him on top of the changing table, on any given day, he will take his chair to the bathroom to play in the sink, you name it, he's climbing on it.

Yesterday, Nick and I are setting on the couch watching tv. I know Malachi is in our room because I just left there. (He was making noises in to the fan.) All of the sudden I hear this bang, as I turned my head to look in our room I see the chest of drawers falling. Pregnant women don't move that fast, but I promise you I could have beat all of you in a sprint. But it seemed as if I couldn't get there fast enough. I hear screaming and all I could do was scream over and over Nick, Nick, Nick....... When i got there, I.couldn't.see.Malachi.at.all. My heart was in a panic. I started to lift the drawers myself as Nick came rushing in and just threw it up and scooped up this scared screaming little boy. After he picked him up and I came back to earth, I finally realized that the drawers had caught itself on the bed (Thank God!!!) and all that could have possibly hit him or landed on him may have been a drawer that opened when it was falling. I searched him over, not even finding a scratch. He stopped crying and started asking, "What happend? What happened?" You were climbing, that's what happened. I've been scared before in my life, in dangerous situations, but nothing compares to thought of your child being hurt and you can't get to them fast enough.

Later that evening we went to get groceries. We are almost done and Malachi starts screaming. Not screaming like he wants his way but screaming like he is hurt. Someone, he had his leg twisted one way, his foot the other and it was stuck in the cart. His face is turning red, he's trying to move, we are trying to hold him still and that doggone leg won't budge. I'm thinking its gonna be broke by the time we get it untwisted. It came loose, he was fine. Then.....we get home, are starting to unload the groceries and I hear that crying hurt again. What else could possible happen today? Nick didn't see Malachi come up behind him so Nick is pulling the 24 pack of water out of the car and clocks the poor baby in the head and knocks him down. I mean really. I just wanted to leave the groceries in the car and go to bed.

That's about the jist of our first Sunday in May. Oh and btw....I've always thought to myself, if in a situation where it requires a strong person what would I do? I would do what needs to be done. Adrenaline really does kick in and it seems you can do anything. hhhmmmm Thank the Lord he was ok!!!