Mommy Musings

He's home!! First kiss Seeing each other for the first time! Getting off the plane My Marine's Girls!!!

Skip and I took Meredith to the doctor on Thursday for her two month visit. Even though my husband works crazy hours and is never home on the weekends, he is often home in the middle of the week. This is helpful when it comes to things like taking the baby to the doctor, because I am not yet brave enough to do it myself. This one was going to be tough as well, since Meredith was due for her first two big shots. The doctor had already warned us at the last visit that should would probably get a fever from them...her first ever:( The beginning of the visit was fine...she is now 10 lbs 6 oz and 22 3/4" putting her in the 50% in weight and 75% in height (so I'm already guessing she will be bigger than her Mommy one day!) Then came time for the shots. Thankfully her doctor splits up the four sets of two-month shots, so she only got two this time and will get two more next month. But it was horrible to see them stick my crying baby in each thigh, and see her promptly begin t

This is just a little background information on how my wonderful husband and I met....and the difficult time we had to go through as a young couple. We met on a warm August night in 2003 at the house of a mutual friend. Only one month passed before we were madly in love...and one month after that we learned that his Marine Corps reserve unit had been put on alert and would be deploying sometime in the next coming months. This was not a new concept to me, as my cousin and a few close friends had graduated from West Point a few years earlier. I was already accustomed to writing daily letters, emails, and sending packages as often as possible. I was known as a "One Woman USO Show" after knitting camouflage-colored scarves for several soldiers. So I was very aware of what went into supporting a deployed serviceman. But this time it was different....this was the man I had already planned to spend the rest of my life with. Whether or not we would stay together was never a q

Before I go any farther with this thing, I should probably explain who I am.  My name's Mandy and I turned 26 in October (though I still like to think I'm only 23!) I have two sisters who are more like best friends and live only three blocks away from my parents.  My family is very close and we always have a great time together.  I have been married for 3 1/2 years and love my husband, Skip, more than anything.  (more on him and our relationship later!) I was a middle school teacher for three years and even though it was often challenging, I loved it and miss it still.  However I "retired" at the end of last year after finding out I was pregnant with my first child.  It is very important to Skip and I that I stay home with our little girl, Meredith  It has taken some time, but I am adjusting well to my new role as stay-at-home mom and wife.  I love getting to stay in my pajamas all day if I want to, and never having to venture out in the snow....but it does occasional

For years now my older sister has been trying to convince me to blog about football.  I am completely obsessed with the Giants, and she thought it would be interesting to read my thoughts every week.  I never did however, as I get way too emotionally involved in the games and knew it would be too difficult to translate those feelings into words.  However, I recently had my first child (my beautiful baby girl....more on her later!), and I was the first of my friends and family to have a baby.  This meant that I was blindly paving the way for everyone else; trying to figure out this whole pregnancy/mommy thing on my own.  My mom is a huge help, but she last gave birth 23 years ago, and things have changed just a little.  And there are just some things you don't want to talk to your mom about!  It got me to thinking though and I have now decided to give one of these blogs a go, in the hopes of maybe giving some guidance to someone who is in the same lost boat I am.  At the very least