Someting on Sunday..

I decided two things: one- I need to stop neglecting this little blog and two- I need to start doing something to fill up my Sundays. I see a ton of cooking, baking, and awesome craft  ideas on facebook and I always say "I have got to try that" but I never get around to it. From now on I'm going to try and do one every Sunday! lets hope I can do it!
This Sunday I made these cute button cookies! I think they turned out GREAT! They were super easy to make & the family loved eating them. I made a little collage of my cookie making adventure below.

All you need is your favorite peanut butter cookie recipe, a 1L pop bottle cap, and a straw!
right after cookies come out of the oven press the bottle cap down on them. Use the straw to make the four holes to finish off the button "look"! Carful this part can get a little hot!

Hope every one had a great weekend!

yummy :)

Talk-less Tuesdays!

2 months old

daddy & the little guy 

Coming to terms...

I have always known that T is transgender and I accept it as part of who T is. T has recently came "out" about the fact the he (I will now call T he as this is how he feels) wants to change genders. Dealing with someone who identifies as transgender is not easy but being that someone who feels they were born in the wrong body is daily torture for that person. There is not a whole lot of info for husbands and wife's who have a spouse going through the long journey of gender reassignment surgery, I am guessing this is due to  the fact that most don't stick around once they learn that their partner wishes to be the opposite sex. I love T and would not change who he is for the world. Our marriage is a strong and feisty one that can survive a nuclear love war, so I know we are safe there!

Hearing that T wanted to go through with the surgery and take testosterone was still hard, I felt as though I will be losing someone very close to me and that once all this is started I would have to "get to know" T as a Him which seems odd to me because T has always been male acting and dressing but for some reason I feel this way. I feel happy for T but in a small selfish way I feel sad for myself. My biggest fear is that it will change who T is and why I love him so much. I know there will be many many changes in the year to come, I know they are good changes. I know there will be things I will have to accept and things that I will have to let go. There are million questions I have about the whole process and I ask T a knew one everyday lol I am sure I'm driving T crazy but I'm curious on a lot of little things. I google a lot about it but it is mostly only from the person going through the surgery's perspective which can be helpful but it would be nice to hear from the spouses point a view as well .

 I could not imagine feeling like my insides are one gender but my outsides don't reflect that. It's sad and I truly believe this step towards his true self will be one of the best things that happened for him/us. For now we are on a wait list for the surgery but have all the paper work ready to go for the gender change for his drivers licence, birth certificate ext. to be changed over now as well as his name change (luckily it will still be the same name just the "Male" spelling of it) I will keep updating on this topic from time to time as I am sure there are people in my shoes who would like to know how I/we cope with the change over from female to male!

FTM/MTF art - colorpuke by troyu - http://www.deviantart.com/art/colorpuke-llD-177454357

Please spread awareness!

I am honored to share this very touching story and help spread awareness for Mesothelioma Cancer. Such a touching story. You are a strong woman Heather, my hat goes off to you and your family. I wish you many years of health and happiness! Thank you for helping get the word out for others who may find themselves in the same situation! Keep well everyone. :)

http://www.mesothelioma.com/heather/

october picture post....

Sorry I am late on this one! Happy Halloween everyone! :D

He was so little this year so we just used one of his sleepers as a costume - our little bad boy! Can't wait for next year so we can get creative! :D

Some pictures I took of our little guy xoxoxo enjoy

 

one month :)

I feel terrible that I have not been online more but things are just crazy these days ..good crazy...and bad crazy..but I'm loving every minute of having him here with us! He is truly a sweetheart! I have a few things I will be blogging about but for now we will start with pictures and that our little Oz-Lee is now one month old!
I have been lurking online checking on some blogs but just haven't found the time to sit and do a little post! we are working on getting some family photos up soon :)

welcome to the world our beautiful beautiful baby boy!

Oz-Lee has finally made his appearance into this bright world! I will keep the story of his birth just as it happened. ...short & sweet (11 hour labour is pretty short..seemed it anyways lol)

My water broke at 4 am on Sept 16th, I figured that not much would happen at this point so we went to drop of T's work van... while I was driving contractions started..I had no way to tell T as she was driving the van! they were 4 minutes apart! We arrived at the hospital 2 and half hours later. The ride was awful and painfully bumpy!  At the hospital we tried everything to ease the pain, the nurse checked me and I just about died, the woman had the longest fingernails I had ever seen..it killed! after that I did not want to be checked again...ever!! I was left alone with T. They never came to check on me to see even how we were doing or if I wanted any pain meds..and I did!!!! It was to the point of me panicking at every contraction. When the doctor arrived he checked me...no pain this time! He said now was the right time for the epidural..I agreed and eagerly awaited my relief 1/2 hour later he came and I was soooo happy to see him....insert long nailed nurse now..SHE SENT HIM AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he asked if he could do it now and she said no she needed to get a heartbeat and vitals, he then asked if she was willing to do this after the pain meds she said no....he said he would come back in 15minutes...by then I knew it would be to late and it was...I was scared knowing that at this point nothing will take away the pain but pushing him out and that's what I did I put ever ounce of my focus on getting him out! The Doctor said we would have our boy by three in the afternoon. Oz-Lee was born at 3:00pm 9lbs 3 ounces of cuteness! In the end I did get the natural birth I wanted and I am so very happy for that, In the moment it was hard & scary but after it wasn't so bad! Breastfeeding is going great too! He likes to eat!!

 I know mom's say this all the time but damn he is a beautiful  baby!