24 hours of FUN! (toungue firmly planted in cheek)

There is nothing like holding your newborn for the first time. This is me after 24 hours of labor and after all of that, a C-Section. Whatever means necessary though. I so wanted to meet this little person.



You can't tell from the picture, but the IV drugs from the c-section have made my entire body below my chin numb. My arms are like jello and I was terrified of dropping him! Oh the birth story. It will come, don't you worry. I don't care if you read it or not, but it must be written for therapeutic purposes.
Here's the whole happy family:

Working toward independence

He's finally sitting up all by himself! What a relief to both mommy and Cole!

Sibling love

Oh, how my baby loves my puppy. What a pair.

Blog guilt

So I'm reading the blog of my pal Holly, and I'm feeling a tad guilty about my crappity-crap-crap blog. *sigh* I guess the days kind of get away from me when I'm taking care of an infant and a husband. They both take about the same amount of work although thankfully, hubby doesn't need me to wipe his precious bum as much as Cole. ew. So it got me wondering about my ability to keep up with the pro bloggers such as my friend and whether or not if I don't post 8 times a day, do I get kicked out of the blogosphere? Does some blog Trump send me an email saying, "You're FIRED!"?

I guess I'll just have to deal and do my best to lay down the burden of insufficient blogging. I've got bigger fish to fry. Like the thought that strikes terror into my very core: bathing suit season. How much does it suck to give birth at the beginning of winter? Not only do I have baby fat to get rid of, but there's the obligatory winter weight gain to shed as well! Curses! Anybody out there with some fat melting miracle cure? Sign me up.

Spring is here?

Well, after some 80 degree days last week filled with sunshine and happiness, it is now back in the 40's and there's snow on the ground. Snow covering the beautiful green grass, the lovely green buds on the trees, and the delicate flowers blooming in my garden. Suck.

Big Smiles

I don't know how I am so blessed to have such a happy boy. It's seriously affirming to have someone who responds so positively to all my weird antics.

Me & Cole hanging out and getting silly

Slight Retraction

Okay, I have to give my man props. This morning after I brought Cole into bed with us to nurse him I drifted off with him snoozing peacefully between us. I awoke sometime later to discover both my husband and my son were gone. That's right, hubby had taken him for the morning to let me sleep. What a guy! Now if only I can convince him to do that every day.

In my shoes

I would just like to proclaim that although I LOVE my husband DEARLY and I think he's a wonderful father, there is NO WAY he would last a DAY in my shoes. This is both a severely frustrating and strangely affirming fact. More on this later......it's time for bed and I deserve good sleep for all the hard work I did today what with all the feeding and diaper changing and brain developing for Cole. Power to all the mommies!

Strange how life changes

I have been corresponding with my college roommates a lot lately since 3 of the 4 of us are now married and beginning to start families. It's funny how life changes. If you've had friends through different stages of life, it's fascinating to see how our life experiences continue to shape us. When I remember life in college, it seems a million miles away from life now. We were crazy, jumping headfirst into the social scene, meeting so many people through a drunken haze only to forget them in class the next day. I realize that no matter how far from my current existence those days are, they made me who I am today. We were experimenting with life, desperately trying to carve out our own paths, not realizing that it was the same path so many had taken before us, but to us, it was new. We throught we were grown up, independent, free. The truth was that we were just older adolescents, still dependent on mom & dad to bail us out when things got rough or the wallet was too light.

Now that we're older and at least financially independent (there's still no one like mom to talk things through with), I am absolutely loving how my friendship with my roomies is evolving. Getting to know them as they "grow up" and experience marriage, motherhood and careers. Our horizons have broadened and it's made us more interesting, and we can still share that crazy silly side of us that reigned supreme while we were students.

Cole - what a gorgeous kid!

Look at me! I'm blogging!

Yes, I've decided to join the masses and blog. Hopefully, it will be good for all the people around this globe to check out the life and times of the Isaak family. You'll be able to see pictures and gain insight to the inner workings of this not so perfect mom. I'm sure there will be many fun stories of my son, Cole who is perfect in every way, except when he's not.