"Helping the environment. You're welcome."

Just when I thought her acting was super annoying and vanilla in THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM, she does something like this and totally redeems herself.
http://www.juliastilesstyles.com/Styles_by_Stiles.html

Just the Beginning

It's only been two and a half months, but already Evan and I can barely remember our lives and who we were before Miller started creating memories with us. This parenting identity is both automatic and earned as we wake each new day and love on this little man. It's all new to us, to me, and my heart stretches every morning just to make room to soak it all in.

For myself, it almost brings me to tears each day when I watch Evan solidify his place as a Daddy for Miller. With just a simple shared smile, I melt.

I am learning.

I am loving.

I am melting.

Dreaming of sweaters...

Oh Anthropologie.com how you tease me so. Anyone want to go on a thrift store hunt with me to find knock offs 30 years older and 90% cheaper?

There are ants in my bathroom and I don't have the energy to hate them.

Enjoy some of Miller's latest strengths while I try to gather some of my own.

Productive tummy time:

Not hating his carseat... too much:

Vanity:

Using his words:

Being less of a bobble head:

Pretty soon it will be "Look at my latest Nobel Prize, Mom" and "Wow, another Peabody?!"

I'm loving all the tiny developments until then.

Welcome to the Newness

Welcome!

Technically, this is not a new blog.

But whatever is ahead is because of what was behind.

So welcome to today!

Welcome to the now!
Welcome to my adventure!

Enjoy it as much I do!

Currently, I am:

Tired

No longer puffy

In love

In one year...

It's been one year.
One year since I last typed into this.
One year since I last felt my heart break into a million pieces.
One year since I felt the most lost I ever want to feel or anyone should ever feel.
It's been one year.

This September 2009 Amy is...
Happy!
Challenged!
Loved!
Worthy!
In control!
and a Mother!
All things September 2008 Amy never saw possible.

I love proving her wrong.