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Thank you for visting my blog. When I started this blog, it was just the vehicle for which I had hoped to share photos of our life in Chicagoland with our loved ones, but it has turned into so much more for me. Life is ever evolving in our household and time no longer stands still. Every moment is precious and worthy of being captured and treasured. In addition, through my love of the camera, I have had the opportunity to meet and also capture moments in others' lives. It is my hope, with this blog, that when my memory fails me, the words and photos on this blog will remind of where we were. History...Through My Glass...

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Rain Day

Roan's daycare provider had an emergency today so he spent all day with Choua. He's been loving "The Fox and the Hound" lately, but I thought he was due for some fresh air. I also wanted to get some pictures of him in his little rain boots. He loves these little boots.

I really need to work on my photography. I just learned a few things, but Roan moves around so much and never is facing the camera so I get a lot of shots with him running away. And in the picture above, I am trying so hard to get a facing pciture of him, I forget about placement. Doesn't the car in the background ruin the picture? I guess the only way to learn is to keep taking pictures.

Roan has been active all of his life. I remember when I went for the big ultrasound, the doctor looked around and then said, "Everything looks good," and started putting the instruments away. With my bladder still about to explode, I say to him, "Don't I get a profile picture?" My OB tells me that our baby was too active. He's been into twirling around in circles lately--to the point that he falls down. This always reminds me of the very first ultrasound I had, when he was still a little bean. All I could see was him spinning around so fast.

I need to crop the photo to the right a bit, but I have to move my PS Elements over to our new PC. All I have is the software that came with my camera.

I layered his hair a little so that it would have some shape to it. I'm pretty proud of myself since I didn't think that he'd sit still long enough for me to do it. It's not great, but it was free.

What the heck...why not one more? It's fuzzy...again...but he's just so darn cute!

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Having one of those nights...

I feel so weak and lonely.

On a funny and happy note, Roan did something so funny tonight. After his bath, I had him covered in his towel and carrying him upstairs he tooted so loud. He laughed so loud, I couldn't help myself. We laughed all the way up the stairs.

Monday, April 23, 2007

Frustration with Being Mommy...

It's often bittersweet. I couldn't wait until Roan could roll over, sit up, crawl, walk, and finally talk. I found that each milestone was not only accompanied by relief, but equally, some grief. Even sleeping through the night had it's disadvantages--if I didn't hear him wake up or make a sound, I worried that somehow, something horrible might have happened to him so I worry myself awake for hours.

Yesterday, we went to a late Easter Egg Hunt/Party and Roan kept running out into the road. I was so frustrated with him. Later that evening, as I was watching Extreme Home Makeover, I realized how grateful I should be. The little boy and his dad were both paralyzed from the neck down. I found myself feeling so sad for both of them--the little boy because every little boy should run around and cause trouble and the dad for the obvious but moreso because as a parent, you just want your child to be normal. I don't want to and can't imagine my little active boy still for one minute.

I am so comforted by his love for me. It feels good to be #1. I know that he will never love me like this again, or at least show me like this. It's the best feeling in the world, when I open the door and hear his heavy little feet running down the hallway to greet me. His giggle, his hug...thank you, God. He's my own, real miracle!