the postcard project.

Cooper's first postcard is in the mail!


We travel a lot. I grew up taking trips with my family, many of which I don't remember or can remember bits and pieces when my parents tell me stories...


In an effort to help Cooper remember (and us too) we have decided to start what we are calling, the postcard project.


Every trip that we take with Cooper, we will mail him a postcard describing the highlights of that trip.


Postcard #1: A souvenir postcard from Toomer's Drugs. This drugstore is considered an Auburn landmark and is famous for its fresh squeezed lemonade. I loved the lemonade (Rick did not).


We aren't exactly sure what we will do with these postcards. For now we will collect them in a photo box but eventually they will end up in a photo album or a creative artsy-craftsy project that I will invent. We shall see... we already have more trips planned (which means more postcards!) to Key West and Chicago.


Cooper was born to travel! He did so well on our flight back. This time he had just eaten an hour ago so he didn't get fed nor did he suck on his pacifier. He laughed and giggled while Grandad talked to him. He did awesome on take off, landing and everything in between. If he could eat ice cream, I would've gotten him the biggest scoop!

baby's first tailgate

Cooper had a lot of firsts this weekend.


First airplane ride. First dip in a swimming pool. First dip in a whirlpool (don't worry it wasn't set very hot and we only let him put his toes in). First postcard (more about this later). First tailgate. First football game. First loss. :(


I am still pretty bummed LSU lost. But if I had to pick, an awesome plane ride or LSU winning, I think I would've gone with an awesome plane ride. Coop did so good! I fed him on the way up and he slept the rest of the flight.


I am learning more and more about Cooper's personality. He is definitely a laid back, sort of go with the flow kinda guy.


When Grandad and Coop got in the pool yesterday you could see his brow furrow like he wasn't too sure about it but still soaked it all in. I think the temperature threw him for a loop, which is why we let him put his toes in the whirlpool. He definitely liked that more. I am sooo thankful he is not one of those babies that screams at the first sign of something new! It seems that so long as he is eased into new situations, he takes to them.


I count my blessings everyday. I know we hit the jackpot with this little man.

a stomach bug hits hard.

This has been quite the week.

Monday evening I started feeling really funny in my belly. I didn't think anything of it considering I had a C-section 6 weeks prior and just went back to work. I figured, becoming active again was working out the kinks in my belly from the surgery...

Long story, short I ended up in and out of the bathroom throughout the night and all the next 2 days!!! Some stomach bug. I went to the doctor on Tuesday morning and was so dehydrated, I had to get a bag of iv fluids. Thursday, I felt well enough to go back to school but by the end of the day my belly was all weird again. Friday, I felt even better in the morning but by the afternoon pretty run down.

We had tickets to VCU's Black and Gold Ball and reservations at the Hard Shell for dinner Friday night. I was so bummed I was feeling so crappy because I had been looking forward to this for a few weeks now, even though it meant leaving Cooper for the first time. Rick rented a tux and I bought a new dress. Mom and I were even getting our hair done!

Somehow, my body must have known because as soon as we sat down at the Hardshell, I started feeling a little better. 

We ended up having a blast. Spending almost the entire night learning/playing craps. Can't wait to go to Vegas to try out my new dice rolling skills!

It was the perfect night out!

Where do I even begin?

My life has changed more than I could ever have imagined and now I really do have all the good excuses for why I haven't been keeping up with this blog. Ironically, at the time when I need to be giving it even more attention to report all the amazing changes that are happening...


Like how Cooper smiled for the first time. Not the gassy kind of smile but the face and eyes light up kind of smile. And how instantly, I cried. I can't even explain the joy that was in my heart when he looked up with that toothless grin and giggled. (I hear this is the "mom bug" that is unavoidable. I  still swore I wasn't going to be that weepy/sappy mother.)

Or how Delaney's face lit up when she met him for the first time. She was so gentle with him like she knew how fragile he was and all she could talk about was how cute he is. And when she was ready to stop sharing her Grandad and Goose and Mommy with Cooper she would say "Cooper wants you Auntie."

These little moments we have been witnessing seem so insignificant in the moment but yet are so special. I just hope with the help of this blog, I will be able to remember them all.


So here is my pledge, I vow to blog at least once a week. I am going to schedule 30 minutes to dedicate to this blog Sunday evenings to make it a priority. Not just for you, but for Cooper and for his mother who never thought she would catch the mom bug.