My UNGLUED Saturday – all dressed in OWENge

20 09 2012

When I wear OWENGE I have always felt like I was wearing a coat of armor.  And this weekend was no different, but I learned that even suited up in armor isn’t enough to protect you from life’s woes.  I am reading the newest book by Lysa TerKeurst called Unglued and participating in an online bible study with about 14,000 other people who have also had unglued days in their life.  Talk about reassurance.  This book which I know God brought into my life to give some perspective to the chaos that I feel like I’m having is going to be great for me, I just know it!

So onto this past Saturday.  Tucker and I were awoken by our barking dog, for the umpteenth time lately before 6.  Bogey has been acting very anxiously lately and was pretty sick with the runs last week, I jumped out of bed trying to hush him before he woke up Tucker…fat chance that 14 lb dog barks like a 200 lb dog – the beast was awoken from his slumber to add to the MILLION things that I had to get done that morning to get ready for Brigg’s & Al’s Run/Walk for Children’s Hospital of WI in a few hours.  In a perfect world I’d get up get things gathered and packed, car ready, and myself ready all before Tucker woke up – he’d awake smiling and eat a hearty breakfast and we’d have left our house with my sister and cousins by 8:30 meet my other cousin at the parking lot, get to the registration booth hand in my pledges with the printed sheet I needed to hand in with them, get in the team picture, and march with our other Warriors down the streets of Milwaukee.  I’d cry a little bit and not have to make a pit stop, it would be 65 degrees, and it would be a magical day.  Here is where life becomes unglued and then I’ll tell how God put perspective in my life.

don’t be fooled by that cute little face, he’s a monster! (:

As I said Thank You Bogey for waking Tucker up at the same time I woke up, and not stop barking all morning.  Thank you Bogey for taking 25 minutes out of my morning to walk around the yard to NOT poop when I know you had to, and to incessively do naughty things, like knock Tucker over to get food out of his hands, bite at my shoes that are on my feet, and bark and bark and bark and cause me to completely flip out yelling at you more times in one morning that your entire life – I know it was a lot because Tucker shook his little finger on Bogey’s nose and said “No No Bobo”  I immediately felt awful, knowing that I have only control over me.  I offered to sell Bogey 4 times in the 2 hours that we were at home before leaving.  I wonder if there were any FB takers would I really have done it – naw he’s the best snuggler in the house.

So on the story goes – btw I am exactly ONE month from my due date, hormones may have played a role in the morning (: The crew starting showing up and Tucker was eating breakfast watching Elmo and the YouTube Elk video simultaneously, in his diaper making a mess.  I was running around like a crazy girl, trying to get the seats in the minivan down, emptying the week’s worth of stuff I’ve collected out of it to make room for everyone.  I on a hunch, (a bit of silver lining here) decided to check the wheels of Tucker’s stroller only to find that they were all flat.  Thank you Tricia for helping me out, but the fancy air compressor that we got had no nozzle to fill bike tires, we tried a number of different ones and then grabbed the air compressor that we were going to return and just haven’t gotten around to doing it yet and thankfully it had one.  Crisis averted and the wheels were filled – eating into the negative amount of time I had though.  I threw things in Tucker’s diaper bag making sure that I had some fruit snacks, an extra outfit, diapers, sippy cup, water, parents you know the kid stuff.  I was trying to get myself ready and fed, and make sure everyone had what they needed to fuel up.  Tucker has been battling a runny nose for about a week, and in the midst of my rage at the dog I asked my sister to get a Ziploc baggie and put some puffs in it, mind you I meant the melt in your mouth salty snack kind, not the Puffs Kleenex box on our kitchen table.  Our 8:30 departure quickly turned into 9’ish’ and I realized that I forgot to print out my pledge form and we have no working printer at our house, no computer at Jim & Bunny’s and no time to stop at work to print it.  Fudge.  (Not what I actually said, many many many times that morning).  We were on our way, my cousin offered to drive the minivan and just past the first exit on the highway she noticed we have no gas, Thank You Eric who used it the day before, so even though we’re late running out of gas would inevitably make us later.  We pulled off filled up and were on our way.  We flew down the highway making really good time and pulled off on our exit to get to the Summerfest grounds to find standstill traffic and everyone wearing shirts for the walk/run too.  We were many blocks from the parking lots.  We didn’t want to deal with the shuttle, so my cousin was going to meet us at the lot and hop in the van drop us off at the start line and park the van where her car was parked.  We finally got to the first intersection before the river and were told to take a left, now mind you I knew that we shouldn’t take a left going away from the third ward into downtown, but this advice came from someone who lived down there so we took a left and headed through the streets of downtown towards the walk only for my cousin to realize that we were heading in the wrong direction, we turned to go back to where we were and as we turned down every street it was getting blocked off for BLOCKS and BLOCKS!  At this point Tucker started to get antsy, I told them no big deal, LeAnne just give him some puffs, he just needs a snack.  Her face turned white and she busted out laughing, (refer back to the Puffs packaging before) and told me that she wondered why I wanted the puffs in a Ziploc and since I was so hormonal and yelling all morning she didn’t want to rock my boat anymore.  BAHAHAHA, it was so funny we all had to laugh, thank goodness we had an emergency bag of fruit snacks it held him over.  After the 9th street in a row being blocked off, and Tucker passing smelly gas that we were sure was a giant poop, a very full pregnant bladder, and the realization that the race started in 9 minutes, I had had enough, and I said, “okay guys, I’m done, we’re not walking, we’re not going, we’re just done…we’re going home it wasn’t meant to be.  I’ll give you guys your entry fee back and buy breakfast.”  LeAnne tapped my shoulder and said that my cuz really wanted to run, so we decided that we’d drop her off and pick her up at the end.  We got to the Marquette Campus right by the Al Meguire Center and God revealed to us a street parking spot a block from the walk!  We parked the car and cuz said that we should all go, she’s running and will be done way before us walkers and she’d cab it back get the car and pick us up at the end.  We all agreed that would work.  We packed all our stuff in the bottom of the stroller put the camera around someone’s neck and headed to the walk hoping to catch up with our team.  Pit stop first, Thank God the Al Meguire Center was open – we got to go in a FLUSH bathroom with running water, soap AND a changing station!  We got everyone drained and walked into the sunshine, and we got to the street we saw our OWENGE banner coming down the road …Really God???  You are AWESOME – I stopped for a moment gave my thanks to God and joined our team.  Our team captain said that I appeared out of the bushes or something, and to be quite honest, Mandy was kinda right!  We planned on meeting a few friends where our team was meeting before the race started.  They all stopped by and didn’t see us, so they left to join their respective teams.  We started the walk and all of a sudden I heard my name, I look to the right and there were my two girlfriends walking we waved over the fenced median and smiled.  Another one of my college friends walks for her son, a Children’s Champion, with her family…WAS walking RIGHT in front of us!  We hugged and exchanged hellos and I said hello to her mom who worked with my Godmother for years and years at the bank.  What a nice surprise.  Then we looked over to the right again and my cousins best friend was there!  Come on God, seriously another blessing for us?

I looked around and found my perspective, here I was one of 14,000 people marching down the streets of Milwaukee, pushing my healthy toddler and carrying my almost full term healthy baby in my belly.  I live the ideal life right now.  My family and I were marching on a team that celebrated the short life of one little boy, who’s legacy has far outlived the 6 months he spent on earth.  I immediately began to cry, looking at all the green shirts, those shirts represented a kid who was treated at Children’s Hospital and survived, they are Children’s Champions.  I glanced around again and saw other teams like ours, who are walking in memory of a child who wasn’t able to be cured in the walls of Children’s, my heart broke for each of those families, and for my friend Mel – I prayed then that they may find a similar comfort that she has found in the midst her tragedy.  Owen was  a warrior of God, and through his last gift of organ donation he saved 2 or more families the heartache Mel and Doug endured May 26th, 2011.  I remember the feeling of overwhelming gratitude last year for what God has blessed me with, and it was compounded with all my screaming and yelling I did before the walk.  It was hot, it was supposed to be 69-72 degrees and ended up being 85, and when we stopped to get our annual team picture in front of the orange sculpture, I had to make a pit stop, again Thank You God that the Betty Brinn was open and had FLUSH toilets!!!  The team waited for me while I waddled to the bathroom and waddled back – but it was worth it, don’t we look goooooood??  

We turned the corner and headed down the hill to the end of the walk, this pregnant mama was one tired pup.  We got our family walkers picture and I spotted another mom in our group had Puffs, it was lunch time and we were out of snacks – I asked if we could have a few puffs, and she gave us some and a cookie – it was a flourless oatmeal monster cookie and honestly it was the VERY BEST cookie I’ve ever had in my life!  Tricia, LeAnne and I all took a little bite and gave the rest to Tucker who devoured it.  We got a hold of Cuz and the roads were JUST starting to open again the traffic was nuts, she’d never get all the way down to the summerfest grounds, we said we’d meet her a few blocks up closer to downtown.  So we walked and walked a bit more, decided to meet at the Starbucks and Tucker and I bought everyone a nice cold drink, got our stuff in the car some shorts on Tucker and headed home.  Tucker zonked out 3 minutes before we hit the driveway, we wanted a full family shot and no one was there to take it, so we improvised and had Tricia take one, and LeAnne take the other and I’d photoshop one of them in the other picture…turned out pretty good if I do say so myself!

I love our shirts this year, we dyed them orange and a picture of Owen’s actual hand print is on each of our backs.  It’s so special to me.  After family picture I put Tucker down in his bed.  We have moved him to a big boy mattress that is on the floor and everyday it’s getting harder and harder for me to get up and down from it, I kept my shoes on and walked into his room and stepped on the bed set him down and left the room, grabbed the monitor from our room and walked out the doorway to notice a GIANT pile of dog poop on my carpet.  (remember when I said I took Bogey outside 3 times with no success full well knowing he actually had to go – I was right)  On the bright side it was solid and the runs had passed through his system.  Leanne brought me the carpet spray, a bag, and paper towel, I picked up and cleaned the big terd to notice a smaller ‘piece’ of a terd in front of Tucker’s door.  Oh poo, I checked my shoe and sure enough poop in my shoe treads.  I open Tucker’s door and see poop foot prints on the wood floor, on the pad around his mattress and I was sure on his bedsheet.  He was snoring away, so I took off my shoes and scrubbed the poop out of the floor, took the pad into the laundry room and waited for him to wake up to change the sheet.  I called my SIL who has a steam vac and had her bring it over.  Tucker slept for 3.5 hours, after he woke up we went on the front porch and when Eric got home I had him  steam the back hallway, wash the pad and change Tucker’s sheets.  I didn’t have the heart to be mad at the dog, he hadn’t pooped for 2 days since the runs stopped, I hollered at him more in one morning that I had ever yelled at him before, (and he knew I wasn’t happy which I think heightened his anxiety) and my cousins dog spent the day at our house too.  It was just one big recipe for dog poop disaster.  I sat with ice on my lower back for a while that day and was literally beat for a couple days after, actually today is the first day I’m feeling up to par again, as par as I can be 3.5 weeks from my due date.

Saturday was a great day, I came unglued many many times, but God helped me to find ways to patch it up and show me that even though everything seems like it’s unraveling, in the end, it works out.  We had a nice family night on Saturday, there are only a few of those left before we add our baby girl to the mix and begin a whole new chapter in our life.

Here some other pictures from the walk…it was a great day to honor the cutest little chunky monkey whose smile has been imprinted on my heart forever!

Couldn’t have done it without my awesome family!

The world’s best family helpers!!

Tucker was such a trooper he walked about a 1/3 of the walk.

Buzz Williams was the first to get nugs.

Tucker was so excited to give nugs out – it’s his new thing!

I couldn’t have done it without her!

So excited to cross the finish line!!

Dear Tucker,
Wowsers, what a day Saturday was.  I realized again how smart and observant you are when you scolded bogey like I was.  Your dad and I really need to watch everything that we say and do around you…how can we be at that point already?  You were such a good boy for our second Brigg’s & Al’s Run/Walk.  You walked well, you rode in the stroller well and you even got a Starbucks non-caffeinated treat when we were all done.  I am so grateful that all your aliments so far have been minor enough to keep you at St. Joes when you were born, and just colds and bumps and bruises through 21 months.  You got to wear a white shirt that we dyed orange, and have such a great smiley disposition on life.  It’s been a busy week since the walk and you’ve really handled everything so well, this mom loves that God gave us the privilege to raise you.  You make me smile, scream, and laugh on a regular basis with the new things you learn everyday.  I can’t wait to see what our future has in store for us!  Oh Tuckey-roo, I love you so much I can barely handle it, I just want to kiss and squeeze those cheeks a million jillion times!  Thanks for being just the very best boy ever!


10 Week Awareness Challenge

4 05 2012

So I’ve seen a lot of great challenges out there that I have been very interested in, and lately I have been having these crazy vivid pregnancy dreams, (my friend Amanda can vouch) and I had one last night that called me to do more.  Oddly enough there are people from all over the world reading about our family, I don’t know if this will do anything or not, but I feel like it’s my calling right now.

There are a million different Awarness things out there, and since I was introduced to Mel’s blog a year ago, I have been so much more intrigued by blogs.  I have come across a lot of them, and have also become so much more aware of what their Awareness or Heart Org is.  (Heart Org is an organization that is at the heart of each of these blogs).   Every Friday for the next 10 weeks I am going to use my blog to bring Awareness to a cause or Heart Org that has touched me through reading other people’s blogs and my own experiences.

I hope that you learn more about each of these Heart Orgs, and are moved to do something in your own way to promote, fund raise, or just pray for the individuals and families that are living these awareness’s.

30 Day Giving Challenge – Day 23

23 11 2011

It’s been a pretty tough time for quite a few people in my life.  So today in my giving, I’d like to ask each of you to give a few moments of your day and pray for our family friends.

Brad & Barb Courtney have been friends of our family for a very long time and a few days ago Brad’s brother suddenly passed away returning home from business.  His obituary was beautifully written and my mom said the service was a great celebration of a Godly man.   Courtney, Robert W., Jr. Went to see Jesus on November 18, 2011, at the age of 58. Survived by his wife Anne (nee Bradley), sons John (Siugi), James and Robert III, brother Brad (Barbara), nieces Brooke, Sarah, and Megan, and father Robert (Eunice) Courtney. Preceded in death by his mother Frances.  In lieu of flowers, memorials in Bob’s name can be made to Eastbrook Church-Missions or Campus Crusade for Christ (CRU). Bob was president of Courtney Industrial Battery. He was dedicated to spreading the hope and love of the Lord Jesus Christ around the world. “For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith and this is not of ourselves, it is the gift of God” Ephesians 2:8

I pray that when it is my turn, that people can say that I was dedicated to spreading the hope and love of the Lord.

Another very long time family friend of ours, has recently found out that his cancer has returned, after not too long in remission.  He is a wonderful man, husband, father, grandfather, and friend.

I pray that if cancer or illness strikes me I have the comfort of troves of family and friends to comfort and pray for me.

My friend Mel had a recent blog about Thanksgiving.  “Thanksgiving marks the first of events that I’ll be remembering what it had been like when Owen was alive.  He never had a birthday … there wasn’t a comparison of what it used to be like.  I didn’t feel the weight of memories of what it was like when he was there.  Last year, we were at the NICU early in the morning.  Doug and I arguing over how to install the car seats.  Mom and Dad came over with steak dinners and we watched the parade for my sister and brother who were marching in the Macy’s Day parade.  Owen was here for a Thanksgiving.  He lived through one and frankly, he should still be here for this one. Then Saturday is the 6 month anniversary of his death.  Then in two weeks after that he’ll be gone longer than he was alive.  boom boom boom  Right in a row.  Owen was alive for 196 days.  He’ll be gone for 196 days on 12/12/11.” Mel is learning everyday and is an amazing mom, but could use a few extra prayers this Thanksgiving.

I pray that if tragedy struck my baby I could be as selfless as Mel and Doug have been, and turn to God and know that through Him all things are possible.  And that I could turn my energies to doing good in my child’s name rather than concentrating on everything that I cannot hold in this world.

My friends’ grandpa/dad has been waiting for a major heart surgery for a few weeks.  The surgery is coming up and they will be taking care of him and their grandma/mom during recovery in their house.  They are such wonderful giving people who I am so glad that I have gotten the pleasure of knowing and working on OWENGE events with.

I pray that my and Eric’s children/grandchildren love us enough to help us through difficult times in whatever the capacity calls for.

So in each of these instances there are many blessings, but tears, sorrow, and sadness as well.  Please pray for our friends, so today I give the small platform that I have to ask for prayers in my friends’ time of need.

Thank you and Happy Giving!

Whada Weekend!

22 11 2011

This was a crazy busy exhausting inside and out kinda weekend.  I had the day off on Thursday and made a day to get things done with Mel and the triplets…it was the first Little Warriors Event on Saturday.  It was a much busier day than if I would have been at work, we did errands with all three babies, and Mel was a Buy Buy Baby virgin so we HAD to stop there.  Then we went back to the house and she helped me work on some craft Christmas presents from Tucker.  I was EXHAUSTED after my day ‘off’ (:

On Friday I had a really busy day at work and my niece came over for an unexpected visit, which we LOVED and E, Tucker and I played cars on the kitchen floor for a while, it was so fun.   Tucker got up around 11:40 pm or so on Friday night and played the up down game in his crib and was finally down until Bogey heard a coyote outside and began barking incessantly to which Tucker leaped up in his crib and yelled out Boooooggg Booooogg (which is how he says bogey) it was so funny that I could not resist getting him.  He decided to party for over 2 hours until I decided that it was no longer safe for me to be ‘watching’ him so sleepily and I put him in his crib after a bottle 2 diaper changes and a lot of playing.  He eventually passed out THANK GOD!

On Saturday I woke up tired but running on adrenaline and pure excitement.  Eric hung out with Tucker and fed him breakfast so I could shower and actually get myself ready.  I was out the door and ready to caravan over to the blue school for the first Little Warriors Christmas ornament drive.  Because I know Mel personally I know how agonizing it has been to decide how the money that has been given in Owen’s name should be spent and how she could organize something that would make Owen proud.  She has bounced a number of ideas off of me, and honestly I have loved them all…some more than others, but they have all been great ideas.  But the idea behind Little Warriors is her Picasso masterpiece.  When Mel & Doug made the decision to donate Owen’s organs they knew that his gift would multiply and help out many others.  This is the Picasso behind Little Warriors, to continue to help others in the capacity that they need.  In the book of Matthew, Jesus said, “I was hungry. And you gave me something to eat. I was thirsty. And you gave me something to drink. I was a stranger. And you invited me in. I needed clothes. And you gave them to me. I was sick. And you took care of me. I was in prison. And you came to visit me…’ “Anything you did for one of the least important of these brothers of mine, you did for me.'”  Through each event everyone involved is making a difference and giving to someone who needs it, and being able to see the face of God through their good deed.  Families piled into Summitview Elementary school to work with their kids to make 5 different kinds of crafts for the 1300 low-income seniors and disabled adults that the Interfaith Organization of Waukesha serve.  We called them their grandfriends.  Each ornament went to someone who would most likely not have gotten anything this year.  Also it gave families an opportunity to do something fun and parents to teach their kids about what they are doing…as one blog reader of Mel’s said, “it was a big deal for my 5 year old to make something and leave it there”…what a great way to introduce them to giving and a gateway to show them how blessed they truly are.  Afterwards we went to Costco and grocery shopping with Mel and Jaden.  I had every intention of helping stuff OWENGE merchandise orders, but had to duck out after grocery shopping, I was exhausted and really missed my Tot, I know Mel was exhausted too.  I felt so blessed that I could watch Owen’s good work continue to unfold.  I am sure Mel’s gears are already in overdrive contemplating the next Little Warriors event and I will let you all (all 3 of you that read this) about it too, if you’re in the area come join us!

On Sunday Eric and I both went our separate ways to church…Tucker is what I call a God mutt, he was baptized Lutheran and my family is active in our church and the Gitters are active Catholics at their church, and Eric, Tucker and I worship at both churches.  But this Sunday I had Sunday School, Eric had off and Jim & Bunny were going in the morning, which worked out perfectly.  It’s been a while since I have gotten to listen, really listen to a sermon…Tucker is good in church, but he’s so darn cute you just can’t help but watch him, even if it’s just watching him sleep through the sermon.  and I went by myself and really listened, I swear Pastor Jay knows too much about me, cause his sermons speak right to me!  I know I’m not the only one who thinks this…but the sermon was about doing good deeds for the right reason, become a sheep not a goat, do not do things to gain ‘points’.  Do good with your right hand without letting the left know.  I was just talking to Mel about this very thing on Wednesday.  It’s my weak point…I want encouragement…I often find great pleasure in being praised…I wonder if if that means that I am doing it for the wrong reasons.  I have to pray that I open my heart up and work in the name of the Lord, because it’s the right thing to do and let that be enough.  These were great words to hear this weekend.

Also on Sunday it was my turn to assist with the 2nd grade Sunday School class.  This is a service that I really didn’t want to do, my brother begged me to help him out and split the last open volunteer spot.  I reluctantly agreed, and I am actually really glad that I did, I do really enjoy working with the SoTH youth.  And it is such a different atmosphere than Children’s Church which I have been helping out with for years.  But this Sunday was the first rehearsal for the Youth Children’s Christmas Program.  I am NOT let me reiterate NOT pregnant but was a blubbering emotional mess watching all these kids, who most of them I have seen grow up in front of my very eyes, singing, ‘acting’, and praising God.  I am feverishly planning Tucker’s First Birthday and it seems like yesterday we brought him home from the hospital!  I feel like I am literally going to blink and he’s going to be in preschool walking into the church as a farm animal in this same Children’s Christmas program.   A fellow council member said to me that with the first it goes so fast and the second you’re wondering why they aren’t able to do the things your first can do.  hahaha…i bet that is true!  I rolled home in the late morning for  a snuggle with the dog, played with Tucker got him down for his afternoon nap and went up to work to do a few things that needed to get done.

It was a busy busy weekend indeed.  I slept like a log Sunday night, and Thank goodness it’s a short work week…Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

Dear Tucker,
This weekend was certainly a busy weekend, we were on the go a lot and you were such a good boy.  I love that God has brought so many opportunities into our lives that allow us to give to others.  No matter how we do, with money or time or crafts or smiles we are able to give others so much.  I am a Christian in the making and learning new things everyday just like you, I strive to be a near perfect follower of God but quite often fall short.  But that’s okay God doesn’t expect perfection from us.  But he does expect us to try our best, and your dad and I both feel the same way about you.  And if we expect it from you, then it is only right that we lead by example.  You’re growing up so fast, this weekend you’ve begun to communicate better what you’re wanting with words coupled with actions, and before you know it, you’ll be walking.  Life is changing so fast and getting better by the minute, you are wearing me out faster, but at the end of the day it’s just more adventures to give thanks for.  I love you Tuckey Tot, you’re the best boy ever!

30 Day Giving Challenge – Day 19

20 11 2011

Today I volunteered at the first Little Warriors event. I was so proud to I know that I made a difference for someone. It was a wonderful event that gave families the opportunity to teach their children how they are capable of doing something wonderful for someone who otherwise would get nothing. It’s a tremendous thing. So proud today to give my time and be a Little Warrior. Hope we did you proud Owen.

Planning the party of the year…literally…one year

11 11 2011

Wow…I can’t believe that I have to be in high gear planning mode for Tucker’s First Birthday party?  It seems like yesterday that I was trying to squeeze me and my GIANT belly into the crowded family table at Uncle Bill and Aunt Sandy’s last Thanksgiving.  Where does the time go?  It is just moving so fast that I can barely comprehend how VERY different our new normal really is now.  So here I am almost 1 year later planning a birthday party for our baby boy.  I hmm haw’ed about a ‘theme’ for his party for a few months now, I have this weird pulling towards all things pirates when I think of Tucker, but it just didn’t seem right.  So I thought and thought and poof – an epiphany…duh a GOLF theme.  We have so many golf things already and it’s right up Eric’s ally…it’s something that we can enjoy doing together.

The first step to planning any party is to dig into all that Pintrest has to offer.  There are COUNTLESS examples of every different kind of party decor you could imagine.  I stumbled upon the perfect party golf theme that someone else threw for their 3 year old.  And away I went with my Photoshop CS5 to create cutie patootie invites, water bottle labels, photo banners, cake, food, ect.  It’s going to be a really fun day!

Here’s a little sneak peak into the theme of the day.  Owenge and golf.  Great combo!

Some friends are going to come over and help me make some cake pop golf balls (in vanilla, chocolate, and pumpkin) some other friends are going to make cookies and a small cake for Tucker.  I am right now thinking of ways to keep A MILLION kids occupied and out of things that don’t belong to us, as we cannot fit close to 100 people into our house, so we will be using an offsite location.

I am sure you’re thinking 100 people for a 1 year old party is insane, well you’re right, but mine and Eric’s family is HUGE, and we have some awesome friends who have been really important in our lives and Tucker’s first year.  It wouldn’t be a party without them.  It’ll be close to Christmas so maybe we will have less, but less or more,  I can’t wait.

My only real concern is the mood of my child.  I pray for a good day with him, 99.9% of them are good, but every so often he becomes overwhelmed and I am sure everyone will want to hold him and oochie coochie him, I have no issues with that but he may.  I hope no one is offended if he is standoffish.  But come what may I am going to do what my friend Mel has taught me, “Let go and let God” all I can do is pray and do my best to make sure that he has a low key few days and good naps the days leading up too and the day of the party.  Do what a I can and let Jesus Take the Wheel on the rest.

I feel fortunate that we will get to celebrate Tucker’s first birthday period.  With dozens of family and friends period.  Our blessings are overflowing, and we are so grateful for all that the Lord has blessed us with.  Maybe this is a little over the top, but I’m a realist, this party is for everyone else.  The only memories Tucker will have of this day will be from the pictures he sees.  So Eric and I are going to make it a great day for us all with the help of our family and friends.  And we will carry the memory of the day with us forever.  It’s another great occasion for the Gitters…there is bound to be snow there…so if you’re one of the lucky 100 make sure you have a snow brush in your car!

Dear Tucker,
You’re first birthday is fast approaching!  I am jumping the gun a little bit as you will only be 11 months on Sunday, but we have a lot to plan for!  Your dad and I are working hard to create a fun day for all your family and friends to celebrate the day that you arrived on this earth.  It was  a joyous day filled with wonderful people.  I can’t believe how much you’ve changed.  You make our lives richer everyday.  Being your mom is just the very best job, and getting to plan your party is just a great perk.  I love to plan parties, I can’t wait til we can look back at the day and tell you the story of Tucker Turning One.  Maybe I’ll make into a picture book that we can read every year on your birthday.  Well until you’re too old to think that’s cool.  Your dad and I have to find a place for you’re growth chart I bought for you, it’s almost time to make the first mark on it.  wow!  You’re only a baby for a little bit more.  I love you and all the gifts you have given me. 

30 Day Giving Challenge – Day 10

11 11 2011

Today is our friend’s triplet’s first birthday.  We thought we’d send some birthday cheer to the triplets.  We did the best that we could, Tucker finds crumpling paper to be just about the coolest thing ever.

After about 20 shots this was the best one we could catch.  I love that sh*& grin he has on his face.  He was wearing his OWENGE onesie in honor of Owen.  So today we gave a picture to some good friends.  didn’t cost a cent and I know it was appreciated.  There are a million ways to give without spending money.  See if you can think of a few just off the top of your head.
Happy Giving!