23 November 2012

{this moment}


{this moment} - a Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.


Inspired by: Soulemama

17 November 2012

::What a Week::

This week has been a stressful one for the Tatum family (including the extended). Earlier in the week a gale front slowly began to build, finally giving way to massive shit storm right in the middle of our week. Broken cars, sick babies, speeding tickets, forgotten ID's, empty wallets, and melt downs are just a few of the words to describe this tiring week. Kevin did all he could to keep me uplifted, however, by Wednesday I felt defeated and ready to throw in the towel. Life had won, again. I was prepared to drop out of school 6 months before graduation, get a job in a sweat factory working 12 hour days for minimum wage, while still knowing that none of it would matter because we were all going to die for poorness anyways.(If you haven't already figured it out, I am quite the pessimist and a huge drama queen.) 


But just as it always does, things worked themselves out  (as my husband always says they will). Our family stepped up for one another; switching cars, taking buses, lending money, sacrificing wants over needs and becoming stronger with each selfless act. I couldn't be more proud and lucky to have the amazing wonderful family that I have here in Washington. Thank you Tatum's, Walker, Ready, and Buchanan for all of your sacrifices and help to get us all through this crazy week:-)

The boys working hard one one of the many broken Tatum cars.
Photo courtesy of Alana Tatum

So enough with the icky stuff. Lets talk about the good great points of this week.

Sunday, November 11, 2012 was  Veterans Day. Kev and I took advantage of our vet status, and headed out to a lovely dinner with our amazing family for a delicious and free meal. Despite some of the stresses from earlier in the day we all had a fantastic time and thoroughly enjoyed each other's company!



Thursday, November 15, 2012 was my big 25th birthday. I am now a quarter of century old and fully capable of renting a car at normal prices. I had no real expectation for this day, especially with the weeks earlier events, and I was ok with that. However, my day turned out to be much more spectacular than I could have ever imagined! Let me show you in pictures, how great it was!




Homemade Vegetarian Eggs Benedict birthday breakfast by my one and only amazing husband.
My awesome, fanstasical, and amazing new Cricut Expression for all of my crafting needs!
A delicious fondue dinner at the Melting Pot with my amazing family!

Remember the the beautiful vintage sewing machine I fell in love with at a garage sell, back in September (Lacuna)

Yeah, this one ^^^^^^^



Well guess who is now the proud owner of that 1912 Vintage Damascus Grand!





Be still my beating heart!

My husband is truly amazing!

I say this all the time, but I am truly the luckiest woman in the world to be loved the way I am. My family is certainly the best a girl could ever ask for!

When having Kameron I had decided that I would be back at my pre-pregnancy (before Kaydence) weight by my birthday. I have had a few bumps in the road of my weight loss, and having gained 60lbs between my two pregnancies hasn't helped. I lost a decent amount of pregnancy weight my first 2 months postpartum, but I have been stuck for the last 8 months at a weight I can't stand. So in the last 8 weeks I have stepped up my game; eating healthy, counting calories, and staying active. And I am proud to say that I have successfully lost 25lbs in the last 8 weeks, with only 19 to go until I reach my goal.  I have been busting my butt and giving it my all, so I am very excited to see my hard work paying off.



I will close this up for know, but I have lots of updates on the kiddos. I will do that this weekend, so keep an eye out! Until then, remember to stay optimistic. Everything will work itself out!

When the road gets bumpy. Don't get grumpy. Be optimistic. And smile, smile, smile!
When you're sad and blue. Don't you worry, you. It'll be alright. Just smile, smile, smile!
::Written by yours truly in my military days. Maybe I should listen to my own words!::

Happy Saturday Everyone!



09 November 2012

{A Moment In Time}

*knock knock, knock knock*
Come in! Come in Daddy, come in!

It is now 9:45pm. Bedtime was at 7:30pm, and here we are 2 hours and 15 minutes later and Kaydence is no more asleep than she was 2 hours ago. Kev and I are both tired, past the point of frustration and more than ready to finally relax. 

*knock knock, knock knock*
Daddy, where are you daddy? Daddy I can not see you daddy!

I glance over to Kevin, signaling to him that I've got it this time. I immediately put on my serious face and head up the stairs more than prepared to turn on my stern mama voice, and tell her to get her little butt back in that bed right now.

but of course that is not the way it played out.

The minute I open the door and cross the threshold into her room, I hear the sweetest little voice exclaim...

Mama, I just don't want to be scared anymore!
Will you please cuddle with me, Mama!

My mama heart immediately turned to jello. I picked up my sweet little girl and made a pallet of blankets and pillows on the floor. I cuddled up next to her; Holding her tightly, kissing her sweetly and singing softly in her ear, until we both fell asleep.

We marvel at our children's firsts. Documenting every detail; their first step, their first tooth, their first word. But we never really think about their lasts. The last time Kaydence called her favorite stuffed animal "Wa Wa" because she wasn't able to pronounce Violet yet. The last time she indicated she was hungry by mouthing "Nom Nom" instead of "Mommy can you get me some food." The defining moment when her eyes changed from deep blue to vibrant brown. Someday Kaydence is just going to want me to go away. At some point, she isn't going to want me to sing her a bedtime song or kiss her goodnight. And at that moment I will be left, desperately grasping for the memory of the last time I cuddled with my little girl. A time when she was still small enough to fit in my arms and innocent enough to believe that I could kiss her pain away. The "last" moments are flying by. They are fading quickly and before we know it they are going to be a distant, fuzzy memory with no clear, defining point of when they vanished.



So as I laid there with my angel in in my arms, I tried to take in every detail of this one simple moment. The way her hair smelled, the sound of her deep steady breathing, and the the way her smooth baby soft skin felt against mine. I held onto this brief period of time trying to reinforce the memory; in hopes that I can recall its every detail 10 years from now. She relaxed, cuddled close, melted into my arms, and quickly fell asleep. In her Mama's arms she was safe from her 2 year old fears. At that moment in time I was her hero, and she will forever and always be my little princess.



01 November 2012

Halloween 2012

Halloween has come and gone, and what a great Halloween it was. 

Earlier this week Kev and I carved our pumpkins. I, sticking to what I know, went with the traditional pumpkin carving and used Kameron as my inspiration. 



Kev, on the other hand, broke out the carving tools for his third year of pumpkin carving.




 Each year he gets better and better, and I am thinking of trying my hand in pumpkin carving next year.


2010 is by far my most favorite pumpkin, done by Kevin.


I have spent the better half of the last week turning scraps of fabric, tulle, elastic, zippers, yarn, and thread into decent costumes and trick-or-treat bags. After the birth of Kaydence, I made a promise to myself that I would home make all of my kids costumes. I have a sewing machine, knowledge of sewing and the creativity needed to produce trick-or-treating masterpieces, so why be ordinary when I could be extraordinary and original!





Usually, each year I begin costume making with overwhelming excitement and exuberance but hours into my project I am usually a disheveled fool, cursing like a sailor and ripping thread from the arm hole I just sewed shut. Surprisingly this year was quite the opposite. The sewing went quickly, the errors where few, and my potty mouth was pretty much non-existent. Aside from my procrastination, resulting in late nights the past few days, I would say costume making was fairly easy this year. I am hoping this is a sign of my improved sewing skills, and future ease. 


Halloween Trick-Or-Treat Bags


I kept this years costumes a secret just as I have the past two years. I recognize that I have a short window of time to be the creative mastermind behind the kids Halloween costumes. I have given myself three years per child to create my own ideas of their costumes before I believe their desires and wants will speak up. I have had this years costumes planned out since Kameron was born, so I was excited to finally turn my ideas into reality. The costumes were simple, nothing over the top, and just perfect for my family for four. 


Wilma and Pebbles
Barney and Bam Bam




Due to the weather (and my desire to show off our costumes in the light) we went to the mall for trick-or-treating. Kaydence kept a ten foot distance from anyone in a mask or with face paint, but seemed to really enjoy the experience. Kameron was a little sponge soaking up all of the colors, noises, smells, and people he could. Kev and I had a blast being willing participants in the kids lives. Dressing up with them makes us feel as though we are showing them that we want to be apart of their world. This isn't just mommy and daddy taking them trick-or-treating; this is mommy, daddy, Kaydence and Kameron all dressing up and participating in the Halloween festivities together. They won't remember what they were for Halloween each year, but they will remember mommy and daddy ALWAYS being active participants in their lives. Which I think is the key to successful parenting.







Hope everyone had a safe and very Happy Halloween!