22 weeks

Brrrrr!!! We spent the weekend in snowy cold Snowshoe, West Virginia! Blake was so excited to get a weekend of snowboarding and when people asked me what I was going to do, I wondered how on earth they didn’t get it. 3 days. In a cabin. With my dog. In front of the fireplace. Sipping hot cocoa. Reading a book. What’s not to love???  Not only that but Snowshoe has an adorable little town area with shopping, restaurants, and a Starbucks. What more do you need?

We packed up our suitcases and the dog and headed for the mountains with a friend of mine and her son. Conveniently, her son is learning to snowboard and Danielle isn’t much of a skier so I knew I would have a friend to hang with back at the cabin. Shadow was so cute on the drive up, he doesn’t mind riding in the car with us when we’re in Blake’s truck because he can lay down between us with his head in one of our laps but when he’s in my SUV he’s constantly back and forth between the back seat and the front center console.

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It’s like he just wants to be as close to us as possible, even if that means sitting in my lap in the passenger seat or trying to crawl on Daddy (which I prohibit because let’s be honest, that’s just slightly a distraction to him while he’s driving).

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Blake did his research and found us a great cabin that we rented through VRBO so we got it for a great deal and it was within walking distance to everything. We packed most of our groceries for the weekend but Preggers needed some ice cream and Blake made a special request for Chips Ahoy so we did end up making a few trips to the grocery store which was just a short walk down the street. Danielle and I also took puppy on a walk each afternoon in between lounging on the couch and taking a late afternoon nap. It was the best.

We also took daily walks to the little town area where all the restaurants and shops are. We had Shadow with us so we tested out his puppy-ness and tied up his leash to a post just outside of Starbucks. I wasn’t so sure how he’d do out there by himself but  when Baby wants a decaf hazelnut machiatto, mommy’s gotta get him one so I tied up Shadow’s leash, told him to stay and slowly walked into the store while checking back to look at him every 5 or 6 seconds to make sure he wasn’t biting, jumping, or getting stolen. Not surprisingly, he immediately made friends with every person that walked by and when they walked away he just laid there and waited for me.

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He also loved our cabin just as much as we did. He had his own little play area on the deck where Blake shoveled out an area of snow so he could play with his ball without it falling through the cracks of the deck and down to the first floor. He was also thrilled to have snow to play in again as it is apparently his favorite thing to roll in, play in, and eat.

The rest of our cabin was just perfect. Of course, why should I be surprised. Blake does his research. The cabin had two bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a great big living room with a large kitchen where Blake cooked our meals. It was the perfect place for morning coffee by the fire, afternoon naps, and long movies.

Danielle and I are also working on a project for the Strawberry Festival this year. She always works at the festival as a food vendor selling fresh-dipped chocolate covered strawberries and I had offered to help her with it. But we wanted to add another food item to her tent so we spent one afternoon researching and brainstorming  different ideas for the festival. Which just made me hungry, so we went back to the store.

On our last night there, we did some shopping and ate at a delicious restaurant. We also took our 22 week photo!

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Unfortunately, just a millisecond after Blake took this photo, a huge gust of wind came through and knocked our beloved frame right to the ground, smashing the glass into a million pieces and breaking the frame in two.

Fix-It Man Blake to the rescue.

In the meantime, happy 22 weeks!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

21 weeks

HELLO BABY BOY!!!

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Yes, this week we found out that you’re a boy!  And I must admit we REALLY REALLY wanted a boy. It’s not that we don’t want to have a daughter but we were both really hoping for a boy first and we got our wish!  Not to mention, I would say 95% of people asked told me they thought you would be a boy from the day they found out I was pregnant so I guess some people just know.

There may have been other things that happened this week but none are even worth mentioning in comparison to the results of our gender reveal party so I’ll jump right to that. Blake and I loved the idea of having a gender reveal party, actually Blake was the one who first mentioned it just a few days after we got engaged and I was showing him how to look up wedding and party ideas on Pinterest. He came across a gender reveal party photo and asked if we could have one… that was 7  months before we even got pregnant but hey, my man loves any reason to celebrate!

There are tons of different gender reveal ideas including colored cake or cake pops, opening a box of colored balloons, popping a balloon filled with a single color of confetti, etc. We finally decided to have a silly string reveal where each person at the party had a can of silly string and sprayed us with it all at the same time. We thought this would be a fun way of finding out the gender because it gets everyone involved and we all find out at the exact same time.  So who buys the silly string?  Enter my dear friend Blair. She’s due a month before me and is having a little baby girl, so I thought it would not only be fun for her to find out first but I also knew that Blake wouldn’t be able to pay her off for the information before the actual party. She also wrapped each individual can… they turned out so cute!

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Next we had to decide on a theme and again we were overwhelmed with different ideas from the internet and Pinterest. Bows or Bowties? Team Pink or Team Blue? He or She? Cars and Trucks or Ribbons and Bows? Ties or Tutus? We loved all of those ideas but none of them really seemed to be a good fit. We were throwing ideas around about how to incorporate the beach theme and Blake mentioned the word grommet, which is the slang word for a little kid surfer. Immediately, I jumped on it and created a whole surf themed party playing off the phrase “Baby on Board” relating to a surfboard and instead of “He or She?” we used surfer slang terms “Grommet or Mahina?”

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From there we went onto the details, adding surf-themed and beach-themed decorations, seashells, pink and blue/turquoise colors, sand buckets, beach towels, etc. It was so much fun to decorate and luckily, we already had most of what we needed at home.

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We wanted to have a voting board so we used one of the turquoise frames from our wedding and the surfboard that was supposed to be at our head table (but we ended up just not using it) and Blake added a plywood chalkboard to create our homemade voting board. We also ordered small surfboards from the same company that we got our escort card surfboards, and I hand painted blue and pink waves on the boards and added pins to the back. Each person wrote their name under either the “GIRL” or “BOY” side then took a pin in that coordinating color to wear during the party.

As you can see, the votes were pretty even although I did have a quite a few people tell me they voted girl just because they were trying to even things up… just in case it really was a girl and she grew up with a complex because no one believed she would be a she. Luckily, we didn’t have to worry about that. 🙂

We also added a couple activities for people to do during the party. We had a stack of cards that had “Words of Love for Baby Roberson” and also “Words of Advice for Blake and Meghan”… we still haven’t read them all because we’re trying to read them through when we’re together and that only happens a few hours every other day but we’ve loved reading the ones we’ve been through so far.

We also had “Diaper Thoughts” where we had a bunch of newborn diapers in a vintage bassinet passed down to us from my aunt. We asked people to write a funny note or message to us for those late night, middle of the night, and early morning diaper changes when we can hardly keep our eyes awake and maybe just maybe a funny joke will keep us awake and alert for the next few moments.

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Then we played a game we called “3am”… it’s 3:00 in the morning. Baby is crying. Needs a diaper change. It’s completely pitch black in the nursery because you’ve installed every room-darkening shade Lowe’s carried in order to maximize nap times. While successful in blocking out every ray of light possible, now you find yourself unable to see a thing and stuck in a difficult situation: Do I change the baby in the dark or turn the light on and ruin all chances of it ever going back to sleep?  You decide to go with the former, risking bodily injury to yourself after tripping over infant toys and bouncer seats in order to increase the likelihood that Baby will continue sleeping after your ninja-style quick-change.

The task was: (1) take the baby’s onesie off, (2) change its diaper, (3) put a new onesie back on. We were judged on directional accuracy of diaper and clothing, appropriate form, and safety. Blake was the first one to complete Step One, but in doing so he also broke that poor little babydoll’s neck resulting in docked points. He then proceeded to put the diaper on over one of it’s shoulders, and during his attempt at re-dressing with the clean onesie, he also shoved an arm and a leg through one leg whole while holding Baby upside down by the other foot.
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We obviously know who the winner was.

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Next, it was time for the big reveal!  You already know what it is (obviously you’ve read this far already and even if I hadn’t written it at the top of the post I know only my mom and my aunt Laurie ever really read these whole posts and they were there so sorry there aren’t any surprises this time.) We did our big silly string reveal on the back porch. Everyone had a can and everyone shot their can at us at the same time while Blair and Ty took photos and a video of the whole thing.

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BLUE!!!! The dog was a little freaked out but he could fend for himself. Us on the other hand?  We were covered head to toe in icky sticky wet blue silly string.

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Happy 21 weeks Baby Boy!

 

11 weeks

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I’m still trying to catch up so here’s the update from our 11-week mark Christmas aftermath. Blake was scheduled to work on Christmas Eve, but was able to take off work for a few hours to come to dinner at my grandparents’ house.  We always do a big dinner, exchange presents, and the long-running tradition of the Christmas Play.

The Houck family Christmas Play started out with only 4 or 5 of us grandkids. Our parents dressed us up in sheets and pillowcases to look like Biblical characters, we rode in on homemade stick horses and baby Jesus (AKA: the youngest cousin) was laid in a laundry basket. One of the women read through the nativity while trying to snap pictures of us kids before we ripped our pillowcase costumes off or before the baby started screaming. Since then, our cast has grown to a large number of cousins and in-laws and we have accrued quite a costume collection. Over the years we’ve had different cousins stand in as Jesus and we’ve even had one instance of “Mary” hiding under the table before the play because she was afraid that a baby would come out of her stomach. Gifts from the wise men range from iPhones and microwaves, to framed photos taken off the walls of Nanny and Papa’s bedroom… we just grab whatever we can find on the way out of the “dressing room”.

Even as adults, we still get all dressed up and do the play every year. And next year Blake and I are claiming the role of Joseph and Mary since we’ll have a real baby Jesus again!

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We also exchanged gifts in a cousins gift exchange and Baby Roberson got his/her first piece of clothing!

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With both of my brothers in town and our new additions Whitney (my sister-in-law) and Blake also there, the whole Gwaltney clan was represented!

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On Christmas morning, Blake worked a few extra hours at the station (in exchange for having taken off on Christmas Eve) so I stayed the night at my parents’ house and had Christmas morning with my parents, brothers, and sister-in-law. We ran down the stairs like we’ve done every year since we could walk, and were greeted with new stockings for Whitney and Blake and gifts from Santa! We also helped make Mom’s famous sticky buns, which we make every year to take over to Christmas brunch at my aunt’s house.

Blake was getting off work around the same time they were leaving for brunch so I picked up some Christmas donuts, hot cocoa, and candy canes and headed back home to greet Blake when he arrived. We had our own little Christmas morning at home, opening gifts from one another for a couple hours and enjoyed some time together during our very first Christmas as Robersons. There were no surprise oversized firefighter nutcrackers this year but I did score some adorable sweaters and cuter clothes than I could ever pick out for myself!

Later that afternoon, we did the multi-family Christmas thing but it always works out really well. We had lunch with Blake’s family and exchanged gifts over there, then had dinner at my parents’ house and opened our gifts from them as well. We also surprised my dad with the video of our Bohemian Rhapsody father-daughter karaoke from the wedding in addition to the video of his epic guitar solo at the reception… I’ll share that video soon!  If you didn’t see the Bohemian Rhapsody video, CLICK HERE and watch this amazing-ness that is my family! 🙂 Lastly, we surprised them with a wedding album I created on Mixbook over the last couple of months… they cried. Two points for the Robersons.

To wrap up our weekend, we brought my parents and my older brother Knate to Busch Gardens Christmastown for the first time and they LOVED IT! We saw every show and walked all over the whole park regardless of the cold weather. And we also decided we would make it a new tradition year after year. 🙂

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Happy 11 weeks!

Bohemian Rhapsody Daddy-Daughter Dance

Some girls think of their daddy-daughter dance at their wedding and look forward to swinging around the dance floor to a sweet song about growing up, being his princess, and butterfly kisses. When I started thinking about having a daddy-daughter dance with my dad my eyes immediately started welling up and the I had instant fears of ruining my wedding reception with ugly crying that would mar every photo from there on out. Seeing that I get the wear-my-emotions-on-my-sleeve trait from my Dad, I knew this was not going to be pretty for either of us. So we came up with another plan.

Fortunately, I come from a family of performers – my dad played in a rock band from the time he was 12 years old and was recruited by Bill Deal and the Rhondels at age 13 to join them on tour. Both of my brothers have been playing music ever since I can remember and I grew up singing and dancing for anyone who would listen. I guess you could say music is our own family tradition, and I knew this would be my ticket out of a red faced, sniffling, boo-hooing daddy-daughter dance.
My dad and I formed our master plan. We would do a karaoke version of a song and make it a family affair by inviting my brothers up to sing and perform it with us. Not only would they be completely surprised at the fact that they were just thrown into a karaoke wedding performance (who does that???), but we also knew we had to choose the most ridiculous, theatrical song we could think of: Bohemian Rhapsody. Other than that, we didn’t plan a thing and somehow ended up with a daddy-daughter dance that included epic air-guitar solos, some very theatrical vocals, and interpretive dance like you’ve never seen. It was just perfect for us.

I’m back!!!

It has been almost a full year since I last wrote and I think I had reached a point where my life was just so full and so wonderful that I didn’t even care about spending an extra five minutes to write on my blog. I have spent the last year transitioning from girlfriend, to fiance, to wife, and now to expecting mother. There are no words to describe the year I’ve had… the year WE’ve had as a family of two and now three. And I realize there are still a number of people in this world who still want to hear what I have to say and see pictures of what’s going on in the lives of our little family so I’m bringing it back.

Here is the quick review of the highlights of our year…

In January, Blake and I took a trip to Vegas with his dad and ran into Marianne… what are the chances?!?!?! We spent the evening teaching Marianne and Cory how to play craps while they tried to teach us roulette. And we won over $500! So crazy we see each other maybe once a year or every other year and we end up in the same place on the same weekend.

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We celebrated my 30th birthday in the Outer Banks with a surprise 80’s dance party! Blake planned the whole weekend, sent invites, made meals, and decorated the house for my birthday bash. When everyone else was sleepy and retired to the hot tub, our dance party continued all night long even with just the two of us. We always seem to have so much fun together!

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Our family took a once-in-a-lifetime trip to Israel and saw just about everything we could possibly see. We rode across the Sea of Galilee, climbed the mountain to see where the Dead Sea Scrolls were found, floated in the Dead Sea, walked through ruins of cities that existed during the time of Jesus, prayed in the Garden of Gethsemane, and walked along the Wailing Wall of the temple in Jerusalem.

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Blake proposed! We were at the beach house for a relaxing weekend with a group of firefighters and their wives and on a beautiful Saturday afternoon, Blake poured us both a glass of my favorite wine and walked me down to the beach. His lieutenant’s wife also happens to be a professional photographer so she snapped photos of the whole thing.
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The newly engaged couple took a trip to Disney World in May, BEFORE adding kids to the mix. We figured we could do Disney one time the way we wanted without spending hours in line to get characters autographs and photos.IMG_8329
In true Meghan and Blake fashion, we celebrated Christmas in July again this summer complete with wrapped presents under a tree decorated with our personalized ornaments and Christmas lights. We also watched a never-ending number of Christmas movies and ate junk food for hours on end. Always a favorite!IMG_8548
Another year, another reunion, and this time I brought back everyone’s favorite non-family member as my soon-to-be husband! I can’t tell you how many people told me last year that I should marry Blake… so they were all so happy to see us again and this time with a ring and a wedding date. Blake took his first ride on a grapevine, too!IMG_8647
Shannon and Ashley planned a couple’s shower for us before the big day and everyone loved the Stock the Bar theme. Our favorite moments were playing their pre-wedding version of “Crimes Against Humanity”… everyone’s answers were so fabulous and so hilarious.IMG_8855
On October 18, 2013 I married my best friend, my whole world, and the most amazing man I’ve ever known. He is a hero to the world and the foundation of our home. I have never been so head over heels in love.portraits-1427
After a whirlwind wedding and after-party, we slept for only 2 hours and hopped on a first class flight to Dominican Republic! Our honeymoon suite overlooking the beach was just perfect. We walked out to the beach every day, took catamaran rides, went snorkeling, rode dune buggies through the wilderness, and slept in every day. It was the perfect vacation, perfect honeymoon, and perfect break away from the craziness of the last few months of wedding planning!IMG_9696
Thanksgiving weekend was spent in North Carolina with Blake’s family… and I was worried about taking him to West Virginia??? We spent the whole day skeet shooting! I had a chance to get to know his family better and we all shared a huge meal with hundreds of family members and friends, then braved the outlets for some Black Friday shopping.IMG_0109
In December, we co-hosted the 3rd Annual Terrrace Avenue Christmas Party with our neighbors and friends. The bottle exchange was high class this year so as soon as the guys each opened their bottle, they immediately went missing as they hid them away!IMG_0392
Oh and did I mention…. We’re PREGNANT!!!!! We didn’t waste any time and had a very “productive” honeymoon. HeheIMG_0263
Stay tuned for belly bump updates as I will probably redeem my title as the Queen of TMI. 🙂

1000 Gifts

Confidence.

The Beach Boys.

Fireworks.

Toddler giggles.

Corolla, North Carolina.

A job that I love.

Late-night laughs during a game of Pit with the cousins.

A boyfriend who does the yard work and cooks dinner while I’m at work late.

A night around the pool with girlfriends and wine.

Oh, and Whitney… my future sister-in-law!!!

 

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Life moves at such a fast pace…

Life moves at such a fast pace sometimes I can hardly keep up with my day-to-day responsibilities much less make sure I’m writing regularly and keeping everyone up to date.  So here is a quick recap of my last couple of months:

In June, I was the MOH (maid-of-honor for those of us in the wedding industry) at my friend Blair’s wedding.  Friday morning started with mani/pedi appointments with the bridesmaids and bride, a delicious luncheon with all the girls, and later that evening was the rehearsal dinner, where I got to sit beside the guy who created the “like” button.  For real. The wedding on Saturday was an absolute blast, with my favorite DJ and packed out dance floor all night long. It was fun to be able to actually attend a wedding as a guest rather than as the planner because I got to enjoy the evening of fun rather than watching from the sidelines, but I also got to hang out with alot of my Emily Weddings girls since many of them were working the event, 2 of us bridesmaids are on the team, and also the bride herself.

Shortly after Blair’s wedding, I was invited to a weekend away in the Outer Banks.  Yep, this was the weekend I met Blake. And ladies, let me just tell you. When you’re greeted at the beach by a guy laying in the water, shirt off, lookin all fly, with a drink in his hand, you’d fall for him too.

The weekend I met Blake, I had just finished a double header wedding weekend – two weddings in one weekend, one Friday and one Saturday.  To someone attending two weddings in a weekend this is exhausting, but when you’re the coordinator of a wedding, you’re putting in 12 hour days and it’s just so gosh darn HOT outside this time of year that you literally think you might just pass out the very second you walk in your front door at the end of the night.  The last wedding we had was outside (again) and the weather forecast was estimating temperatures to push past 100 degrees. No worries. We’ll send the wedding party out of the house where the wedding was taking place on the front lawn, then watch the ceremony from inside the house where it was nice and cool. Nope, Carrie (the lead coordinator) would get to watch from the comfort of the air conditioned house while I am literally stuck behind a tree manning the iPod ceremony music.

Summer is the season for concerts and after buying the MegaTicket this year for the first time, I’ve attended every single country concert since the beginning of the summer.  So far I’ve seen Sugarland, Eli Young Band, Little Big Town, Rascall Flatts, Miranda Lambert, Darius Rucker, Thompson Square, and Lady Antebellum.  Before the end of the summer I’ll also see Toby Keith, Brantley Gilbert, Brad Paisley, Luke Bryan, Jason Aldean, The Band Perry and my all-time favorite Zac Brown Band! It’s been a summer of music and whenever we get the chance, we’re out and about dancing our heads off at any place with live music.

A couple of weeks ago, my cousins Melanie and Nathan came into town from Nashville and we got a chance to bring their kids (Joshua, 6 and Matthew, 4) out to Blake’s station for a tour of the station.  The boys got to try on a fireman’s hat and sit in the front seat of the truck, and I got to see my man in all his gear as he left on a fire call.  My 93 year-old grandmother was with us that evening and she wouldn’t stop nagging Blake to get some of those good looking firefighters out there to talk to her.  (She’s still fiesty and SUCH a flirt!)  Nathan ran over to the 7-11 to grab some drinks for the kids and came back with a particularly “stimulating” beverage for his wife called NeuroGasm that is apparently now available in your local 7-11 store.  Granny thought it was hilarious and insisted we take a photo:

My little brother Cameron made it back home for a couple of days to play a show at a new music venue at the oceanfront.  He has been touring with his band for the last month performing at various camps and retreat weekends leading up to their 4-month tour this fall.  He rocks.  And we were super excited to watch him and the band perform!

So you already know I got a SUP board right?  Yeah, I thought I told you about that.  Well, while Cam was home with the band for the weekend, we had a pool day at my grandparents house and we brought our boards over to paddle out in the river.  It was MEGA hot and by the time we got over there we didn’t want anything to do with that murky water, so Cameron put them in the pool instead. “Try paddle boarding: Check. Now we’re one step closer to dying.”

That’s a busy month huh?  Well, I still haven’t even mentioned the week-long vacation we took last week in the Outer Banks.  I’ll have to fill you in on that one later!

Five years and five hundred posts later…

It’s been just over five years since I started this blog and today I write post #500.

Five years ago I was nearing the end of my graduate school days.  I was excited about my off-campus pediatric placement I had just completed at CHKD, a little nervous about my upcoming adult placement at an adult rehab facility, working on the final chapters of my Master’s thesis, and studying for my exhaustive comprehensive exam. In addition to my full-time class schedule and full-time unpaid internships, I was also volunteering 2x/week with the youth group at my church and leading YoungLife 3x/week with club, campaigners, and leader meetings. My life was busy and crazy and I never got enough sleep.

On top of all that, I was going through a difficult break up.  It wasn’t a difficult break up because of the relationship itself, but because I was coming to terms with loneliness. On May 17, 2007  I wrote: “I have plenty of people around me who love me dearly, but I still felt alone. Loneliness is perhaps the worst emotion one can feel, and I felt it deeply. One night, when I realized even our friendship couldn’t survive the realm of emotions we shared, I went home and cried for what seemed like hours… But then I began to pray, and as much as I cried, I prayed even more. I didn’t really know what to pray for or what I needed from God at that time, but He knew what I needed even when I didn’t…”

I learned an important lesson through this experience: “God has taught me that people will always dissapoint me; we’re humans, and sinners, but HE is the solid rock that will ALWAYS be there for me to stand on, He will ALWAYS be strong, He will pick us up when we’ve fallen and renew our strength when we cannot find our own. He will NEVER dissapoint us. He will NEVER let us down.” (I would be reminded of this lesson a few times over during the next five years.)

It wasn’t until 14 months later that I decided to write on a regular basis and turn this one-post blog into a story of my life, according to me. On July, 28, 2008 I didn’t know what my blog would be about. I didn’t know how much I would say, how deep the conversations would get, or how often I would write, but I was excited to share parts of my life with the people I cared about and let them in on the “little happenings of my life.” On July 28, 2008 I wrote: “Please don’t expect much from this blog. I’ve written ONE blog  in the past 25 years of my life, so my knowledge and expertise of ‘How To Write A Great Blog’ is very limited, but I will tell you what you can expect… me. I’m a little quirky, almost always happy, and I have been known to have a few “blond moments” in the past. So maybe this blog will at least be a little entertaining, if not for the sake of being able to laugh at someone behind their back with their full knowledge that you’re probably already laughing at them. So enjoy. Laugh with me, laugh at me. Whatever. But keep reading. Maybe someday it will get better.”

And so begins my story… Happy memories, heartache, healing, and hope.

August 7, 2008: The infamous family reunion… “Pray for these unfortunate souls that they will regain composure after realizing their position in the buffet line means they missed all of Aunt Alice’s lasagna. Their life is officially ruined.”

January 22, 2009: I took on the task of trying to follow a new recipe. Not a good idea.”Before someone is allowed to post a supposedly ‘easy quick dessert’ online, they should let ME try to cook it first.”

April 20, 2009: “Cause if you know my family, you know what we all have in common. The three of us Gwaltney kids were given the forehead. Yeah, you know the one I’m talking about.”

July 20, 2009: “Happy 21st Birthday, Cam”

Oct 5, 2009: We did a lot of picking on Cameron, all in good fun… “Good thing he has a great sense of humor cause we probably could’ve caused a lot of mental damage to that kid.”

March 29, 2010: “As he talked about ‘tree tag’ he never seemed to mention the fact that it is completely and totally dangerous and could potentially result in death, if not at the very least a massive brain injury.”

April 11, 2010: “So here is my moment, I step up to the front of the line and I can only think of one thing to say…”

July 1, 2010: My favorite quote on the blog…“I had a dream last night that I ran into you at Office Max and you helped me organize my life.”

July 12, 2010: “Ali decided to conquer the air conditioner’s tendency to make our room frigid arctic cold and in doing so, centered on that Gone With The Wind dress-out-of-draperies thing.”

October 3, 2010My marriage was falling apart and I felt completely out of control, but the only thing I had the courage to write on my blog was “My heart is sad.”

March 7, 2011: Trying to find peace in the chaos… “Child, you are forgiven and loved.”

March 22, 2011: Finding my hope in God just days before I would need it most… “Through many dangers, toils, and snares I have already come.  Tis grace that brought me here thus far, and grace will lead me home.”

May 8, 2011: “Even though I’m walking through the valley of the shadow, I will hold tight to the hand of Him whose love will comfort me. And when all hope is gone and I’ve been wounded in the battle, He is all the strength that I will ever need, He will carry me. And even though I feel so lonely like I’ve never been before, You never said it would be easy but You said You’d see me through the storm.” Song lyrics, because my own words just wouldn’t come.

May 22, 2011: “Your efforts this last year have forever impacted our lives.  Thank you so much.”

June 10, 2011: Healing begins… “Learning daily what God has been trying to teach me for a long time – that I am His treasure, His princess, His prize, His beloved.”

June 19, 2011: “And suddenly I had that truth moment…”

July 22, 2011: “Who says, ‘Hey, let’s race down to the end of the houses!’ while their on vacation?  Seriously.  That level of physical expenditure is totally unnecessary on my week off.”

August 13, 2011: “And not only did God provide me with the means to take this trip and the opportunities to be involved in a huge stylized shoot while on this trip, but also the freedom to just live.”

August 23, 2011: “I thought I was going to die.”

September 9, 2011: Relief, a long time coming.

September 10, 2011: Finally able to release the emotions of the last six months… “I will keep you. I will hold you through the night. I will love you. I will lead you to the light.”

October 6, 2011: Finding myself again… “I am here to give you back your heart and set you free.”

December 4, 2011: “This should be an interesting, exciting, and humbling process…”

December 11, 2011: “We just got pulled over for driving a stolen car.”

December 16, 2011: “Is today the 4th of July?”

December 16, 2011: “Bucket List: Road Trip Across the U.S. = Accomplished.”

December 29, 2011: Adventures on vacation… “Just as we were hoping that our stop at the mainland was coming soon and Dad informed us that we still had another 30 minutes of chilling torture, Knate said “Do you guys realize that we just left a mansion with a hot tub and a cappuccino maker?!?!?!?!!!”

January 12, 2012: “You’ve just been upgraded on the ladder of coolness.”

January 31, 2012: “Perhaps you’re wondering, whatever happened to Frank?  Well, I’m sorry to have to tell you this over the internet, but he died.  He actually took his own life.”

February 1, 2012: “Yesterday was my 29th birthday.”

February 6, 2012: “So what is your goal for 2012? Dangit Logan! Just when I thought I had finally reached a new level of introspection and self-discovery you go and ask me a question like that.”

March 27, 2012: “…now that I think about it I think it also drove my dad nuts because the two of us would start twitching like the auditory stimulus was hitting our neuromuscular system and we had no control over the adverse reactions of this God forsaken noise…”

April 5, 2012: “Did I mention that our family is from West Virginia?”

April 13, 2012: “I realized yesterday, on my way to meet friends for dinner, that it was exactly one year ago that I made the decision that would change my life.”

June 27, 2012: “None of it was planned.  All of it was perfect.”

June 27, 2012: “Hook, line, and sinker. I’m done.”

Five years in the life of Meghan summed up in 38 blog posts.

Five years ago, I didn’t have many daily readers, but over the years I have had sooooo many friends, relatives, and even some strangers tell me how much they love reading this blog, keeping up with me from across the country or just from across town. You have given me encouragement when I was feeling down, laughed at me when I “pull a Meghan” and cried with me as the dissappointments and heartaches of life came at me faster than I ever expected. You have shared in my fun adventures and also read through tears during the darkest and most difficult moments of my adult life.  You have been there through it all, in words and in spirit, and I cannot thank you enough.

Five years ago, I had no idea what it would become.  There were weeks on end with one post after another and then months of very little activity at all when I couldn’t even bear the thought of writing out my emotions much less putting them out on a public forum. I didn’t know what to expect from this blog. I didnt know what you would read, what emotions I would share and what I would just keep to myself, but at the end of the day it’s just about me: “I’m a little quirky, almost always happy, and I have been known to have a few “blond moments” in the past. So enjoy. Laugh with me, laugh at me. Whatever. But keep reading.”

Five years ago, I had no idea what life had in store for me, no idea the realm of emotions I would feel, the rollercoaster of experiences I would endure, what I would learn, and the amazing opportunities I would have. I had no idea that I would get married and divorced within two years, and that I would spend the next 12 months on my own, fully relying on God’s timing and allowing God to mold me and create the woman I was always meant to be. I had no idea that I could be so strong and so happy, alone.

Five years ago, I was five years away from being fully confident in myself and fully content in knowing that God was looking out for me and had a bigger plan for me than I even knew. I was five years from the life I was meant to live.

Five years ago, I was lonely and heartbroken, but only five years away from true joy and happiness.

Feeling defeated.

It’s official. The only two names I’ve ever loved for my future kids have been taken by my cousins’ new babies. While I will love and cherish little Camden in WV and Austin in FL, I feel sad and a little defeated that they aren’t mine.

I guess it’s back to the drawing board. Luckily I’ll have a few years to decide on the names of my “future children”.

Happy Mom’s Day

Just wanted to say Happy Mother’s Day to my most amazing Mom, Nanny, and Granny. Hope each of you has a wonderful day!

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