I forgot how it feels

With all the storms and tornadoes that's been happening, Trevor is terrified. He's scared of storms, as he should be.

Tonight at ball practice everyone was talking about the storms that are supposed to come in tonight. He and I made eye contact and I saw the fear and dread in his eyes. He didn't want to be at ball practice he wanted to be at home, his safe place. After the May floods, he hates it when it rains and watching the news doesn't help either. We were on are way home and he was very quiet. I starting talking to him about what was going on and he tells me that he is so scared of the storms. He started to cry. As I sat there listening to him, I thought to myself; this is me at nine years old crying and scared of storms. I forgot how it feels to be so scared you don't know what to do. That was me sitting in that passenger seat crying and asking  how bad the storms were going to be. I remember asking my mom to stay up until the storms passed. That was him asking that of me.

When I was Trevor's age we lived in a house with a basement and when tornadoes warnings came i gathered all of my favorite toys and slept in the basement. My granny used to tell me "When you see me get scared, that's when you get scared." That never happened; she remained calm through the worst storms. She was my rock., she made me feel safe. I want to be Trevor's rock through the rough storms. I want him to look to me and feel safe.

I promised Trevor that I would stay up until the storms passed and keep him safe throughout the night.
I want my boys to know that I am here to protect them and get them through the rough storms.
So tonight I'll be burning the midnight oil while my baby boys are fast asleep right in the middle of Mom and Dad.

Happy Birthday, Trevor Robert!!!

9 years old! Wow I can't believe it. Trevor will officially turn 9 at 5:35 pm this afternoon. I can't believe my baby is getting so big. He's is our calm one,our thoughtful one... our first born. Trevor is the type of kid that wears his feelings on his sleeve and would do anything in this world for his family or friends. I love that about him. He has given us joy this past nine years.

Dear Trevor,
Thank you for making me a mama. I love you more than you'll ever know. I love your smile,your laugh, your everything. I love you to all the stars and back and again.

Love, Your Mama

Happy Birthday Baby

Happy Birthday, Trace Owen!

May 4th 2005 is the day the world became a brighter place. My baby boy was born! I'm a little sad because he'll be six tomorrow and he's my baby.{of course he'll always be my baby}

The day Trace was born we weren't ready. No bags packed, the car seat wasn't in the car... we were not ready. Troy and I went to the doctor for a usual checkup, he checked my BP and straight to the hospital I went. I was going through a lot that you can read about here. So of course we went straight there and later that night at 10:10 pm Trace Owen Blansett was born weighing 7lbs even. The very first thing I noticed about him was his dimples. His dimples have kept him out a lot of trouble these past six years. It has been an adventure for sure. He is our wild child, free spirit, and our funny boy. He always keeps us laughing and on our toes.

Dear Trace,

I love being your mommy. You are the light of my life and you definitely keep me running. I love you more than you know, Lil Guy. Thank you for being you. I love you to the moon and back.