Magical McDonalds

Will and I decided we were ready for a baby over a year before we started trying. We knew we wanted to be near my family, and since my parents surprised us with moving to Texas somewhat suddenly, we decided to try to return to Texas as well. I’m one of those obnoxious Texans who LOVES my state, and since Florida no longer seemed to be in the cards, Texas was the logical place to go. I grew up quite far from my extended family, and since they all seemed to be congregating in the Dallas area, the idea of having a child grow up near their cousins and grandparents was thrilling to me. In the time between our first baby talks and our permanent move to Dallas, I dreamed up all kinds of scenarios for our future child. Smart, they would have to be smart. Athletic? Maybe. Gymnastics or snow skiing, something different than your normal after school sports (I know…snow skiing in Texas. I didn’t say my scenarios were realistic). They’d be an Aggie, of course. But perhaps they would apply to some ...

I'm going to be honest, I'm not sure if I'll be able to keep this blog up. It may very well fall by the wayside as previous blogs have. I'm going to try, though. Why? A few reasons. 1. I have a few Facebook friends who blog regularly about their family life and I think it's a great record to have, both for friends and family to use to keep up with our life, and to be able to look back on those memories in the future. 2. When I first found out something might be wrong with Eli, when I was about 34 weeks pregnant, all I did was search for articles and personal experiences of people who had been through something similar. If this helps even one desperate parent or parent to be, I'll feel like I did something worthwhile. 3. I think writing about this experience will be somewhat therapeutic for me. I have a tendency to overthink and obsess, and I can only text my best friend the same paragraphs so many times, as well as only being able to repeat the same sentim...