First Professional Pics

After the emotional strain of last week I needed a few days off. It took a couple of days for Preston to get back on his schedule. On Sunday Dan and I took Preston for his first professional pictures. He did so well! He smiled tons and I am so happy with how they turned out.



I am going stir crazy locked up in this house though. It's been too cold to go out for a walk and Sunday and Monday we got snow. So much for spring *Grumbles*



Tomorrow is Prestons 3 month check-up. I figure he's up around 16 lbs. I can't believe how fast he is growing. He can actually play in his exersaucer now.



My Mom who is so thoughtful bought me the Twilight series of books and I just got them yesterday. I am so hooked. At least it is giving me something to do while locked in the house.

The loss of a friend

I had planned on blogging everyday but on Saturday I lost my good friend Amie. Amie suffered with mental illness. I am not sure of all she had but I know she was Bi-Polar. Amie had a heart of gold and would do anything for a friend. I did not worry about Manny, my horse, when I was laid up after having Preston because Amie was looking after him and I knew she would treat him as her own.

Amie moved out to Alberta last fall from B.C. She lived out at the farm and was Sarah's (the barn owner) best friend. She was sliding down hill fast out there and she was convinced to move out here hoping that things would change. Amie loved it out here and was as happy as someone as ill as she was could be. Just over a week ago she stared to go downhill again. She was going to go to the hospital on Saturday to get the help she needed. Saturday morning she was found dead in her bed by Sarah.

I have been spending everyday out there all week with Sarah as she is having problems dealing with this. I grieved for Amie the first couple of days but now I feel happy for her. She is finally off of the emotional rollercoaster that she had lived on for so many years. She is finally at peace.

His Childhood

I was lying in bed last night thinking about Prestons childhood and what I want it to be. I was thinking about my husbands childhood and it made me sad. My husband was shown no affection as a child. He had a drunk for a father who was abusive. His mother I am sure showed him affection when he was small but she was raised in a family that was not known for being affectionate so as he got older it stopped. She spent her marriage just trying to survive each day without any briuses or black eyes. Yes my husband had all the "Toys". Dirtbikes, motorcycles, 4 wheelers and when he turned 16 cars. But that doesn't make up for the love he was denied.



I on the other hand I had an amazing childhood. No matter what I always knew my parents loved me. We may not have always had material things but I know my parents went without so that we could have those small extras. Even to this day everytime I speak to my parents I can hear the love in their voices.



I want Preston to have that. I want him as he grows to be comfortable with being affecionate with those he loves. I want him to know he is always loved no matter what. I will support him in whatever he choses to do wether it be horseback riding, dancing, hockey, football or anything else he wants to try.



The one thing that does make me sad about all of this is the fact that my family is so far away and can't be involved in his day to day life. I love living in Alberta but I feel like Preston is missing out on so much being out here. The big family holidays, the b-b-q's in the summer, the family birthday parties. He's going to miss it all. I have no family out here. My hubby has his mom and 2 nieces and he's not close to his neices at all. They have not seen Preston yet. I thank God that I am taking Preston home this June for 2 weeks. I am going to have to make an effort to take him back home every year and when he gets old enough he can fly out on his own and spend a month or more with his Grammin and Papa. My parents have so much love to give him and I want him to experience that.



On that note I wanted to post a pic of Preston and his Grammin. My Mom came out for his birth but had to leave 3 days after he was born.

My First Blog

Well since I am now a stay at home mom I decided that I would start a blog so that in the future I can look back on these early days of Prestons life and relive them.

Preston Ian Vincent Tallent was born by c/s on January 27, 2009 @ 12:14 am. He was 9 days late. He was 8 lbs even and 19.5 inches long. As of today he is 2 months, 2 weeks and 6 days old. He is sleeping through the night and has been since I moved him into his crib in his room at 2 months old. He eats 5 ozs every three hours. He takes 6 bottles in a 24 hr period and het gets a bit of cereal in his last bottle of the night.

As a FTM I can't believe how fast the time has flown. It seems like just yesterday I pee'd on a stick and confirmed that I was pregnant. Being a Mom is amazing. It's everything I thought it would be and more. Everytime I look at my little man I thank God that I have him. I am truely blessed.

In future posts I will post more about myself, my past and my life but for now here are two pics of Preston. The 1st one was in the hospital and the 2nd one is one taken this past weekend. And yes his Daddy is behind him holding him.