Yesterday was a bit hectic. Byron's been working til super late the last few nights so I've been doing the single mom gig. Tatum and I were gone all day and then once we got home I hurried and fed and bathed her so I could make it to Young Women's. I lotioned her up and put her in her onesie pajamas-- which always makes her seem like she's still my little baby. Once we got there we sat down and were listening to some speakers and she kept saying to the people sitting behind us, "Mama". And then wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a squeeze as if she was saying, "This is my momma and I love her." Moments like that remind me what being a mom is all about. Love, sacrifice, joy. That what I'm doing matters. That she looks up to me. That she loves me. That all the hard work I put in on her behalf is not forgotten.

Cabin with The Whiting's

Christmas 2014

I kept on saying this was Tatum's first Christmas. Technically it's her second but it's the first one where she actually understood what was going on. :) We were so so excited to see her reaction to her presents and she was so cute about it all. She was completely tickled. We could have wrapped up some coal for all she cared. She was so excited for every gift that she opened no matter what it was. Tatum is definitely a very excited little person. Every time she would go "Wooooaaahhhh". It really made our Christmas so special this year and makes me so excited for Christmas's to come with our little family. Although we all got spoiled with gifts, as I look back, the thing that sticks out most to me was just simply being with our family and enjoying each others company. I'm sure years down the road I will forget what presents I got this Christmas, but I won't forget Tatum's reaction to hers and just the overall feelings of happiness, gratitude, and joy that we experienced this Christmas. We are beyond blessed.