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Lyndsay Stradtner2008-10-22T20:29:34-05:00October 22nd, 2008|My Family|

Today we celebrated his 31st birthday. I met him when he was 24. We were next door neighbors. I still remember the first moment I saw him, I was standing in my living room and he walked out his front door towards his truck. I just stood there, and watched him. I’m not sure why, but I just remember taking the scene in. A few weeks later I introduced myself. A few weeks after that we became friends. Quite a few months after that we fell in love. A few years later, engaged, 18 months later, married. 10 months later, Taryn, our honeymoon baby came along. He’s the best men I’ve ever known. Kind, smart, and funnier than anyone would […]

dreamy

Lyndsay Stradtner2008-10-17T07:55:03-05:00October 17th, 2008|My Family|

I always wonder what he dreams about. Milk? Playing with this brother and sister? Chasing Kylie the dog? I love it when he smiles and laughs in his sleep. I was watching him do it the other day and it occurred to me that I don’t have very many sleeping photos of him now that he’s a bit older. I have lots when he was tiny, cause it wouldn’t wake him up. And, well, when you’re the mother of 3 (or 1 for that matter!), sleeping children are precious for your sanity…you don’t disturb it! But yesterday I decided to risk it….I nursed him to sleep in our master bedroom, knowing full well I’d have to wake him up and […]

10 on Tuesday

Lyndsay Stradtner2008-10-14T13:31:51-05:00October 14th, 2008|My Family, Uncategorized|

1. wow, it seems like i haven’t been sharing very much personal stuff here lately. been busy. working a lot. every spare moment i’ve been at my computer proofing. fun, but busy. lots going on at home too, so i’m not sure where to start really.

2. teagan is up on all fours, crawling, exploring every nook and cranny of the house. laughing hysterically at the mere site of his sister. playing with the door stops constantly, boooooooing. cracks me up.

3. i miss my mom like crazy. our october visit got canceled, so it will be a full six month span between our last visit and our next visit. so hard. […]

flashback friday

Lyndsay Stradtner2008-10-10T13:52:15-05:00October 10th, 2008|My Family|

In honor of Teagan turning 8 months old today….I thought I’d post a photo of him at 8 days old….

oh man….has he changed a lot….8 months old, just a quick snap on our way out the door this morning….

it’s amazing how big he is, how fun he is. and how those things make me so happy, and so sad, at the same time. seeing him grow makes my heart swell and ache, all at once. i am sure it’s the “this is my last baby” reality sinking in. but i’m not sure how he got so big, so fast. he’s my happy […]

Teagan’s Birth Slideshow

Lyndsay Stradtner2008-10-02T16:57:34-05:00October 2nd, 2008|My Family|

It took me almost 8 months to finish these, a couple of things I think about when watching it…..

Anne Marie is an awesome friend. She showed up, used my camera and hers, photographed Teagan’s birth and then stayed with me for support when they whisked Teagan away. If you go back and watch Anne Maries birth slideshow from when Calla was born, you’ll even recognize some of the same nurses. Thank you Anne Marie for all your hard work and your time, you did an awesome job, we are forever grateful.
I didn’t do much editing. I cropped and converted into black and white and not much else. I wanted them to be real, grainy, dark, bright, whatever they are, […]

10 on Tuesday

Lyndsay Stradtner2008-09-30T08:15:07-05:00September 30th, 2008|My Family|

1. Guess what?! I’m almost 8 months late but I’m finally almost finished with Teagan’s birth photos! Go me! And I love them, I mean really, really love them. I just have a few more I need to get from Anne Marie and then I’m done – woohoo! Honestly, I wasn’t sure up until the end of my pregnancy if we were even going to have his birth photographed. I’m so glad we did, every image is so precious to me. 8 months later, the memories in my mind are still strong, but even so, the images bring me back to those moments in a way that even my own memory never […]