KAZZAS ARMY

Friends,

The universe has presented me with this fantastic piece of inspiration and an excellent way to honor my mom...we have signed up as a team and are walking in honor of my mom in the 3rd Annual San Diego Breath of Hope Lung Cancer Walk on Sunday May 1, 2011...which is less than 2 weeks away.

We have appropriately named our team

KAZZA'S ARMY.

We would love for you to either join us on our journey or donate to the cause.

We appreciate all of your love and support.

Love and Laughter

**Click me for the link**

He Who Has Yet To Be Named

Found this photo on the fridge this morning, drawn by Michael...its our Fridge Baby


Yesterday Michael and I went for our Second Trimester Screening, also called The Anatomy Scan. There is another purpose to this scan other than seeing if you've got a "Twinkie" (a little fella) or a "Cupcake" (a little lady), its also used to evaluate most of the baby's features,  determines his/her size, position, amount of amniotic fluid, location of the placenta, and to make sure that all of the organs are where they should be and growing properly.
Folks, we have a lovely, perfect little baby boy on our hands!

 His Little Baby Foot

 His Perfect Side Profile

His Profile Again...ahhh isn't he just the cutest?

Needless to say, we are completely   IN LOVE <3   and cant wait to meet him! Hopefully by then he will have a name!

Here are the top runners so far:

and by the way, whatever his first name happens to be, his middle name is Lannon...after Michael's little brother Tim.

• Oliver (my favorite)
• Knox
• Bishop
• Jack (my absolute favorite, Michael's least favorite)

I think that there are a few more on the list but since I cant think of them, that means they are out! ha
........Really shooting for Oliver...oh my!
Oliver Lannon Easton



"When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all  went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies."
  Sir James Barrie in Peter Pan

Half Way To The Finish Line

So, here I am at the 20 week mark...this means that I am half way to the finish line! Half way to meeting our boy, who has no name, ha!. Half way to needing to hurry up and get everything done! Halfway to the happiest day of our lives! 

and let us not forget...half way to the gnarliest pain ever! I'm not gonna lie...I'm a teeny bit scared.

We have our second trimester screening this coming Wednesday morning so we should have some great new pictures to share with everyone.

Ill keep ya posted!

xo

A new baby is like the beginning of all things - wonder, hope, a dream of possibilities.
Eda J. Le Shan

Just Think...

Im sure that Ive shared this before, but I just ran across is again....its from my moms MYSPACE posted on Jan 19 2009...kinda amazing how the universe works...

 

Just think

Current mood:thoughtful

When you feel a gentle breeze
Caress you when you sigh
It's a hug sent from Heaven
From a loved one way up high

If a soft and tender raindrop
Lands upon your nose
They've added a small kiss
As fragile as a rose

If a song you hear fills you
With a feeling of sweet love
It's a hug sent from Heaven
From someone special up above

If you awaken in the morning
To a bluebird's chirping song
It's music sent from Heaven
To cheer you all day long

If tiny little snowflakes
Land upon your face
It's a hug sent from Heaven
Trimmed with Angel lace

So keep the joy in your heart
If you're lonely my dear friend
Hugs that are sent from Heaven
A help a broken heart mend

Love plus Magic Equals My Mom

ahhh...so here I sit on the eve of the 2 year anniversary of my mom's passing. 

I am at once amazed and startled at the time that has gone by...in my heart it feels like yesterday, but my head knows the truth...and I am still amazed daily that I have made it this far without her physically her by my side, cracking jokes, making me laugh, being my one true champion...

And yet, Ive kept moving forward with one swollen foot in front of the other. So many  things have happened since she's been gone...but its the happiest, most exciting times that I find to be truly the hardest...being unable to share those moments with her...

and here I am, carrying this little baby boy who will learn about her through my laughter and my tears, he will get to know her through my brother, through my cousins, my dad, my aunt and uncles, and everyone who has ever loved her. Her legacy will live and love on through my son, which makes me weep with pride. Now if I can only manage to be 1/10th of the mother she was, then my fella will be one lucky kid.

...Ive been secretly hoping he gets those famous dimples of hers....I wonder if shes listening...do you think she can hook it up?  ;)

I miss her and love her more today than yesterday and only half as much as tomorrow.

xo

Loss leaves us empty - but learn not to close your heart and mind in grief. Allow life to replenish you. When sorrow comes it seems impossible - but new joys wait to fill the void.
— Pam Brown

Better Late Than Never...

Here are two photos of our squiggly long legged little boy...





Hes just so stinking cute...he looks just like me! ha ha
These photos are quite a few weeks old...they were taken at my 12 week appointment and I am now nearly 20 weeks...almost halfway there!
This is such an exciting time for us...yet still seems so surreal. Sometimes I glance at my big ol belly and think..."Really? Is this really happening? OMG, I'm so excited!" other times I glance at my swollen cankles and think " Oh jeez...I just really want to sit down."
I'm starting to feel him wiggle around a bit, which is really cool.
But, I'm not gonna lie...there have been moments when I have broken down at the realization that I am not experiencing this with my mom...and that my baby will never get to know her and love her properly.
Sure she lives in my heart and memory and I will talk to him about her, but I'm sorry, its not the same, not even close...I feel cheated a little...

However, my dad, oh my dad, has got to be the dang cutest thing anyone has ever seen...he has definitely stepped in and filled a large portion of that hole...at times I'm certain that hes more excited than we are!
Now we just need to find this fella a right proper name.
We've got a few picked out...so far nothing seems to be sticking...I guess worst case, my fella gets his name right before he leaves the hospital.

Ive decided that I'm going to use this blog for the duration of my pregnancy and for as long as I can keep up with it as my boy grows up and as we experience life changes...

I do, however, have a question that I'm rolling around...what to do about the side intro over there

I think it needs a switch up...

xo

Boys are found everywhere -- on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to. Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them. A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the Hope of the future with a frog in its pocket.
Alan Marshall Beck

Oh friends...

I know I have been MIA for quite some time...and I apologize. I don't even know if anyone reads this anymore... anyhow, LOADS of changes since I last wrote. Lets get started:

I guess we will start first with the not so good news...

In early August of 2010, my beloved grandpa, my moms dad, passed away. We were devastated but took great comfort in knowing that he lead a full and wonderful life filled with love.

And though it may seem weird, we find solace in knowing that he is now safe at home with my momma...They were both some kinda magic and we will all miss them forever.

and now onto the good news... My cousin Jennifer and her husband Mike welcomed their new bundle of joy into the world in August. His name is Isaiah Marcel and he is just the bees knees...and such a good boy!

My cousin Mikey, the Navy man, came home two weeks ago from a 7 month long deployment in Afghanistan...oh boy did we miss him!

My cousin Ashley got married this past weekend to a wonderful guy named Brandyn and now shes a Lopez! She was a beautiful bride and it was so nice to see my family laughing, dancing and having a great time together!

And now for two zingers...number one, my dad has decided to sell my parents house and move to New Zealand...to live full time... I will miss him terribly, but I honestly couldn't be happier for him.

and...dun dun dun...Michael and I are expecting our first baby, a little fella, in September! Wholy cow, right?! we gots a load of stuff happening and all of its exciting!

As we approach the two year mark of my mom's passing, the universe presented me with this fantastic piece of inspiration and a wonderful way for me and my family to honor my mom... we are signing up as a team and walking in honor of my mom in the 3rd Annual San Diego Breath of Hope Lung Cancer Walk on May 1, 2011.

We have appropriately named our team

KAZZA'S ARMY

we would love for any of you to join us or donate to the cause.

PLEASE CLICK HERE

This link will give you all of the information that you need to know.

We appreciate and love you for who you are and all that you do!

xo

“Other things may change us, but we start and end with family”

Anthony Brandt

On this day in 1953

my favorite person ever was born...my mom.
So, tonight, friends, think of her with love and happiness...let it fill up your soul and burst right through to your heart.
And while youre at it...eat a slice of something fantastic her honor...perhaps some pecan pie...a heaping mound of peach pie...her two favorites...and smile.

hugs and love

Mom

“I thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new, I thought about you yesterday and days before that too.

I think of you in silence, I often speak your name, all I have are memories and your picture in a frame.

Your memory is my keepsake, with which I’ll never part. God has you in his keeping, I have you in my heart."

I miss you more today than yesterday and only half as much as tomorrow

Today marks the one year anniversary of my mom’s passing, I can’t help but reflect on the year and the monumental changes that have happened.

I am a mommas girl through and through and I have honestly surprised myself by making it this far. I didn’t think that I would ever last a day without her. There have been many, many days that I felt that I wanted to just crumble onto the ground …but like I said, I am a mommas girl and that means that I won’t allow myself to do that…plus I have a huge fear of her coming and smacking me from the afterlife for behaving less than she would have wanted me to.

My pain hasn’t lessened any, it’s just projected in a different way and I will forever walk around with a ginormous whole in my heart.

My family and I have lost an integral part of our being, the thread that held our family fabric together and we have had the hardest year that anyone can imagine…but, we are all still standing…and some days that its only attributed to the fact that we have someone else holding us up…and that’s okay, thank god we have each other. I know, for myself, that I wouldn’t have made it here if it weren’t for my amazing family and for my very compassionate and understanding friends. I feel so lucky to be surrounded by such amazing people.

I’ve learned a lot of things this year…I’ve learned that I’m stronger than I never thought I was, I’ve learned that each day I am more like my mom and that really makes me smile and I’ve learned that love isn’t what makes the world go ‘round, it’s what makes the ride worthwhile.