Changing the Title: Finding My "Blog Identity"...

I have been completely unenthusiastic about entering the blogging world. Seriously? I was an English Major! I teach WRITING to high schoolers. And yet... blech.

Until I realized I finally had an entry I wanted to write, which turned into a story I wanted to tell, which evolved into a changed title, a twinge of excitement, and an updated blog. :)

To begin honestly, you should know that I am a perfectionist... I do things early and excellently. I make lists-TONS of lists. I cross things off of those lists, or I go crazy. Sometimes I add tasks I've already completed during the day to my to-do list JUST so I can experience the satisfaction of that thick line of pen ink across that needlesome chore. I am organized to a fault. I could seriously be on an equal level with a day-planner. I make straight As; my house is spic and span; and I do NOT make mistakes... or do I? It was much easier to ignore my many faults and mistakes BEFORE I married my best friend, and now with a little one? I could make a daily list of disappointing, absolutely imperfect qualities (although that is one list I choose NOT to write down).

I have always had the conception in my mind that a good mom is able to make *perfect* chocolate chip cookies. Misconception? Maybe. But one of my goals of motherhood, as silly as it may sound, was always to create the perfect chocolate chip cookie FROM SCRATCH to serve to my kids and all of their little friends. So I began to try. And I began to fail. I followed others' recipes... FAIL. I added a little "secret ingredient"... FAIL. They are always a little too hard, a little too soft, a little too salty, not enough chocolate chips, too many chocolate chips, a little too lop-sided... you get the picture.

Just a month into this journey of momma-hood, I've realized a few things. First, I am utterly imperfect and inexperienced at being a mom to this little guy. I'm messing up right and left. I'm always a little too harsh, a little too sleepy, a little too complaining, and not to mention my tummy is a little lopsided now as well.

My chocolate chip cookie may not be perfect, but I'm getting there... in the kitchen and as a momma.

Things We've Learned about Sawyer:

1. He prefers to be asleep at all times. If you wake him up, he looks at you with this "Why are you doing this to me?" expression.
2. He also does NOT prefer to a) have his diaper changed b) be clean(ed) or c) have his clothes changed. Typical boy, even at a few weeks old. 
3. He is super content. He rarely gets upset, and when he does, he does not cry- he squawks. When you hear the squawk, that's when you know he's really angry. 
4. He LOVES to eat- 4-5 oz. per feeding. 
5. He has quite the facial expressions when he's pooping.
6. All of his newborn clothes that have feet he was unable to wear because of his long legs. He would have to keep his legs bent to even be able to keep them on. 
7. He's outgrown his newborn onesies already :(
8. His favorite outfit is just his diaper and a blankie wrapped around him.
9. His daddy gets the best burps out of him. 
10. He was worth all 41 horrid weeks of pregnancy.

The First 3 Weeks of Sawyer Aaron's Life :)

Since Amy has been BEGGING for a blog update, here it is:

Three weeks ago tomorrow Sawyer Aaron Chappell was born. I don't have much to say about that experience, except that it was definitely not the best 9.5 hours of my life, but the end result was very worth it. Since then we have been loving and learning about the little person for whom we waited months and months.