Grey skies are gonna clear up

In the grand scheme of my time as a mother I know that this is going to be but a blip on the radar but this past week was the toughest week for me. Thomas was sick, congested, fussy, low fever. To make matters worse (and very emotional for me) he went on a nursing strike. I was in a dark place.

And then this weekend came. Scot was an amazing and supportive hubby and best friend. Uncle Pete and Jodi came to town. We skied powder at Bogus Basin and had the whole place to ourselves on Sat. And then low and behold, Thomas started nursing again on Sunday morning. It was like sunshine.

Turns out the poor guy was cutting THREE teeth on top, no wonder he was sick/fussy.

I can't even describe how humbling this motherhood thing is for me. I am so grateful for every minute, even when I am in a dark place I have to keep in mind that it will always get better.

 A little smile for the camera.

Thomas looking cool in Uncle Pete's hat.

 Thomas and his girlfriend, Jodi. Watch out Uncle Pete - you have some competition.

 Scot and Pete chillin' in the playroom.

Getting love from Uncle Pete. Check out the playroom walls - sweet paint job Scotty!

 Skyping with Aunt Tina and cousins Anna and Addison. It is hilarious to watch the three babies check each other out through the computer.

Hi Aunt Tina!