My son is 24 days old now. That's 24 times that the love in my heart has doubled. I never knew a person could be so happy. Being a mommy is the best thing that ever happened to me!

Because of this new chapter in my life, I've decided to stop using this blog. Instead, I will be blogging HERE. There's a lot of history in this old Xanga, and it's been a good run, but it's time for me to leave a lot of that old stuff behind and start over. The new me, the Mommy me, has a different view of this world and everything in it, and my new blog is meant to reflect that.

To all my friends and subscribers, I'd love to hear from you on my new blog. I know I've been gone a while, but now that our internet is up and running I'll be online much more often. Getting back in touch with you all is something I really look forward to. So drop by and let's catch up!

Our son was born at 9am on Wednesday, May 20. He was 22 inches long, and weighed 9 lbs and 1 oz. His name is James Lander Emerson Jeffryes, and I have never loved anyone or anything so much as I love this 9 pounds of little person. He can't talk, walk, feed himself, or clean himself. You might say he's totally useless. But he brings meaning to my life I could never have imagined. From this day forward, I live and breathe for Lander, I would kill or die or starve for him. I would sell everything I own and live in a tent for his sake, and I will work every day of my life to make sure that he has the best life he could possibly have. 

I love my son. Our son. He is the center of my recently readjusted universe.

-Betty

Laid to rest March 2nd, 2010. Our beloved friend Izzy left us after a brief, but brave battle with a tumor.  He will be remembered as wonderful friend, a super curious carpet shark, and an adorable critter.  Countless times his silly shenanigans and mischevious misadventures delighted our hearts and turned our frowns upside down.  We're sure that now he's in a bigger, better place strewn with plastic bags, teddy bears, and little shiny things. Jesus, please give him a raisin every day, and don't be mad if he pees on your carpet sometimes or ninjas his way into places he's not supposed to go. We love you Izzy, we always will. You filled a place in our hearts and homes that no other animal ever could. You will scamper in our memories forever. -James and Elizabeth (aka Daddy and Mommy)