The McCoy's: our 2nd anniversary

on december 17, 2010

we celebrated us!

two years ago my love and i knelt before the Lord in His holy temple and made sacred promises. our story written years ago, played out as we continued in the direction of promptings and before we knew it, there we were taking that beautiful leap of faith in the direction of our dreams. i know the angels smiled and were ever so present in that sacred room. my eternal love, oh how he heals me. it's through him that the Lord reveals His promises to me everyday. his love embraces me and reminds me that the Lord is aware of the desires of my heart. of my fears and anxieties and that
my realities are my own.
not that of my parents nor of those who have come before me.
we,

my eternal love and i , are in complete control of our divine destiny and i love every bit of such
truth.

this year was unique. a fun kind of unique. he, a papa and me a breast feeding mama to a very precious little love child of ours. we had to plan in detail our escapade and elicit the help of very special seasoned veterans:

that's right. the Driessens!

and you best believe little miss sarah (5 and 3/4mind you) was going to personally make sure our little chubbers was WELL taken care of :)

sidenote: it was the little guy's 1st ever slumber party away from mama and papa and the longest time (since conception) that i'd been away from him. that being said this was no small feat. it took alot of preparation both mental and physical.

physical= calculating exactly how much of my "mommy's milk" storage i would need to bring down from the freezer with room for extra just in case he'd hit 4th gear of fussy-ness.calculating how many diapers to pack considering explosions and not to mention writing out the ins and outs of how to soothe my little guy--- the tricks of the trade on how to wrap him so that he can't squeeze one arm out and then work up a fit until he gets the other; how to lightly wiggle rock him into dreamland; or how he has this thing for laying on his side w/ a pillow behind and in front of him w/ the back pillow tucked between his little chubby legs.

after explaining and demonstrating all of that, unloading the three bags full of everything and the moses basket into the house AND kissing him until marcus had to pry me from the chubbers, we were finally on the road to our romantic escapade.

now i'd be fibbing if i said we were happily on the road worry free. we didnt even get down the street before i broke into tears. the thousand horrible "what ifs" raced through my head and i bawled. one block, two blocks...my poor hubby couldn't step on the gas fast enough. "what if he runs out of breast milk?" "what if something happens to us?" i think i may have even uttered for us to maybe "reconsider. to turn around and forget about the whole thing and just be good parents." my poor hubs. all he was thinking about was the X amount of dollars that would be forfeited. not to mention the fact that we were already 45 minutes behind schedule to a carefully planned out romantic evening.

and thus, as is usually the case, he became my voice of reason and we carried on
...

one thing i love about my marcus is that he has a rule of surprising me on special holidays. the second part of that rule: no snooping for hints! because... naturally a snoop i are, i'll admit it ;)

1st up: check into
the lovely

(dont those walls just make you happy?!)

then : book it literally across the street to the famous

where we got slightly chewed out by the pleasantly plump ticket collector man for just about missing the whole 1st half. as if we/our wallets were'nt aware of it .
YAY for the nutcracker!
i'd whispered to him years ago that i was probably the one person in this whole world who'd never been to a professional ballet production of the nut cracker and so ...he surprised me!

(my surprised face)

we walked (he walked, i pranced) away onto the next surprise

that's right! santas and 7 foot elves
all part of the plan!
as we made our way to

where i soaked in this precious view.

my eternal love and the place where we made sacred eternal promises

a sensational dinner spent relishing in the details of our story thus far.
...

then: one freezing cold piggy back ride, in the midst of now drunken santas and no 7 ft elves to be found, our own suite and a rather lovely night in the arms of a sexy stud muffin of a husband later and this :

was the depiction on our faces. all smiles indeed!

saturday morning continuum: we casually took these

with them!

the beautiful Nie-Nie and handsome Mr. Nielson themselves!
darn right! life long goal as of 2 years ago=met.

i got to embrace her and tell her how much of an inspiration she has been for me. we connected as she left a love note on my calendar to remind me that we truly are blessed. and oh that mr. nielson, how he watched glowingly as perfect strangers loved on his beautiful wife. a memory to be treasured and special gifts for special friends.

so on cloud 12 we traveled to the one and only