Thursday, June 30, 2011

Chuck E Creeper

Last weekend we went to a birthday party at Chuck E Cheese.
We went to Freebird's before hand to stuff Lily so she wouldn't eat anything, and success of all successes, she only took one bite of pizza.

Here are some pictures from our loverly outing.

Oh, and don't worry. I'll start blogging about important things again one day...sigh.


Sunday, June 26, 2011

Ticket Master

Today, Lily had her first trip to Chuck E Cheese's today.

Click on the image if the gif isn't working ;]
She was queen of the tickets.

Friday, June 24, 2011

12 Weeks

It feels like just last week I was telling myself "oh my gosh, I still have TWELVE more weeks til I meet him/her!" Then she she's almost 3 months old. HOW?!?!

Her newest thing happens at night. When I detach myself from her [lol] and roll over, she immediately rolls til she finds me and sleeps against my back. Like "Whoa, whoa, whoa, get back here mama."

Aaaand...fantastic news...She's getting eyelashes.

I started taking pics of her BFF Ella, and this is what she thought about THAT!

Hope you all have a great weekend and stay cool! [pfffft....right]

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Our Love Story

Three years ago today, I dropped my last name [was pretty excited to not have to deal with people asking "How do you spell that? Czarnecki?"] and became Maegan Annette Burke :]

When I was a Sophomore in high school, our super cool Senior friend, Daniel, brought one of his friends, Eamon, to our lunch table. He was pretty quiet, but when someone spilled their water bottle he said "Oh. My water broke." It was the funniest thing to 6 high school boy crazy girls, but particularly me ;] [and how funny is it that his ice-breaker joke was about BIRTH?! I should have known then...]

Eamon was a library aid during my fourth period Criminal Justice class. I was a band/choir kid and had no interest at all in being in the class, and my teacher was kind enough to see that. He wrote me a library pass to go "work on other school work" and gave me an A in the class as long as I took the test. That's where we met. That's where we fell in love.

I was a very troubled young lady when we met. In fact, one of the first ways he let me know how he felt said "a beautiful girl like you doesn't need to be doing that [cutting, BARF] to herself." I was VERY awkward, ya'll...VERY. But he thought I was beautiful. He saw something in me no one else did. On September 8th, 2004 we went on his first date, to Equal Eyes in Corpus Christi, Tx, for his band's first show. That's also when I got my first kiss.

Eamon was always patient, kind, encouraging, everything a 16 year old boy is clueless about. About a year into our relationship, my dirty, ugly lie of a life crashed in on me. Before I was saved, I was a liar. The worst kind. It got to where I didn't really know if I was lying because all of my lies were so elaborate, so deeply rooted, I didn't really know how to separate them all. When the truth came out, it nearly killed me. All of my lies had been exposed, I didn't know who I was, neither did Eamon. But he stuck by me. If everything I told him had been a lie and he still loved me, he wanted to know who I really was. So we stayed together.

He waited around in po-dunk Rockport for me to graduate. I remember my dad being upset that we had been together this long, he said "Unless you're gonna marry this boy, you need to move on! It's not good to stay with one person for so long!" I probably rolled my eyes or something and he said "WHAT?! You think you're gonna marry him!?" I said "probably" and the usual fight over how rebellious and naive I was began for the night :]

We left the country for the first time together after I graduated on a mission trip to Thailand. I turned 18 on the plane ride over. While we gawked at the beauty of the country, and shuddered over it's poverty, all I could think about is "I want to work here with him as my husband." When we visited the orphanages of the little girls [under 7 years old, mostly] who'd been taken out of sex slavery, all I could think about is adopting one or twenty with Eamon. I was sold. I knew he was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Now I just had to wait.

When we got back, Eamon moved to Austin because it was the closest place to Kerrville [where I would be going to school] that he could get a job and had friends. We did the long distance thing. It was awful. I was working at the most stressful job I'd ever [to this day] had, was out of my element, had great friends, but was missing my best friend. I visited Austin as much as I could. The days we spent there were precious. We'd save up our money and go on super fun dates while he showed me the city.

During this time, I found out about Intentional Gatherings and decided I was moving to "Dallas" [yes, small town me thought that East Lancaster and Dallas were the same thing] So without hesitation, Eamon moved up here with the only friends we had. I went to check out IG's community home to see if it was a suitable fit and to visit Eamon during Spring Break.

On Good Friday, 2008, Eamon walked from Arlington to Ft Worth in the middle of the night. He called me at 3 in the morning and told me to walk outside. I found him there, shaking from adrenaline, and asked if he was crazy. He started telling me about what he had been talking to God about, but all I could think was "I'm in my pj's...How'd he get here?!...I bet my breath stinks real bad...wait, why is he here?!" Then he reached in his pocket, got down on one shaky knee, and asked me to marry him. Without hesitation, I said yes.

We planned our wedding for the first day of summer. We had always talked about a fall wedding, but we just couldn't wait :]

We got married in Rockport, but drove ALL the way back to Arlington that night. We followed the most beautiful thunderstorm I've ever seen the whole way there and got pulled over for speeding. When the police officer saw Eamon in his white tuxedo, he let us go to "have a good night."

When I am 31, I'll have been with Eamon longer than I've been without him. I love him dearly, like I've never loved anyone before, and can't imagine loving anyone the same again. His passion to grow and push me in any way that God has him is inspiring. His unending love for his girls puts a lump in my throat. Even though some days are hard...really, really hard, I pray that God gives us the rest of our days together.

What's your love story? I'd love to hear it!

You can read last year's anniversary post here :]

Monday, June 20, 2011

Mae Flowers: Wilted.

So some of you may remember a little link to my etsy store right over yonder <-----, Mae Flowers.

Well, I hate to say it, but I will no longer be keeping up with that business. I loved the creative outlet, and I still love making them for my girls-but that does not make a business. I took a good look at myself and my goals this weekend and realized that it is time for me to shut it down. I know women who are Wedding/birth/engagement/newborn/boutique/editorial photographers, have two or three etsy shops, are getting their LLL or DONA certification, have a part time job, and are supposed to somehow be a mom and wife. After sitting and judging them in my head I thought...well, what the heck are YOU doing?!

I've become far more passionate about photography than I ever thought I would be, so I've decided to pursue it alone. That, plus two girls, one dog, and a hubby equals a full plate for me! I find the more you try to stuff on that plate, the more something suffers. I'll still make some clips from time to time for my girls or baby showers, but I think I've learned my lesson. Just because someone tells you "You should TOTALLY sell these" doesn't mean you'll be successful ;]

Thanks for supporting me while it lasted!

Our Weekend in Pictures: Summer

Ever since I was little I've wanted to be the type of mom who would just throw there kids in the car and go do something amazingly fun with them. Friday night, I got to do that. We heard that The Polyphonic Spree was throwing a FREE concert in Dallas. I sorta freaked out [I've always wanted to see them] and insisted that we go. Eamon doesn't handle spontaneity well [well....neither do I, lol] so this was a little much. But since Father's Day is Sunday, our anniversary's Tuesday, and my birthday's in a few weeks...I just couldn't pass it up! I mean, IT'S FREE!
 It was 8. I just got Lily out of the bath and into her pjs. The concert started at 9 [an hour after Lily's bedtime]. We drove over there in 30 mins [there was ZERO traffic] popped the girls and there carriers, and were by far the coolest parents I know ;]

The best picture of Eamon and Lily I could get. I've never shot at night with this camera it was interesting to say the least, lol.

*Melt* Eamon and Lily after the show, waiting for the train to go by...

Norah slept the entire time.

We left at about 10:45 and as soon as Lily got in her carseat, she passed out! She was a little embarrassed to dance in front of everyone, but as soon as she got going, she literally stole the show. No one around us was watching the stage, just our little dancing fool. Love her. Norah however, woke as soon as we got in the car and giggled and coo'd the entire way home. It was a pretty amazing night.

I had a couple of shoots this weekend, so Saturday we took it easy, but Sunday was even easier. Lily and I chilled at the pool since it was overcast/sprinkling and no one else was out.
[I only edited one of these, I just liked them how they were SOOC]

This pic makes me wanna cut Lily's hair really short...she has the head for it ;]

Dollar store bubbles. Best dollar I ever spent.

While we were waiting for the weather to clear up a little bit, Lily's floatie blew into the pool. Can you tell how concerned she is?


"No, we have to wait for it to stop raining."

Ok, ok, ok...You can't really tell. But this is the funniest thing-EVER. Lily blows on her food. She watched me blow the bubbles too. So she picks up the wand, gets it nice and soapy...and starts spitting like the tazmainian devil!!! I don't know where she got this, or why she won't do it right, but I laughed so hard I couldn't breath!

"Baby, I think it's time to come in..."

*Face Palm* "No inside!!! Poooooooool!"
Drama queen.

And for lunch today, Father's Day, I made the best dang sandwiches I've ever had in my life.