Olin is probably thinking the same thing we all are, where has the time gone! Olin is now 8 weeks old. I feel like just yesterday I was laying in that hospital bed praying everything came out okay. And now, my little man had his second doctor visit for his 2 month check up and his first set of shots. Because of work I couldn't go and hold his little bitty hand through it all, but my brave little man took on the challenge with his daddy. Low and behold, to everyones amazment because Olin is just a little bitty guy, he took each shot like the warrior I knew he was. As my crazy older sister would say, "He gets it from his momma!" LOL Mr. Olin has proven to be the true spawn of my loom. He didn't shed a tear or even fuss. He told that doctor and nurse "give me your best shot!" So stick that in your juice box and suck it! :) LOB HIM!

Olin ... 2 months ... WOW! 2 months later and I still spend HOURS just staring at him trying to comprehend how on God's green earth this little person formed inside me and is now here. Here making me realize more and more everyday that I don't anything or anyone else in this world except for him. He's the little miracle that makes everyday of my life worth all the pain and struggling I've gone through. For him I will take on any challenge. Anyone who dares step in our way of pure bliss will rue the day. My entire life I have been a fighter. I have done everything and anything I possibly could to prove myself to the world ... and most of all to myself ... that I am better than the rest. I have put myself up to test every limit I can ... and now I have taken on the ULTIMATE CHALLENGE ... MOMMYHOOD! I pray everyday since Olin got here that God give me the strength, courage, and will to do whatever it takes to be the BEST mother that my child can have. I want him to be able to grow up and say "THAT'S MY MOM BITCHES!" Just the way I have.

My mother to me is the biggest most powerful inspirations. Not only did she grow up EXTREMELY young due to her own mother's "abandonment" but she then had to raise 4 children basically on her own. A single Mexican mother who cares more than her own life about her children. And not to sound conceited or all powerful, but she did a GREAT job. My 3 siblings and I have grown up to be exceptional human beings. We all have goals and have been fighters just like her. She came here to give us the opportunities she didn't have and for that I thank God day in and day out that that woman is my Mother. A job that she took on and rose above with little effort all alone. There's no one else I'd rather be more like. She's the greatest thing next to Mr. Olin that is in my life.

She is what I wanna be when I grow up ... Alone or accompanied ... Olin will be proud of me every step of the way. That is my new challenge and I plan to embark on it a million times stronger and wiser than any other I've taken on!

LOB MY BURRITO MAN! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !