The first of many...

This weekend was an amazing weekend of firsts at our house. Liv walked for the first time and completely amazed all of us. She just hit ten months and let's say does not have the body of a walker quite yet. She has, however, become unstoppable! Now, not to be outdone by his sister Case used the potty for the first time, and to say he was proud was an understatement. I am pretty sure that someday when he accepts the Noble Peace Prize it will in no way compare to his excitement of going on the potty; worry not, his mom will be there to share this tidbit with the presses.

Sitting down after her walk, she looks like a porcelain doll. 

Seeing so many things out that window for the first time.

I started thinking about how exciting firsts really are and the memories they cement in our hearts and minds forever. I cannot remember a lot of things in my 31 years of life but my first kiss, the first day I got  my driver's license, the first time Curtis told me he loved me, the first time I saw Case and Liv, my first day as a nurse, first day in the Army, these memories are as vivid as the day they happened. Don't believe me...

Brandon Welch, Sadie Hawkins dance Serrano High School, freshman year. We got married at the "hoe down" and I still have the ring. It was my first kiss and my first tongue kiss all at the same time.

My dad kept me home from school to take my driver's test at the Victorville DMV. I was wearing a teal Roxy shirt because I knew it would look great in my picture, and I was confident in my abilities. I got to go in late to Mr. Gregory's Algebra II class and announce to all my friends. I had to wear a white sweater over my teal Roxy shirt when I went back to school because the spaghetti straps were against the dress code.

Curtis told me he loved me in the bathroom of his Floyd Street house at a party, all I wanted to do was pee.

Case? I remember thinking "who is this little blonde haired boy with the perfectly round head?"

Liv? I remember thinking "another blonde? I am so sorry about your head" she had the worst cone head in the history of heads.

I wore a Mighty Mouse t-shirt the day I left for the Army.

I was an Army Nurse, MAJ Norman was my head nurse and her hair smelled so strange to me.

I know that Case and Liv will not remember these milestones, but I will always carry them with me. There will be so many more firsts for them, but how many more firsts will I have? My new firsts are completely intertwined with them, as are all of my future memories. I wonder though when was the last time I did something for the first time? What things have I been waiting to do? More importantly why have I been waiting? What is holding me back from creating new "first" memories?

When was the last time you had a first?