Laurie Morris

Originally, born in Rochester Minnesota, I was raised in Richmond Virginia, a beautiful city and wonderful place to spend a childhood. I ran off to college, armed with as much common sense as I thought I would ever need and settled in at East Carolina University where I met my soon to be husband, Daniel. We married shortly after graduating and planted ourselves in Raleigh to begin our lives together. Daniel and I knew very early on that we were going to get married. It was meant to be. If I had gotten into my first choice school, I would never have set foot in North Carolina, let alone Greenville. If Daniel didn’t enjoy irritating his father by going to any school but NC State, he never would have found himself waiting for me outside of Econ1200 on Tuesdays and Thursdays. We are avid Pirates now, sort of as a “thank you” to our alma-mater. We are active Pirate Club members, attend each and every home football game, some away games and have even made it out to the bowl games in recent years. We love ECU for bringing us together. And now we have our own little Pirate as a result! Daniel and I have been married for 7 fantastic years. In September of 2010, we were hit with the most life altering news we could imagine – we were pregnant! This was an incredibly joyous occasion for Daniel. I, however, found myself wrought with anxiety and worry for the new and unknown world I was about to enter and from which I would never return. After meeting Lily, I knew there was no way I could give her to a stranger on my way to work every day. And the decision was made. I have been home caring for Lily since I brought her home from the hospital and I am happier than I could have ever imagined. I have found that, much to my dismay, I was made to be a mother. Even the truly trying times, sleepless nights and colicky months are a drop in the bucket compared to the joy I receive daily from watching my child learn and grow and seeing her smile.

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Out And About

I recently had a fellow blogger over so we could work out and our girls could mingle. Thank God I did because she pointed out that I have poison ivy in my back yard!

I have no idea why my husband hasn’t gotten it yet since it’s by our back fence mostly and he is always back there AND he’s highly allergic to it. I went on a killing spree with my rubber gloves, rain boots, and lysol. I ripped as much as I could out but there is A LOT!!

I couldn’t possibly get it all from the back fence but Abigail never goes back there so I wasn’t too worried. I ripped so much out that I think everything started to look like poison ivy and if I didn’t stop we wouldn’t have anything green left in our backyard. Now I am finding myself searching every inch of the yard when I’m outside to make sure I didn’t miss any that Abigail might get into. It’s awful. 

Sometimes I really wish I could put Abi in a bubble when she goes outside. It’s such a dangerous world! She is constantly finding things in the yard I didn’t know were there. One of these times she’s going to bring me a handful of poison ivy I just know it. 

How do you make sure that your kids don’t get into danger in the backyard?

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