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[ In case anyone is confused, I am not Natalie Bryant-Hanson. I do not know her, Hanson or anyone affiliated with them. Nor am I trying to fool people into believing I am her. This journal is simply part of a roleplaying game. It's 100% fictional and not to be taken seriously. For more information about the game direct yourself here. ]
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[19 Jan 2004|11:32pm] |
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I have gotten so bad at updating this thing. I don't have any time to sit down and write a decent update. When I have some time to myself all I want to do is sleep.
One of these days I will learn how to balance my time properly and squeeze some free time in to update and harass people on AIM. And by people I mainly mean Marion. And by harass I mean beg her to come and visit me.
I'll try to write a decent update tomorrow. But don't hold me to that because I'll probably forget.
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[10 Dec 2003|01:34pm] |
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Choosing only three icons is a pain. Especially when you've just been given a bundle that you want to use. Thanks Marion. <3
Christmas is only a couple of weeks away and the mad rush that is guaranteed with this time of year is really underway. We had Diana babysit Ezra last week so Tay and I could do our Christmas shopping. We bought Ez so much stuff. He is going to be so spoiled this Christmas. He already is spoiled, but we'll just overlook that.
Our Christmas tree is up and decorated. While we were decorating the tree, I insisted on putting Snowed In on. Tay protested and whined but eventually caved in and even ended up singing along to the songs while Ezra cooed and giggled at his daddy.
This Christmas is going to be so much better than last years. Ez still doesn't understand the full meaning of anything, but he's caught on to the fact it's a special time of year. He loves all the brightly coloured decorations and the music. This is also our first Christmas as a family, in our own home. Last year I was with my parents, trying to adjust to being a single mother looking after a newborn baby. So much has changed since then, so much has fallen into place. Everything is how it should be and I'm so, so, so grateful for that.
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[15 Nov 2003|10:49pm] |
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The tour is over. I know the guys are disappointed, but we're all relieved as well. There's only so much being cramped in a tour bus and sleeping in a different bed, in a diferent hotel every couple of nights that one can take. I missed being able to crawl under the covers of my own bed. I love having the opportunity to experience the tour with Tay, but I am so, so, so glad to be home.
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[03 Nov 2003|02:40pm] |
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Things have been insane around here. Ezra turned one on Friday. My little baby boy is not so little anymore. A year ago he was this tiny, fragile newborn who spent more time sleeping than anything else. Now, he's got his own personality and he gets into anything he can get his little hands on. He's starting to talk and walk and he has his daddy all figured out. He's mastered that pout that I've seen more times than I can count on Taylor's face. He is honestly a splitting image of his dad. He's got my eyes, but he has Taylor's nose and smile and hair.
Having Taylor back with us has had a bigger impact on Ezra than I could have imagined. He refuses to go to sleep at night without having his daddy sing to him. He loves watching Taylor perform and will often point at Tay and babble away happily.
A year ago I had given up hope for us, I thought it would be Ezra and myself with occasional visits from Taylor. I didn't think we would become the family we are now. Sometimes when I'm lying next to him, I still wonder if I'm dreaming. When he reaches for me and pulls me closer to his body and whispers against my hair that he loves me, I know this is real. This is how we're meant to be.
On a different note, Marion, I'm sorry the plans fell through for the joint birthday party. I've sent out tickets for you and Kaisa to join us in New York for the concert at Carnegie Hall. We can have a belated party for the babies there and all that fun stuff. I hope you can make it. :-*
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[09 Oct 2003|06:10pm] |
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I need to update. And I need to find some free time to sign online more often.
I am so exhausted right now. Ezra is stumbling and bumbling around, getting into anything and everything. Someone needs to be watching him at all times otherwise he manages to gets his little hands on something he shouldn't touch. He's getting into the habit of mimicking me, too. Whenever he does something he shouldn't and I scold him, he'll shake his head at me and say "no".
It's hard to believe he's turning one in a couple of weeks. It doesn't feel like a year has gone by. Where does time go?
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[14 Sep 2003|09:48am] |
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I really, really want to get off the tour bus. Ezra's has been throwing random fits all morning. I've tried everything to keep him happy and I succeed for about five minutes, then he'll start crying and screaming again. I feel like crying out of frustration and exhaustion. Everyone else on the bus is slowly going insane too. There's only so much howling one can take before wanting to tear their own hair out. The sooner we arrive in Texas the better it will be for everyone.
Since the guys don't have a concert tonight, Taylor and I have decided to spend the night in our hotel room with Ez. Quality family time or something. I'm sure our time will be spent eating junk food ordered from room service and watching Cartoon Network. I'm sure that sounds boring to many people but it's perfect for us. Tay and I snuggle up on the couch with Ez on one of our laps and talk while the cartoons play quietly in the background.
It's still hard for me to process that we're a family now. I watch Tay with our son and I'm left in awe. I never imagined my life would turn out this way. Not a day passes where I'm not thankful for it though.
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Can someone please tell me why I let him go out dressed like this?!
A decent update later maybe.
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[28 Aug 2003|08:35am] |
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Up until I met ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=88.8) tay_hanson in 2000 I was just an ordinary girl from Georgia. I came from a family with reasonably strict parents and an overprotective older brother. I worked hard in school to get good grades and spent my free time doing the things normal teenagers do; I shopped, I went to parties, I dated, I had movie nights with my closest friends. Upon meeting Taylor, not much changed, not at first anyway. We hit it off instantly, conversation came easily as if we'd known each other all our lives. We started dating and I fell for him, hard. He was my first everything. First love, first (and only) guy I had sex with, first heartbreak...
Early last year I found out I was pregnant. I was so scared. Absolutely terrified of telling him. We had broken up, he was with someone else, I didn't fit into the equation anymore. Yet here I was with a life growing inside of me that was his baby daughter or son. Once I had worked up the courage to tell him, he assured me he would be there for me every step of the way. And he was. We didn't get back together straight away but he kept his promise. He was there for the birth of his son, he called on a regular basis to see how he was and he'd visit whenever he could.
A lot has happened since 2000 and I'd be here all day if I were to write about it all. To cut the long story short, Taylor and I are together again with our son. We're giving ourselves a chance to be a family. For Ezra's sake and our own. There are still a lot of bumps we need to work on and our road isn't a perfectly straight one. We both realize we're young and that this isn't always going to be easy but what matters is we're trying.
I seem to have lost my original train of thought and my son is starting to fuss so I have to leave this here. If anyone wants to talk you can catch me on x natalie anne.
( And now for brackets... )
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