It's official, I'm in my thirties. I'm no longer thirty, but in my thirties. There is a huge difference and when I woke up this morning to grab one of the tikes out of bed while simultaneously being kicked by the one in my belly and the one who wound up in my bed at 5am, I felt every bit of a year older. I cannot believe how quickly the time passes. I mean wasn't I just twenty-five and getting engaged, or twenty six and getting married, or twenty-seven and giving birth to my first child? How the hell did I wind up thirty-one? I mean I have a 4 year old, a 2 year old and a baby on the way. Somehow I became a grown-up dammit!
Oh well, today was great. My daughter has been running fever since Friday and has felt like crap. So as she crawled out of my room, I mean literally crawled, I wished her a good morning. She told me "don't tell me dat and leave me alone!" I knew it was going to be a good day. I forgave her and left her alone because she has run fever of 103+. My little guy was happily chowing down his oatmeal and from him I got a "dood mornin' momma.....happy durday!" Now that can make a momma smile. After 15 minutes, my big girl came around and gave me a big kiss and decided to cheer up.
We had lunch at the fabulous McDonald's and then when Josh got home gathered with family and good friends for a roast beef poboy at my current favorite restaurant. It's my only craving this pregnancy, what can I say! After that we sang happy birthday and then enjoyed a big slice of cookie cake. Meredith & Noah gave me a beautiful necklace and some comfy pj pants. How lucky can one momma get!
I am a wife, a mother, a daughter and a sister! I became a wife in May of 2005, a mother in April of 2006, the mother of 2 tikes under 2 in November of 2007 and the mother of the caboose in July of 2010. I have survived hurricane katrina, three pregnancies and c-sections, a major kitchen renovation, the start of real school, a move and I am trying to survive motherhood and three tikes. Come on in and stay for a while. I promise to be honest and to the point. There is no sugar coating motherhood and life around here.
He is the love of my life, my husband, my partner, my best friend. He patience is endless, he is a great dad and goes above and beyond as a husband and man. He helps with the laundry, he will cook dinner if needed, he cleans the kitchen at night and bathes the tikes. I could not find anyone better if I tried. He is my love.
My six year old. Who reads more than she speaks and has a thirst for knowledge. She's as kind hearted as they come and had more diva in her little toe than I do my entire body.
My five year old, who speaks more than he breathes. Quiet is not in his vocabulary. He's so inquisitive and hands on. Is the most kind hearted little boy you will ever meet.
The two year old, who gives a whole new meaning to the phrase "terrible twos". She is fiercely independent and walks to the beat of her own drum that she beats on quite frequently. Is obsessed with dancing and Dumbo.
Meet Brownie Jane
Our lovable 80+ lb chocolate lab. She can eat popsicle sticks whole, has had more surgeries than we have money for. Drinks out of the toilet and thinks the king size bed is hers.