Sunday, January 29, 2012

Hey, it works.

So what do you do at your house when the children fight?

Friday, January 27, 2012

Three Months!

Three months, when you're pregnant, last about 25 years.
Three months, when you've finally got that sweet baby in your arms, last about two seconds.
Nick is officially three months old today.
And I don't know how that happened.
As of today, we have a three-month-old.
One who can reach for, grab, and get toys into his mouth.
It's been a big day.

Friday, January 13, 2012


The feeling is mutual.

Monday, January 9, 2012


Before Nick was born, just about everybody I met assumed I was desperately hoping for a little girl.  I wasn't.  Don't get me wrong, a baby girl would have been wonderful.  But honestly, I really wanted another boy.

When Nick was born, I was the first to see that my baby was, indeed, a boy. The poor doctor never got to announce the exciting news, because I was already yelling, "It's a boy!  It's a boy!"  I was just a little bit excited.

And now, as I go about my days with not one, not two, but three boys, I meet plenty of people who ask me if I'm going to try again for "my girl." 

Now you tell me, if you got to spend your time with a bunch of men as handsome and sweet as the men I spend my time with, would you be trying for a girl?  I didn't think so.

Of course, if I ever get to have a girl I'll be thrilled, and I'm sure she will be spoiled rotten by her daddy and brothers.  But, if I were to have 25 more boys like these ones, I'd count myself one lucky mama.
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