What year is it?

I go to my blog to read my friend's blogs. I feel guilty every time, thinking I should do a post or at least show some pics. I don't have hardly any brain energy left by the end of the evening to come up with two thoughts that make sense. (I just had to take a deep breath to figure out how to even write that) That's pretty fried!
I'm good though, thanks for asking ;) Life is good, hard but good. I never knew boys could be so loud, high energy and heavy footed. My middle child (and he is so living up to the term middle child) was running back and forth around me and my kitchen island today that I finally yelled "stop it", "stop running and get control". Very earnestly he said "I can't". It was true, he could not stop himself. So I sent him outside, where he seemed pleased to be able to go. Ahhh, some days I want to take our babe and go hide out in a dark closet and rock him for as long as I want. After having my third child, I am calm and relaxed with the whole baby thing. I am in absolute bliss with this baby, no worries just enjoying him to the fullest. The catch now is how to be good mom to all three at the same time, whew! Still trying to figure this out.
So I'm still here, alive and well. Some days hanging on by a thread and other days I wouldn't give up any of the chaos. I am learning to let go of any preconceived plans for my day. This is huge for me. If I can't fit it all in, it's okay, don't push. When I push I end up with an unhappy 5 year old, 3 year and 4 month old, no need for that!
So as I may be breaking for a bit with blogging, I will venture back in I'm sure. The next post may be about their high school graduation but I will be back.

I got the below email from a friend from which she had gotten the same email from another friend. Since, I have no time right now to come up with my own thoughts in my blog, I thought I would share this. Believe me, I went to my Aldi plastic wrap and it had it!

I had to go into the kitchen and check this out for myself. Whoever looks at the end of your aluminum foil box? You know when you try to pull some foil out and the roll comes out of the box. Then you have to put the roll back in the box and start over. The darn roll always comes out at the wrong time.

Well, I would like to share this with you. Yesterday I went to throw out an empty Reynolds foil box and for some reason I turned it and looked at the end of the box. And written on the end it said, Press here to lock end. Right there on the end of the box is a tab to lock the roll in place. How long has this little locking tab been there? I then looked at a generic brand of aluminum foil and it had one, too. I then looked at a box of Saran wrap and it had one too! I can't count the number of times the Saran wrap roll has jumped out when I was trying to cover so mething up.

I'm sharing this with my friends. I hope I'm not the only person that didn't know about this.

Reality....

Sometimes, I like to choose to not live in reality. I can't remember if I ever shared my "blockbuster" story after I had Marschall. Quick version, I was home from the hospital and was itching to get out for a quick trip. I decided to go get us a movie at our local blockbuster. I felt very light skinny compared to being pregnant. (I'm the one who felt like I could be a bikini model after birth, I felt so light and limber.) Never the less, as I am checking out the cashier asked when my baby was due, I immediately got tears in my eyes and explained that he, the baby, was at home....
I was so upset, as I look back I have no idea why I thought I looked so slim. I was still wearing a maternity shirt and it had only been like 4 days since I gave birth. You see, birthing classes won't tell you that you will have your belly for a while. Not just your extra weight, your actual belly will still look about 5 months pregnant for a good couple of weeks. Maybe they should share that in sex ed, scare the girls with the thought of still looking pregnant while they are holding their baby.
Anyway, I was more than prepared this go round, I even explained to Marschall that mommy will still have her belly for a while. He seemed to understand. Now,I realize I should have set Garrett down too with Marschall. Here is my new and improved blockbuster story.
While I am still in the hospital Garrett comes over to sit on my bed. I am holding Braxton and he says with a cute little smile, "now we will have two babies". I said "what do you mean Garrett"? He points to Braxton and says "that baby and then that baby", pointing to my stomach." I begin to explain that mommy's tummy will still be big for a while, trying to rationalize with a 3 year old. Oh well, I didn't get tears in my eyes. I just keep asking him every now and again, isn't mommy's tummy getting smaller?

True Thanksgiving

I wanted to post this a couple of weeks ago and couldn't find time to do so. I have written to each of our boys and placed it in their baby books. I also felt led to give them each a verse to stand on through life. Here's Braxton's letter.....

Dear Braxton Elliott,

We just finalized your name yesterday (11/9)! We always knew God knew your name, it just took us a while. Wow, this is the 3rd time I've written to a new baby boy of ours. How blessed we are that you are coming to us! We are so thankful for your health and that you are completing our family. We pray that you will be a strong man of God as you grow up- Your brothers; Marschall and Garrett have been so excited to meet you and help take care of you. They will be your true friends for life. We pray that you all will support and care for one another as you grow up. Most of all that you will point each other to life in Jesus- this is where true happiness and contentment lies, nothing else will satisfy. We pray for your protection spiritually and physically. We've loved you since we found out we were having you, our love for you is unconditional. We look forward to getting to know you and loving you the way you need to be loved. We can't wait to meet you. I love feeling your kicks inside me and look forward to holding you and seeing the baby God has been growing inside me. Just know you are special and God has purposely placed you in our family.

"Now may the God of peace Himself sanctify you completely; and may your whole spirit, soul, and body be preserved blameless at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. He who calls you is faithful, who also will do it." 1 Thessalonians 5:23