A Martin Minute

I know I said no more post until the baby & he is nice & cozy in my VERY LARGE belly. BUT . . . I did not want to forget something that was said this evening in this house. The Princess called downstais to send WFM5 upstairs in order to kill a roach. When WFM5 was finished in the bathroom he went upstairs with a tennis shoe to protect his sister from the fierce bug. I stayed downstairs & over heard . . . "Bay, your tennis shoe did not work & he got away & I named him Joey."     So, I guess we now have a pet roach loose in the house & his name is Joey. Welcome Joey, but watch out for this hormonal mommy =)  

This sweet baby boy will arrive next week, Thursday, December 6th, if he does not choose to come before. There is an end in sight!  Obviously I looked pretty pathetic at the dr today & seeing I am growing out of maternity clothes & SuperHubby's clothes the timing could not be better. Next post will be BABY POST!

I am thankful for these people. I am thankful for the times we are together & the times we are on the side watching them grow. I am thankful to do life with SuperHubby. I am thankful that there will be more people in this picture next year. I am thankful for the good, bad, ugly & practically perfect moments.  "Praise God from who all blessings flow . . ." HAPPY THANKSGIVING! ~this WAY TOO pregnant mommy

We have first day of school & some football I cannot believe we are 3rd, 1st & 4 Yr Pre-School. Crazy late - I cannot believe the technology problems I can have at one time. I need to find golf pics & I cannot take gymnastic pictures through the glass.  More to come - this week even

I have had a rough (to say the least) few weeks.  I have lost a grandmother & have been told will lose another one too soon.  3 weeks ago these 2 women had a stomach ache & a cold.  Everything is happening too fast.  Grandmothers are those people that are always there.  You check in with each other & visit & send goodies & they tell you what beautiful kiddos you have & now I am about to lose my last grandmother. I am 35 weeks pregnant now & he is getting bigger.  (I will probably weigh as much as Marty any day now)  He seems to be on route to being my biggest baby.  I am not sure what I think about that.  I cannot breathe very well & I hurt from my shoulders to my knees.  Add to that 3 kids, a decent size house & too many toys - I am OVERWHELMED.  I am not travelling at this point, but have spent the last few weeks going back & forth to TN.  I need to be going back to TN but physically ...

WHITTY is 5!! That is right - my sweetie has turned 5 & I am going to take my time getting used to the idea. He is so precious.  The other night we were praying & he said that he loved this baby so much he could eat him up =)  Obviously a little Southern metaphor thrown in. He is my shy one. He has the most Southern accent of the oldest 3. He is truly in love with his momma & may live at home forever, but I will take that anyday. They grow up so fast that i have to remind myself to cherish even the smallest of moments. Bay & WFM5 are gaining a lot of independence so I am not pushing anyone else out of the nest at any fast speed.  People told me that with the third I would start to move him along a little faster, but I find the opposite to be true. Whitty, Daddy & I treasure your sweet spirit & imagination.  We love that you love being close by & pray that God shows us in HIS timing when to move on with more independence....

Marty has the camera & I desperately need to download some pics from first day of school.  BUT, he has the kids & the camera in AU & I am at home in a way too quiet house. My sweet Mommy took me to dinner tonight & as my sis & I told stoies about our cute kiddos we laughed & laughed, but it made me think about the differences in each of my kids & how I needed to appreciate those better. I am not a scrapbooker, or baby booker, so this little blog serves as that for my little ones.  So in lieu of keeping everything for my kids - here are a few thoughts . . . My sweet girl, you are growing & growing pains hurt in & out.  You want to grow up & be independent AND you want to play dolls & be a little girl.  Stay young as long as you can & enjoy your childhood.  Do not wory about what others think, but you are a girl so I know you will.  God knows your sweet heart & that is what counts.  I know it is...