A Tale of a Princess and her very cute little "Bothers"

My Baby Girl is Growing Up

2011-01-26T23:50:00.000-08:00

Dear Hannah,
You turned 4 today. Yep my little girl is growing up. How did this happen? I mean you're still little at least to me. You might call yourself a grown-up kid, but you're still little. I ask you all the time to please stop growing. You always tell me "No!" of course. You also tell me not to worry because you prayed to Jesus and asked him to please not let you grow to the sky. You have this silly fear that you will someday grow too tall for our house and then where will you live?

Right now at the age of 4 you don't want to get married and have kids. You said that you don't ever want to kiss a boy, so you can't do those things. That is fine with me and your dad. You can live with us as long as you want.

You still love princesses, but I think you always will.

You love to help me with whatever I'm doing. You are my little shadow. At times I might get irritated because you're help is sometimes not helpful. But really I love that you want to be at my side every minute that you can.

You are soooooo smart. You love learning, but you are a perfectionist, so with learning comes many tears and frustration. One thing you're very interested in right now is God. I love having conversations with you about him. I love that you soak everything in. It really is amazing to see God through the eyes of a 4 year old.

Something I've learned about you this past year is how incredibly shy you are around people you don't know. I'm not sure if it is a new stage or if you're really just very bashful. Around people you know though, there is no way of keeping you quiet.

You are also a very good big sister. I love watching you with your brothers. You are very loving to them most of the time and other times you are a typical big sister, protecting your very beloved toys. I understand, I've been there done that.

More than anything I want you to know that I love you so much. I am so thankful that God asked me to be your mom. What an honor it is to watch you grow up and help mold and shape you into the person God created you to be. Happy Birthday Hannah Banana!
I love you.

Love,
Mommy

Boys part 2

2010-12-06T16:10:00.000-08:00

So yes I was sent home, but I shouldn't have been. Nope he shouldn't have sent me home. The minute I got up to get dressed, the contractions started, but I didn't say anything. I promised him I would go home and be on bedrest and I did just that. I listened. I layed down. I slept. I drank water. I was careful with what I ate. I let Josh do everything and take care of Hannah. My contractions returned to 10 minutes apart....so that evening at 5 we returned to the hospital. I was placed in a sort of room with another girl, because they were busy. They monitored me and even had the nerve to say...well sweetie if you're having twins you're going to have contractions. Duh!!!!!! She was questioning if I knew what I was talking about. I felt like saying look lady I didn't want to come back because of someone thinking I didn't know what I was talking about. The monitor did the work for me though. She believed me. My doctor was there and he checked me...this time I was at a 5 so I was admitted for the long haul. I wasn't going home until the babies were born...if that meant that night or 2 weeks from then. 2 weeks was the goal even at a 5. They had to put me on Mag (I hate Mag and the mere mention made me nervous). So they hooked me up to the Mag machine, and an IV to keep me hydrated. Did I mention they couldn't find vain to do this and they poked me like 3 or 4 times before it worked. It was TORTURE!!!! Luckily my nurse Leah was back for the night. She even begged to have me as a patient during shift change, lol. I was so glad. She made me calm and made it to where I got rest. I loved her.

So the Mag worked it's magic. The contractions stopped. I sat in the hospital Thursday, Friday, and ..............

to be continued

A year ago

2010-12-01T22:08:00.000-08:00

14 1/2 months ago my boys began their journey into this world to meet everyone who had been waiting for them. I will never forget how this journey began. It began on Tuesday morning September 15, 2009. I had some great plans of getting my hair done for the last time before being a mother of twins and an ultrasound scheduled to make sure the boys were doing fine. That morning while I was getting ready, the contractions started. I had been having braxton hicks for awhile and I knew these were different, but remember with Hannah my labor was induced and I was out of it, so I had no memory of what this should feel like. I just knew that I didn't feel good. So I did what anyone in labor would do right? I kept my hair appointment (who knew when I would get my hair done again?), but I did call the doctor to make sure everything was okay. It took awhile for them to call back but they decided to see me right after my ultrasound. Luckily Hannah was with my sil for the day so I didn't have to worry about her. After my hair appointment I scratched everything else I was going to do and came home to rest. The contractions stopped, so I thought maybe I had just overdone it. Josh came home from work anyways, he wanted to make sure the doctor knew what was going on and that I was okay. He is a great hubby. So we went to the ultrasound and then to see my doctor, who didn't seem worried at all. I hated this about him...I need someone to be worried about things with me, not laid back. I remember that I was dialated to a 2 and he said, well are your bags packed? I would get them packed and when your contractions are 10-15 minutes apart go to the hospital.

People...I was in denial and panic mode at the same time. I was only 33 weeks pregnant...these boys did not need to make an appearance. Anyways my nesting mode was going so I begged Josh to go pick up furniture from storage and take it to his parents house. It was furniture for Hannah's room that wasn't done yet and I so desperately wanted everything done before the babies came. He protested saying that we needed to go home and let me rest and then possibly go to the hospital. The hospital? I wasn't going to the hospital...so we went and got the furniture. All the while my contractions continued and they were about 7-10 minutes apart. I assured everyone I just needed to lay down and drink water and I wasn't going to the hospital...I just wasn't. So after that distraction I talked Josh into getting us dinner from MacDonalds. So he got it and I ate it. I got home put my feet up, drank water, and the contractions continued. WHAT???????? I had to go to the hospital. So we went.

When we arrived they were waiting for us and they showed me to my room. It was 10 at night by this time. My nurse's name was Leah and I loved her, she was the best. She hooked me up and started the process of watching me. I told her to do whatever she could to let me go home and that I didn't want to have the babies that night. She just laughed and said that according to my contractions they would be delivering the boys in the middle of the night unless they stopped. It could have been earlier...but remember I ate at 8 so we had to wait. She even checked me and I was at a 4, yep the boys wanted to come! So I did what I knew how and I prayed and prayed. I also slept and slept because the contractions STOPPED! The next morning my doctor came in and checked me and said I was still a 2??? So he sent me home.....

to be continued

My NO Good Very Bad Day

2010-11-09T00:42:00.000-08:00

Have you ever had a no good very bad day? Well yesterday was one of those days. It started around midnight when the power went out. Josh and I were sleeping and I heard the sound of nothing which woke me up. (I wasn't sleeping well anyways since Hannah was in bed with us due to an ear ache). We waited thinking it would go on any moment, but no it didn't. So Josh set his alarm on his cell phone and he and I woke up every hour to make sure he wasn't late, and still no power. Finally morning came and guess what, no power...but praise God Hannah's ear ache was gone and we really did praise God because we know that he healed her...(okay I guess that wasn't bad) A healed ear meant no doctor and that we could go to MOPS, still a great day. It also rained hard when the power went out so Josh was off from work which meant the day was getting even better. I couldn't have imagined a more perfect day. Well how about great conversations with new friends and a dear old friend. A conversation you knew God planned for you. Perfect!!!!!!!! That was the end of my mostly great day.

As I drove home from MOPS, I called Josh to find out the power was still out. At this time I started to get worried. We had food going bad in the fridge which meant money was getting wasted and to top that I had a Bunco party to host at my house. My house was almost completely clean, cleaner than it's been in a very long time. All it needed was the floors finished and a few things put away, but couldn't vacuum if the power was out. I was going to bake some delicious pumpkin chocolate chip cookies, I've never actually eaten them to know if their yummy but 500 people reviewed them online and said they were good. I was still hopeful that this would all happen until Josh told me the newest update said maybe 4. Maybe 4 wasn't enough time to find a back up plan if maybe 4 didn't happen. Luckily I called one of my best friends, Raquel and she offered to have the party at her house. Wow, what a great friend to do something last minute like that! Things were looking good again. Until...............

Josh got called back to work for the afternoon. How was I going to go early to Raquel's to start cooking dinner and get things ready if I had the kids? Well how about I bring them. So I did. That meant extra packing. Aye ya yaye!

So now we were finally leaving the house at 4:40 and guess what! Yep, the power came on. I just laughed and thought "Lord you are too funny!" I even thought for a minute of unloading my packed car and staying home to get it done, but knew it was too late. Phone calls had been made and plans had been changed. The party was at Raquels, so we left.

We were almost there....when I realized that I left the most important ingredient to the yummy spaghetti I was serving, the sausage. You can't have spaghetti without sausage (well you could, but it's not as good). So Raquel let me leave the kids and off to Albertsons I went. Could this day get any worse I thought to myself.....Well, that was the end of my no good very bad day, because the rest of the day just got better.

I was in a very long line at Alberstons when a cashier pointed to me and took me to the front of her line. I got back to Raquel's with an hour to spare before guests arrived, so that was plenty of time to cook.

On top of that...

Raquel and her daughter fed all of my kids dinner, so that meant no fits were thrown by Ian or Zachary....crisis overted, thankfully.

Raquel set up her classroom that she homeschools in into this cute little bunco room, soooooo cute and nice.

She had also gone to the store for me and bought bread and desserts for the night. Oh and she made a delicious sherbert punch. OMG it was soooooo good.

Josh picked up the kids with plenty of time to spare to get things finished.

Bunco was sooooo relaxing and fun. I love hanging out with these ladies, always puts a smile to my face.

I won a prize...$12 which paid for my trip to Albertsons.

I came home to my house back to normal and my daughter still awake waiting to give me big hugs, yelling surprise as she presented to me a house that wasn't messy anymore from the power outage.

Josh was sitting there grinning because he's the one that did the restraightening (you've got to straighten things up a lot with 3 kids lol)

Anyways my no good very bad day showed me how loved I am. I surprised myself through all the trials of the day. I did not once pitch a fit or get upset or flustered. I kept my cool, very unlike myself. I didn't even yell at Josh (like it was his fault or something) Sometimes things don't go our way, but if we let God use those things he can turn them into blessings. It was soooooooooooo neat to know that I had people that God placed in my life, sitting in my corner today. Thanks guys, I love you!!!!!!!!!!!

Hannah Banana

2010-08-13T07:39:00.000-07:00

Hannah,
I thank God every day for giving you to me and your daddy. We love you soooooooo much! You are the sweetest little girl ever. You are very easy going and loving. Right now you are 3 1/2. This age has been very fun.

You LOVE puzzles so much that every day you put together at least 5 puzzles, sometimes the same puzzle over and over again. You can handle up to a hundred pieces at a time by yourself.

You love princesses (the Disney princesses and any other girl that looks like a princess), Strawberry Shortcake, Shrek, Toystory, and Veggie Tales.

When we go shopping you love to show me all of the things I should buy you. It is very cute.

You're favorite things to do with mommy and daddy are play Barbies, princesses, dad and kid or mom and kid, puzzles, and Candy Land. Oh and every night when we put you to bed, you and I hide from daddy. We hide in the same places and scare him every time.
You also love to play dress up and dance!!!!!!! I love watching you when you dance, so cute.
You are a great big sister to your brothers Ian and Zachary. You are their world and can make them laugh sooooo hard. Thank you for loving them. I know right now you wish they were girls (you tell me all the time, why didn't God make them sisters), but you will appreciate that you have brothers when you are older.

You are goofy (which I love) and soooooo inquisitive. You have asked your dad and I some pretty tough and insightful questions lately, like Why you can't see God, Jesus, or the Angels? Or why did God make you? The most recent question was How do kids start and grow? I told you that they grow inside mommy's tummy and come out when they are big enough. You said that you thought babies started as a seed in a garden and then we pick them when they grow. I love that you had thought this out =)

You are a very smart girl! Sometimes too smart for others to comprehend. You understand things that most kids your age shouldn't.

You love learning. You know all your letters and sounds. You can read a few 3 letter words like cat, nap, bed.

You have also started learning to write your letters. I hate this part. You are a perfectionist and little miss independent, sooooooooooo when you mess up the tears flow and I try to help you, but you won't let me.

Your dad calls you random, which you get from me. It makes you funny and totally unpredictable!

I have loved every minute of being your mom. Thank you for being my Hannah =)

Hannah part 4

2010-08-13T06:45:00.001-07:00

So I was headed for a c-section. They took me away to prep me for the surgery. I was out of it, but my epidural was starting to wear off so I told them and they increased it for me so I would be numb. Dr. Davis gave it awhile, Josh came in, and it started. I remember feeling it the minute he started so I told Josh and they stopped and waited, after that all I felt was tugging and she was out. The doctor announced we had a baby girl! Hannah Rose Ratliff was born at 2:52 am January 27, 2007. She was 6 lbs. 5 oz and 18 1/2 inches long. She was a tiny little thing.
She didn't cry much because she had been on all the drugs same as me and she was tired like her mama! All I remember is kissing her, Josh kissing me and then falling asleep while they put me back together. I woke up at the end in a lot of pain and feeling everything they were doing. Josh was gone, so I told my nurse. I kept repeating, I'm in pain, I'm in pain, I'm in pain.....my poor nurse was frantically trying to get me a morphine drip put together...and I just kept telling her I was in pain. Of course I was in pain, but I still told her over and over.

The rest is all blurry, because of the morphene I was on. I couldn't stay awake to finish a conversation! Oh and let me tell you, the fact that I don't remember much during the birth of Hannah or what she looked like right away besides what I see on the video, breaks my heart. I felt soooooo guilty and robbed for months after having her that I couldn't have her naturally and be the first to hold her or feed her. Every time I watch people holding her before me (proud grandparents and daddy) I cry. I'm crying right now 3 years later, just thinking about it. But now I know, it didn't matter how she got here or who held her or saw her in her first moments, but that she is here, beautiful and healthy. Hannah Rose was perfect and we had our long awaited promise from God!!!!!!!!!

Thank you Lord for Hannah, she has been a blessing to us and I can't imagine life without her.

Hannah Part 3

2010-05-21T23:02:00.000-07:00

Well we were having a girl, Hannah Rose, and she was due in February. We were sooooooo excited. I remember the first time I felt her move. It was AMAZING and I didn't want it to stop. I was supposed to be on my way to Bunco and I felt her kick me. So instead of leaving, I just sat there on the couch and waited for her to move again. I think I sat there for a good 10 minutes just loving the new feeling of this baby moving around inside of me. I can't explain it, but I loved it.
For the most part the pregnancy was easy peasy. Everything was right on track even my weight gain except for Thanksgiving, but we all gain weight at Thanksgiving, right? I remember going to my birthing classes with all these moms due around the same time as me and thinking, they are all puffed up with pregnancy noses (I know, I know, horrible). I even noticed that most of them didn't have their rings on anymore, but I did!!!!!!!! (still horrible, I feel really bad that I thought this way, really =)
Well, it wasn't long until I was joining these lovely pregnant mommies in the puffy world. Overnight my ankles, feet, and legs swelled so bad, that Josh called my feet SHREK feet! They were really bad and I agree, I had Shrek feet! Come to find out this overnight swelling was unhealthy for me and Hannah and it was caused by having Preeclampsia. Pre-eclampsia is when you have sudden water weight gain (I gained 11 pounds in one week, yikes!) with sudden high blood pressure. It is very dangerous and can cause liver damage, bad headaches due to swelling, and I think more, but I can't remember. Needless to say I was taken off work immediately and put on modified bed rest. That was hard for me because as a teacher you can't just leave your class without preparations and I wasn't ready. So while I was "off" I worked at home, stressing out trying to get lesson plans finished for 2 weeks and report cards done. On top of that my loving husband was trying to get the house in tip top shape, ready for our little girl to be here. We were tired and I wasn't helping my blood pressure. I got it all done though.
That week I went to the doctor 2 times and each time I expected to be admitted to the hospital. Good thing too, because the both times I was, but Thursday January 25 I was admitted to be induced and stay. By this time I was nearly 38 weeks along and my blood pressure wasn't coming down so they thought it was time.
I remember walking down the hall from my doctor's office to the hospital sooooooo nervous and scared. I wasn't ready. Josh was very excited though. He couldn't wait. When we walked in our room for the next couple of days and I started putting on my gown, I started to cry. This was really going to happen, WOW! I was going to go through labor and have a baby. What if I couldn't do it? Josh was amazing though, he stayed calm for me. It wasn't until after Hannah was born, that I would understand how terrified he really was. I am so thankful that he didn't show that to me.
That night they started the induction process and put me on a Magnesium IV, yuck! Oh did I mention that I was also sick? Well I was with a very bad cold and sore throat. The mag mixed with my sickness and getting induced, made me very out of it. The mag made my head and eyes burn and me very sleepy. People tried to talk to me, but I was out of it! I slept the day away through all of my painful contractions, while Josh or my mom held my hand. I was soooooo hot too, that anyone who came in to visit needed a blanket just to stay for a couple of minutes. Everything seemed to be progressing fine on Friday morning so the doctor broke my water, can I just say OUCH and gross!!!!!!! It helped me progress to 4 cm pretty quickly, but then things slowed down so they gave me pitocin, immediately I asked for my Epidural which I had to wait my turn, but when it came, I slept even more of the day away, and the progression sloooooowwwwwweeeed down more.
The rest was really a blur. I kept sleeping and tried to relax so that I would progress further. By 10 that night I had finally reached 10 cm and could start pushing. Pushing is not an easy task when you don't feel good. It relieved pressure, but I couldn't push strong enough to help her move down. I pushed for 3 hours with no progression. I slept in between pushes so it didn't seem like it was that long to me, but my poor hubby, mom, and mil. At one point Josh told me I was pushing with my face and I got soooo mad at him for that, lol. Needless to say my doctor, Dr. Davis (he was on call, my doctor had already went home for the day, without saying goodbye, grrrrrrrr) decided it was time for a c-section and so off I went. I was sooooo out of it still that I had no clue what I was in for.

Change

2010-05-04T11:29:00.001-07:00

God is doing something in my life right now, that I can't share yet, but it is soooooo exciting! He is doing a complete 180 in my life and I love it. All I can say is that it involves loving people and being where God is and doing what God wants. It consumes my thoughts and my husband's thoughts! We are like kids in a candy store and we can't contain ourselves right now. All we know is to pray and seek God daily and let him guide us through this new and exciting time in our lives. It is really neat to have a passion that God has ignited and to be on the same page as my husband. I can't wait to share what is going on, but please for now if you read this keep us in your prayers so that we listen to God's voice and put this plan into action the way he wants. Thanks!

Overwhelmed

2010-04-05T18:03:00.001-07:00

Ever feel overwhelmed with ideas that seem too hard to put into practice? Well that's me today. I feel extremely overwhelmed at this very moment. I would love to save my family money since I stay at home and Josh works to provide for us, but really I don't know how. I didn't go to college to learn how to be a mom or a wife. I went to become a teacher, and although some of those classes help me to raise my kids, they don't help me with all the other things. Oh, how I wish I knew how to be an expert at saving my family money. I have been trying to coupon and meal plan, but I have only gotten as far as a week at a time. I just read a blog about a mom who meal plans a month at a time! I would love to do that! She even has given a step by step mini guide, but the thought of doing it seems too hard! But I really want to. I want to do whatever it takes to be the best mom and wife I can be. One of the things this mom said was that you need time to do it! I feel that I do have time, even with the twins and Hannah. I know I have time, but I don't manage my time very well at all! I know I need to make a schedule to include: time with the lord, learning time for Hannah, playtime with the boys and hannah, me time, meal planning, couponing, cooking, cleaning, paying bills, and so forth. Just thinking about those things overwhelms me! I have friends that make it look easy and that makes me feel bad that I can't seem to get it together. Being a stay at home mom means that I am the manager of my home and family, which means I do need to always find better ways to do things, but the road there is hard! I know I need to take baby steps, but where to start. Being a mom can be so OVERWHELMING!!!!!!!!!

6 months already!

2010-03-19T14:10:00.000-07:00

My boys are six months old today. Here are a few things that they are doing right now.

Ian: You can roll over both ways, but when you get on your tummy you get mad and start screaming, you know how to roll, but you're so mad that you won't. You are very independent and would rather be trying to move somewhere than have mommy or anyone hold you, especially if you're tired. You just want to lay down. You are still a mommy's boy because you light up if you see me. You love to chew on everything and taste everything including your brother.

Zachary: You can roll over both ways too, but not as much as Ian. You'd rather just lay on your back or your tummy and play. You're not as interested in moving yet. You like to be held a little more than Ian, and also light up when you see me. You hate being left out. If you feel that you are, you start crying and screaming like a girl. It is pretty funny.

Both: You are both eating food, but neither of you are as good at it as you're sister was. You have major tongue reflex, both of you. You absolutely love each other... but I think you're favorite person is your sister. She makes you both crack up and she can do no wrong. You sleep through the night, but occasionally wake up because you want your pacifier, I can't wait until you can get it on your own.

I love you both, and I love watching you grow. I can't believe it has already been 6 months.

Happy Saint Patrick's Day!!

2010-03-17T17:18:00.000-07:00

Hannah part 2

2010-03-05T23:42:00.000-08:00

That's right we were going to have a baby!!!!! We immediately went to tell our families and friends the great news and tears were shed, because of the joy it felt to know that God answered our prayers.
Being pregnant with Hannah was a fulfilled promise from God. About 3 years before, Josh and I were sitting in church watching baby dedications and we both imagined that our pastor was dedicating our daughter, Hannah Rose. Now, I know it is normal for me, a girl to imagine things like that, but not normal for a guy, especially Josh, so I just knew it had to be a God thing. So from that moment we knew we were going to have a girl, and her name would be Hannah Rose. We knew God promised us this, so when we got pregnant, deep inside we knew it was a girl, but I didn't believe it! Man, I'm a doubter!
Anyways we knew it, but we needed that ultrasound to confirm it, and we couldn't wait for the 20 week ultrasound, noooo! So we went to Baby Sightings, at 16 weeks with our parents, to confirm what we already knew in our hearts! At first we couldn't tell what the sex was because my bladder was full and pushing on her so she wouldn't uncross her legs. Finally, after I emptied my bladder, the tech could tell immediately what I was having, but she wouldn't sit still long enough for us to see too.
I was sure it was a boy because I saw the umbilical cord and it looked like boy parts! When she finally got a picture, she typed the words, "It's a girl!" on the screen, and I was in awe! My mother-in-law was in heaven, she would finally have a granddaughter! My husband comes from a family of 3 boys and has 2 nephews, so a girl was a nice change! My parents didn't care, they were just excited to have a grandchild!
After that ultrasound, I knew why God had given us the name Hannah, 3 years earlier. In the bible Hannah was barren, but God promised her a child, and he fulfilled that promise. The name Hannah was to remind me how much God loves me and will always give what he has promised!

Hannah part 1

2010-01-27T16:04:00.000-08:00

Okay so this post has been waiting since the end of January. Having 3 little ones doesn't always allow time for me to blog, but I really want to so I'll work on it.
Well I guess I'll start my story somewhere in the middle with, my beautiful first born, Hannah Rose. Yesterday was her 3rd birthday (January 27)! I can't believe that three years ago Josh and I welcomed our first child, a daughter, into this world. It amazes me how time flies.
We always new that we wanted children, but not until we had a house and were a little older. We were married pretty young at the ages of 21 and 20. We finally got a house about 4 years after we were married, so it was a go to start having babies. Well we thought it would be a piece of cake to get pregnant, but a year later and we were still trying. It was very frustrating and full of tears and heartache. I wanted to be a mom so badly. We had kept this frustration to ourselves except for maybe close friends. I didn't want to share with my family this struggle that seemed so personal to me. Finally at our breaking point we broke down and shared our pain with our families. This was something that we should have done way before because as soon as we did the burden I felt was lifted. We now had many praying for us and on our side. I'm still learning that family and friends need to know our pain so that they can share in our pain and make our struggles easier. Family and friends are supposed to be there for the good and the bad. That is why God gave them to us.
In 2006 Josh and I started seeing a specialist to see if something was wrong with either of us preventing us to have children because at this point it had been over a year of trying with no success. I ended up having a few problems, one of them being that I had PCOS which caused me to ovulate very rarely, if at all.
The doctor then laid out a plan to help us conceive. Step 1 was to do a procedure that would help me become healthy. Once this procedure was done step 2 was to take Clomid which would help me ovulate. Step 3 was to let us try on our own. Step 4 was artificial insemination. Josh and I had already decided that we wouldn't go past step 3 and that step 4 was out of the question. If we couldn't have babies then we would just adopt. Well we started the plan, and would you believe it we didn't get past step 1. My body was finally healthy along with the fact that I had been on Weight Watchers for 7 months and lost 27 lbs. In May of 2006 we conceived, but we didn't know it yet!
We were ready for step 2, waiting to take Clomid. I had to wait for my cycle to start so that I could take Clomid. My cycle never came. I was feeling pretty nauseous and the smells of things and food were very strong. Guess what, these signs didn't cue me in at all. I was taking Metformin that is a drug to help keep sugars out of the body. A side affect was pregnancy symptoms, so that is what I blamed it on. These feelings only grew stronger. Finally one of my best friends, Raquel suggested I take a pregnancy test. I remember thinking, yeah right there is no way I'm pregnant I haven't even taken Clomid yet! A part of me wanted to believe it though so I bought a test. I took it home and was hesitant to tell Josh because I didn't want 2 of us to feel disappointment, but I told him. It was about 4 in the afternoon in the middle of June. I took the test and waited. It was the longest 2 minutes ever (I didn't want to jinx it, so I followed the directions to the tee). Finally I looked and saw 2 lines, not one. I started shaking. I couldn't believe it! I slowly walked in disbelief to show Josh. He saw it and asked why one was lighter than the other and if that meant I wasn't pregnant. He was confusing it with the ovulation test. Anyways there it was, we were pregnant! We still didn't believe it, though. I ended up taking a blood test that afternoon, one more test that night, and another one in the morning. We didn't tell anyone until the blood test confirmed it. That next day we got the call that confirmed what we already knew, but were too scared to believe! We were going to have a baby!!!!!!!

Finally

2010-01-11T06:43:00.000-08:00

Well I'm finally going to start my blog. I think it's time to document the story of my life and the lives of my three beautiful babies. I love to read the blogs of others...some may call me a blog stalker (lol). I always think to myself how I wish I could be like them and document important and silly things that happen in my everyday life as a stay at home mom, but oh well I can't. Well, yes I can and I am going to starting right now. This is my story.