finally...

I want to update you all on our fabulous life. I really do. I feel super guilty every time I blog stalk, which is too often to admit, and I see my big empty blog just sitting there collecting dust. I like a good post with a healthy dose of pictures to go along. I HAVE a lot of pictures to share. Our kids are growing up and well, adorable to look at. The only problem is my camera cord. It is MIA. And has been since the move. I thought about going to the basement in search of it one day, but then I saw a super human sized spider down there and that is where it stayed. Just a thought. Ed mentioned that he thinks we may have lost it. So yay, new camera for me! When you ask? When we can afford it probably. Who knows when that will be. I have so many things that I want to get for this baby still. Priorities you know.

So I do apologize for no pictures. You'll have to use your imaginations for this post!

Hmmm, where to begin? Probably where I left off. We moved out of our apartment and into Strathmore sometime around.. umm May? It was just a summer move but we ended up staying there until December. Not for a lack of trying mind you. We went house hunting in September and there just wasn't anything out there for rent. It was getting super stressful. Then opportunities opened up for us and we moved into our new house in Skyview Ranch. It was the complete opposite direction of where we were looking and at first I was a little nervous of moving so far away from everything. It's true what they say, you really do get used to it. I love it. Except for the constant construction. We still have several houses on our street that are empty lots or houses in the process of being built so it's super dusty and full of big tractors and trucks. The kids love it though. There is always something to watch outside. We were all super excited to get our grass in our front yard so we could actually go out and play. Our afternoons are filled with freezies, riding bikes and of course the kiddie pool. It's my favorite time of the day. We get Masyn up from her nap and I plop my very pregnant self on the steps and watch my babies run and get good and dirty for a few hours. That is what being a kid is all about right? I sit there and think about how this wouldn't have been possible at our apartment and I am so grateful for how things worked out so our kids could have this opportunity. They sure love it. We've been slowly making our house a home and only just a few weeks ago, finally put up pictures and such. What a difference that makes. At first I felt clausterphopic. hahahaha Like the walls were so much closer together. Obviously that went away quickly but I'm having fun thinking of new idea's to put into each room.

It's not something I like to think about for too long, but really can't avoid it much these days. But I just keep getting bigger and bigger!. After 2 pregnancies you would think I would be used to it by now, but I'm not. This one has really thrown me off. First of all it was a huge shock when we found out. (Well it shouldn't be really! Pretty sure we know how the process works by now) but you know what I mean.... right?? :) It was super weird. I remember feeling really nervous and anxious. Like I was a teenager and had to tell my parents that my boyfriend had just gotten me pregnant. After getting over that, the sickness began. Oh how the sickness began! Worst one yet. Started sooner than the others and it came with a vengeance. I have never thrown up so much in my entire life. I would lay in my bed with tears running down my face wishing for an end. An end to my life or the sickness I can't be sure. Sometimes the line was a bit blurry. Finally after what seemed like literally forever I was able to function with less and less medication and I could get out of bed and be a Mom again. I avoided getting bed sores but narrowly let me tell you. Some days my hips would just throb from laying on them for long periods of time. I remember thinking that if I could just get through the sick feelings I could handle the rest of what this pregnancy had to offer. Pffft. Ya right. Now I KNOW I'm out of shape. But did anyone else start to feel their bodies almost deteriorating with each passing pregnancy?? Or am I just crazy? Keep it to yourself if you think I am. But really, my body is not what it used to be. I feel every sore muscle ( And there is a lot!) with this baby. I am more tired than I remember being (probably because of my other two children.) I'm not sure if I am carrying really low, but it is getting extremely difficult to bend over and pick things up off the floor. Most times I don't even bother. That's what my 3 year old is for right?? hahaha He's a good helper and I love him to pieces. The other day Noah was having his quiet time while Masey was sleeping and I was resting on the couch when it hit me. In a few short months I am going to have to go through labor. AGAIN. Whoa. I called Ed and gave him an ear full, something along the lines of...'WHAT were we THINKING?!" I will keep his response to myself, but I bet you can fill in the blank pretty easily. Sigh. I am getting excited to have a baby around though so I will keep my focus on that and move forward.

Noah. My little boy. No scratch that. My BIG boy. He is almost four. FOUR! That seems to old for me. Two I could handle, Three was still cute and tiny, But FOUR? His personality is really starting to develop and I can already see glimpses of him as a grown man. I just wish I could slow the process down a bit. I love his imagination and his stories. Oh how he loves to tell you stories! Mostly about dinosaurs and tractors. But then he'll throw in a ballerina something or other and I will just shake my head and laugh. He needs more boy cousins and friends around! He loves his sister and no one can comfort her like he does. When she gets a little talking to from me during the day, her sensitive nature kicks in and she starts to cry and runs straight for him. He'll wrap his little arms around her neck and say things like "Ssshhhh Momma, it's okay. I'm right here." and then he puts on his best high pitched baby-talk voice and says "Do you want your blanket? Ya? Awww good girl, here you go Mase." She eats it up. Let me tell you. It makes my heart melt. :) He loves to sing and is thriving in Primary. Something I never thought he would do since he hated every second of nursery until the time he moved up. When we moved into this new ward (Which we LOVE by the way) his teachers have done so well with him. They are both quiet and calm and very comforting to him. They probably don't even know how much they did for our little boy by just being themselves. We are so grateful. He is becoming the best big helper around the house and even though his listening skills get sketchy every now and then, we are working on it and he is definitely improving. He is excited about having another baby around and is always coming up with new names for her. He is so joyous to have around and we love him more everyday.

Masyn...ahhhh where to start? This little princes knows that is exactly what she is. She is feisty and strong willed and oh so independent. She wants to do everything her brother does. And I do mean everything. Right down to peeing in the potty. She has a hard time giving him privacy because, well when he goes she feels like she needs to as well. naturally. :) She has cute curly hair that is finally long enough to go into pigtails. I am dreaming up all the fun hairstyles I'll get to do one day, She has the best manners. She'll fight me to the death as I'm getting her pigtails in her hair in the morning but as soon as I'm done she turns to me and says "thank you Mommy" and then takes off. She of course likes tractors and dinosaurs and dirt like Noah but she also likes pretty dresses, loves shoes and can't get enough of babies. Real life ones and dolls. I'd say she's well rounded. Everyone comments on how well she talks and communicates her needs to us. She can have a screaming fit like the best of them but once she realizes I'm not giving in, she lets it go really fast. Ed and I will check on her every night before we head for bed and I swear she is just sitting up waiting for us. So we take her into our bed for about 10 minutes and she loves it. Sometimes she snuggles, other times she's really goofy and always she's ticklish. You can't make her laugh during the day like you can at midnight. It's so precious. We get our alone time with her in the night, and we get ours with Noah in the morning usually an hour or so before she wakes up. I am so in love with my family!

And last but certainly not least, there is Ed. He provides for us, he supports us, he loves us, he plays with us, he guides us. What would we do without him? When anyone asks where her Dad is, Masyn replies 'working hard' And that is exactly right. He works hard for us every day and when he comes home he plays hard too. We all get excited when we know he's coming home early so we can spend some rare, extra time with him. He is excited about our newest addition coming in a few months. He can hardly wait for those 'firsts' all over again. He is so excited he has told me all I have to do is nurse the baby in the middle of the night and then hand her to him and he will put her back to sleep to make it easier on me. I love this man. And no, not just because of that. I love the time that we spend together. He makes me laugh more than anyone I know. He knows everything about me. What a freeing feeling that is! We get excited when something comes up that we never knew about one another because it's so rare! We've been together for 7 years this December. Married for 5 of those years. I think back to our wedding day and wonder how we ever thought we knew what love was. hahaha What I thought love was back then, doesn't even compare to what I know it is now. We've been through a lot. Which is always the case when you choose to spend your life with someone. I love him more than I even knew I could. Thank you for being my best friend Babe. You are my everything!

Thanks for stopping by guys :) I'll try my best to stay updated.