Look what arrived in the mail!! Don't you L-O-V-E this necklace???!!! I do!  It was an unexpected gift from Matt..unexpected as in he didn't know he got it for me! :) This necklace is what I'm considering my "push present".   What's a push present you might ask? (I actually didn't learn of it until after I had had Emma- where most of my labor pushing occured) Push present explained: Us women push, push, PUSH (aka endure hours of excrutating pain) and our reward- besides the precious child GOD gave us- is the push present from our hubby.  So, let's reflect for a moment on all we endure to receive such a fine gift...


-Pain. Pregnancy pain. Exam pain. Pain from needles. Labor/birth pain. Simply P-A-I-N!
-Needles...short ones for basic lab that make one nervous and then oh so long one jabbed in the spine that is anxiously anticipated and often times begged for!
-Mesh Undies... *sarcasim begins here* they're soooo wonderful! Breathable, stretchy, one size fits all...when will Victoria start sellin' those!
-Mega Large Pads...sorry boys, but I speak the truth.  These bad boys could double as a mattress!


The sweet smellin' baby burrito, soft dimpled hands,  wrinkly feet, round belly, kissable cheeks, precious little lips that will someday say "Mama" (I KNOW they usually say Dada first, but don't ruin my moment here!) are all gift enough! But my necklace shares with the world my 3 precious "pushes". 


I thank God for the perfect baby blessings He has given me.  I'm blessed to have Matt's support and help throughout each delivery.  Thanks again honey for the push present! It's just what I wanted! ;)


**In case you're wondering I ordered the necklace online from Moonlight Doodles at etsy.com.  Clich here.  It's called the small family circle necklace.  I'm very pleased with it..kinda wish the necklace was a bit shorter, but that's just me.  It even came gift wrapped (Matt was so thoughtful to have planned that! Ha!!) in a pretty box complete with bow!

Not sure how many of you were aware...and honestly I wasn't even aware until today that my children...YES my precious little Emma and Aidan have a future in working for our government. NOW, I'll attempt to eliminate political controversy by not going into my feelings about my children working for the corrupt government or how I would feel very disappointed that their moral compass was not set straight enough in their upbringing to take them to the point of such employment.

Anywhos… What job might they hold you ask? Based on today's behavior they are in line & all ready equipped with skills to be government operatives. Like CIA, FBI, those folks that have the inside information and missions that no one is supposed to know about. When Bush was needing proof of weapons of mass destruction…all he needed was my children. They can sniff out stuff that they’re not supposed to. They can scope out, seek, find and destroy anything you hope and pray they will avoid. They’re like specialty trained drug dogs, seizure dogs, earthquake dogs, whatever. They have an innate ability to smell out anything with a whiff of Lysol, lemon or Clorox clean and then cover that fresh clean scent with snack residue, urine or any other “non-clean” substance. Negotiating is another skill they possess. They might also be good to work with leaders of other stubborn countries. In their united effort they can make the strongest parent leader contemplate surrender.

Today perhaps could have been a conspiracy between Aidan and Emma, as Aidan was home throughout the day to witness my works…hmm. Ah, yes focus…in an attempt to perhaps look productive after basically a month of doing much of nothing I decided to appear the task master I once considered myself. What grand plans did I have to accomplish that today? Hold on to your seat! I used Clorox wipes to scour the filth in from my hall bath AND picked up the boy’s room clearing off the changing table, putting away some clean clothes and even making Aidan’s bed. Simply tiding up. Wow! You’re impressed aren’t you!?!? Well that was all looking good and in place to begin the “impress Matt with my ambitious Martha Stewart abilities” mission UNTIL my precious angels from God united forces to conspire against my plan.

Emma gets home from school. All is well, catch up on the day, have a snack, and then they decide to “P.L.A.Y”. How in the WHOLE W-I-D-E W.O.R.L.D did they magically decide to play in the 2 rooms I had attempted to clean??? And I don’t just mean play, like with a few toys. I mean- Emma “washed” her hands after snack in the hall bath totally eliminating the appearance of cleanliness and that was right before Aidan walks into the bathroom and pees on the floor. Shooing them on to take care of the pee they head off to the boys’ room. Emma instantly decides to “help” mommy and make Aidan’s bed. (Um..it’s already made, but TRYING to remain a calm mother who ultimately cares much more about her children and their thoughts and feelings of belongingness to the family WAY over the cleanliness of her home I yield let her “help”) Losing track of Aidan I didn’t realize he had gotten back into the bathroom and covered his hands with hand soap. Now, he’s too little to reach the faucet/water to actually wash the soap off. So, lifting him to assist (wait no I’d never do that…I’m not supposed to physically be lifting him!) in washing it all off before it ends up in his eyes. He and I return to boys’ room to find Emma “reorganizing” the clothes in the closet. Wow, well that would only be the clothes I had hung and sorted earlier today. Ugh! Again shooing them from the closet they land over by the book shelf. You guessed it. The one I had just loaded with all the books strewn around the room/hallway earlier. Ok. That is it. I fold. Yield. Surrender.

Off to the basement. There’s always laundry to be done. Emma & Aidan were helpers earlier and took all the dirty laundry down so now all I have to do is sort and load while they read books. Enter laundry room. Find- Aidan’s urine soaked clothing on top of my basket of CLEAN laundry needing fluffed or ironed. AHHHH!

White flag is waving. This war is not mine to fight. I’m out numbered. Matt will be home in minutes and BTW…where is child #3…the new one…. Isaac during all this?

So, like a good wife when I call Matt and let him know it was “his” night to bring dinner. I also fill him in on my lack of accomplishments around the house and Emma and Aidan’s future helping the security and defense of our country.

UPDATE: The dog is in on it too. I’ve waited all day for our darn icemaker to make enough ice for a nice big glass of ice water or ice tea. All my little future government workers in bed I sit down to compute with my glass of ice water and big bowl of cookies & cream ice cream. My fowl mouth (and I mean FOWL you’d rather kiss his “other end”) dog first drinks from my glass and then knocks over the glass spilling my precious ice cubes and water…right down the air conditioner vent. It’s time to call it a night.

Oh, I am ready for Monday! Due to sudden recurrence of heavy bleeding on Tues. evening I am set for a D&C on Friday AM. Although I'm very frustrated with some of the staff at my OB's office & the overall handling of my case I guess I'm ready to get it over with and hopefully start next week with a healthy uterus and BP that is continuing to drop. (Yes, irregular BP readings, yet nurse assures me it's ok to be knocked out for the procedure!?!) So, here's to getting better and perhaps enjoy a bit of time with my kiddos before the extra ones come back!!

I can't seem to exactly figure out the best way to get this info out. I sent a message via FB last week, however I had to individually select each person and it maxes out at a certain number of people, yada-yada-ya SO I'm posting the update to the FB msg here for folks to view...

This is the message I first sent out on FB to some of my gal fam and friends requesting prayer and updating on the most recent events following Isaac's birth. I at first didn't feel it was for a blog...afterall some may not want all these details, but a friend changed my mind. I do hope to use online resources to have my blog printed and bound in a book at some point. Afterall it's like my journal. This friend mentioned that this should be recorded. Afterall, there may be a day where Emma is struggling as a mommy perhaps following a pregnancy and for her to know that even her mommy struggled may be great encouragement to her. It always seems as a child that our moms have it all together...SO here it is to have on the "record" for the future.

Hello FB girls! I first apologize for how "impersonal" this message is, but time seems to be something I have little of these days and I really wanted to get this info out and simply don't have the time to make individual calls!

I write to you because I'm needing some prayer and as I glance through my FB friends list I see I am wonderfully blessed with friends, family and members of my church body that will assist me. So many of you have been so kind, supportive and caring before, during and since Isaac's arrival and we are so appreciative and blessed to be surrounded by such a caring group!

As some of you know I had a stint of high blood pressure following Aidan's delivery and Isaac's has been no different. A week ago it got high enough they put me on meds. I thought I was feeling better for a day or two and then the pounding/throbbing headache returned which makes sleep almost impossible especially when you factor in the newborn and other 2 night wandering children. I went in for my follow up BP check today and found my BP was higher than before. Thus they doubled my BP meds and gave me another medication to calm my heart rate, bring down my BP and assist in relief from the headache. (the 800 mg motrin and percocet from delivery gave no relief to the headache)

While at the Dr. I also mentioned that I'm experiencing more bleeding after this delivery than with the previous 2. I almost didn't mention it b/c I thought it might be from the BP, or the loss of blood I experienced after the birth OR caused by the strain due to the massive cough/chest congestion with the cold I currently have. I had contacted my OB's nurse today and she shrugged it off and said it could continue for 6 weeks. Well, I'm glad I mentioned it to my family Dr. today. Gals this is prime example on listening to your own body! The Dr. issued a sonogram of my uterus for right then. The radiologist read it immeditatly following the sono. I really thought it was probably a bit overboard and not necessary. Well...the sono shows I have pooling of the blood in the endometrium lining and uterus that is in excess of what I should have 2 weeks following giving birth. SO, they are scheduling me to see my OB on Monday or Tuesday of next week. They said it is a problem that will not fix itself and I will continue to bleed until it's fixed. The only way she really mentioned fixing it (although made it also sound like there's other ways) is a DNC. To be honest the whole idea of that a few weeks after giving birth is frightening to me, plus my sister has had one and had some significant complications so that futhers my fears. I also dread that each week of my maternity "break" from work is filled with Dr. appointments for either me or Isaac. He and I have been to the Dr. 6 times in the last 2 weeks!!! ugh!! And now perhaps a procedure in my future as well!