Joy x 4 = Hard Work

DISCLAIMER...THIS WAS WRITTEN FOR ME! NO OFFENSE TO ANYONE PLEASE! I love you all!


I attended a meeting this last week with a group of women whom I really respect. They are accomplished and beautiful, one of the women was expecting and when the conversation turned to child birth I was surprised to hear them all talking about surgeries that would prevent them from ever having another baby! I started getting a little uncomfortable, because I have 4 children and not one of the ladies at the table had more than 3 children. I'm sure they weren't judging me, but they either think I'm a hero... or crazy (I've been called both)to have that many children and to not be done.
I am also surprised every time someone assumes that I am done having children now that I have "my girl"!
I know that there is no magic quota...or the "right" amount of children, but I often see in the world an attitude of if you bring too many children into the world, than you can't take care of them properly, and you are doing a dis-service to your children. This may be partly true, but I have to go by experience, and some of the people I love the VERY most come from HUGE families. They don't seem to be too messed up and there is a lot of love. I can't be doing too much damage to keep having kids right?
Now, I am only speaking from my own experience, but anyone who has more than 1 child knows that when you are going to have your 2nd baby, you get scared thinking that you won't love the new baby as much as your first. BUT you are always pleasantly surprised to find that another whole section of your heart opens up and your joy multiplies. I want to have a big heart!
I know it is a lot of DARN HARD WORK and I know I'm crazy...but I feel extremely blessed to have Joy x 4 in our house, and I am looking forward to more hard work and JOY coming our way! (In the future! This is by no means an announcement.)
Now I better go and get my wild kids who are running down the street outside. Ha Ha!

Why am I cleaning the BBQ?

Ummm... So cleaning the BBQ is not usually in my category of chores. I leave that to my husband, "The BBQ Guy",but we had a little incident yesterday. I went in the backyard to play with the kids, and my neighbor noticed that the bbq was on. Now mind you it is Tuesday and the last time we bbq'd was FRIDAY NIGHT!! Not only had the bbq been on HIGH HEAT for 4 days but Stu's brand new bbq tool set was melted to the side of the bbq. YIKES. I was a little bugged that I had to scrape melted plastic off for 45 minutes and I just can't wait to see our gas bill for this month. Mitchell took this beautiful picture of me cleaning up the mess, and yes I am still in my pajama's.

Does anyone have any idea of how I can get out of my pajamas before 1pm! I know what you are going to say mom...Get up before the kids, right? Well that ain't happenin' until the kids start sleeping through the night. I am going to sleep when they are sleeping. It's the only way!

She can STAND... yes she CAN!

I love how babies grow leaps and bounds! It's hard to believe that Josslyn is getting ready to walk. I swear she was just born a couple of days ago. Time goes by so fast!!

It's fun to watch her stand up. She gets up herself and then looks around and claps waiting for everyone else to join in her excitement. Of course this picture she wouldn't smile...She was too busy trying to grab the camera!

"Soccer Mom"

This is our picture that I attempted to get on Valentines day, but it really has nothing to do with this post.

I wanted to talk about the first soccer game of the season for the Cobras...Braden and Mitchell are on the same team with Stu as their coach.

Soooooo Braden made the only goal for their team which was great, but what was funny was Mitchell. This is his first time playing soccer so you can imagine that he is not that great YET, but everytime he blocked a kick, or moved the ball he would growl at the other players and cheer for himself. Not to mention him announcing LOUDLY that the "bad team" was winning. He also has a tendency to laugh at the other team when they made a mistake. So apparently we are going to need to have a talk about good sportsmanship.

Another great thing that happened today is that my 10 month old finally sad "ma ma"! Okay so it actually sounds more like ba ba, but I know what she is saying. This is quite an accomplishment considering that she has been saying da da for months to Stu's delight.