This past weekend, sweet husband and I celebrated six years of marriage. We thought surely we would mark the occasion by delivering our third baby boy, but nope. That little turkey is not going anywhere it seems. When you feel 102 weeks pregnant, any anniversary celebration is likely to be a bit low key, but we did exchange cards, and sweet husband came home with flowers. We even got to go out on a date. Later, he told me that…
So I recently mentioned that our oldest son started school. Y’ALL. I was totally unprepared for the added STUFF Pre-K would bring into our lives. It is like a whole thing. I am super grateful that our little school provides so much enrichment for the kids, but I swear to goodness I have been more stressed over projects for Pre-K than I was through entire semesters in college. But there are benefits. It is a whole new world. Friends, learning,…
A moment of honesty. Now, I can tell you I’m not proud of this. But I trust you enough to hope you will not judge me too badly for it. Here it is… I am one of those women. You know the kind. I hope that I have a few more kids (few = two-ish, maybe three if I am feeling brave). And yet, often, when I hear someone is pregnant for their third child (or anything exceeding three), I…