Well I have to say the last few days have been rough. This is the first time that all the boys have been sick at the same time. I will be the first to say that I love kids, especially my own, and if the decision were up to me only I would have more, but there are challenges to having three. One being that there are not enough hands, enough space on my lap, or enough hips to hold everyone. Thank God that there are unlimited hugs and kisses to make up for this mishap. I hate seeing my kids hurt, as I am sure everyone does, but the feeling that you can't make them better or at least comfort then exactly when they need it will always be hard for me. All the boys are doing much better. Everyone just had a little stomach bug and my poor Bear also has two ear infections. Happy little bear bear has not been himself the last couple of days and therefore I knew something was wrong. Well no one slept very good last night and I have to admit that I don't think I have been this tired since the little boys were little babies, so I am going to bed. Goodnight!
Michael and I have been married for seven years and have three beautiful boys. Austin is four and is full of life. He is a mixture of both Michael and I. He keeps us on our toes to say the least. Barrett and Dylan are two and are so much fun. Barrett is just like his Daddy. He is our only son that got his big brown eyes, the other two have my blue eyes. Bear is a happy baby and love to be in the middle of it all. He has never met a stranger. Dylan is a sweet little mama's boy. He loves to be with me and me only. He looks the most like me and has my dramatic tendencies. Of course we love them all more than life itself. Our lives are a new adventure everyday but we would not have it any other way.