Happy Birthday to my Little Man

My little boy is three today. It's hard to believe that much time has gone by since we had our first baby. Maybe that's because so much has happened in between then and now; a cross-country move, a second pregnancy, a first deployment, a second baby, health set-backs, a THIRD pregnancy, a second deployment, a mini-move to Virginia, a third baby, mini-move back to Cali...and this is all in less than three years. Just thinking about all that makes me ill. So I don't.

I'll think about my mini-hubby then. Seriously, Mark looks NOTHING like me. The girls, yes. Him, not so much. Nothing. Nonetheless, he is an adorable little boy. Like how he wakes me up in the morning with, 'I hata pee pee, mommy.' Or when he'll just randomly shout out, 'I so happy!' and then when I ask him why he gives me a long string of jibbery-joo in which I'll only recognize one or two words like 'pancakes' or 'train.'

He's got some pretty cute faces too.






This picture makes me laugh...he looks like a giant!




This is his daddy's face all the way




He is just so precious. Now that he can say 'I love you mommy' and give me a great big hug, I love him even more, if that is possible.

Happy Birthday to my first baby, Mark!! You are turning into one handsome little man and I love you so much!

Happy Birthday Sweet Gigi!

My little girl is two today. My, how time has flown by! I still remember inwardly laughing during her birth because she couldn't wait 24 hours for her daddy to get home from Iraq. She came on HER time and I remember thinking, 'oh boy, if this is how this child is going to be we are in for a ride.' So here I sit, twiddling my thumbs, waiting for the terrible two's to kick in...

But let's think back to cuter days...











She is such a spunky, sassy little pistol! Oh, how I love her! Even when she's screaming.

Can Anybody Relate?

I've been in a bit of a rut the past few weeks. I wouldn't exactly call it writer's block since I am not really a writer. Not even close. Writing is hard, for me anyway. I know it come naturally to some people and those are the people that I envy, the ones that can pull a witty comment out of their brains when needed (I also envy people with great hair). But I am not like that. It takes me a very long time to put together a thought to put on paper (or computer) and then when I do find what I want to say, I often end up changing it about two or three times. I might need to come back and change this entire paragraph in a few minutes. We'll see. I think I over-proofread, if there is such a thing. Or maybe I'm just anal.

So writing aside, it's been very busy in my house lately. I'm going to chalk it up to having three very small children and a hubby who has had to work a lot the past few weeks. And I'm not gonna lie; it is tough having all three of the ankle-biters by myself. Sometimes my friends without kids refer to me as 'super-mom' and while that is flattering, the truth is, I barely make it to the end of the day some days. I thought I was tired when I was pregnant. This does not even compare. Most of the time I wish I could do this all day:


I love my girls...and my boy too, of course, but he wasn't in the picture. He was probably busy...thinking.


Isn't that where all men do their deep thinking? On the toilet? Well, my boy is just following suit. And yes, I put his potty in our living room because it was easier during potty training. Don't judge me.


Are these not two of the cutest little girls? They are so sweet. Gianna decided to kiss the pavement a couple days before I took this picture...I swear that girl is always smacking herself somewhere!



He's such a sweet boy

I still haven't been able to get a good picture with all three of them...I'm working on it.

That's it for now. Hopefully by my next post I will have finished a project or two so I have something interesting to talk about!