MY MYKEE!!

Seriously... could anyone have a better daughter? Mykee is the coolest. She is sweet, beautiful, thoughtful, respectful, loving, caring, beautifuly...she's a hard worker and a wonderful leader. She loves to serve others and make them happy. I am so proud to be her mother. She is a dream come true. ALL of her siblings are lucky to have her. She's a wonderful friend. I love my Mykee. Happy Happy Happy Birthday Mykee! I can't believe you are 13!!!!!!!



Happy Birthday Mykalin!!!!

Growing FAST

2 months.
11lbs 1 oz.
Tall and Skinny...tiny head :)
No longer fits in the 0-3 mon clothes.
Who wants them??

The Feeling

You know when you let your children invite friends over to play...or when you have a zillion kids at one of your kids birthday parties...or when you've served in nursery -- and you start to get claustrophobic with SO many little people around. Well, that's pretty much how I feel ALL the time right now. Only I can't send anyone home.
Someone please please please tell me how to enjoy every minute of this!! Because I am well aware that I'm going to turn around and they will slowly start moving out. Bryton turns 19 in 3 1/2 years and then everything changes.
It's just so incredibly hard right now. I am too young to feel this run down, yet too old to be talking baby talk all day.
Yes, I do find comfort. In the form of a good, moist, nutty chocolate chip cookie. And speaking of...I could use some comfort right now. But that, too, takes effort.
I'm glad there's a Paradise Bakery close by.

It's not Christmas YET

I heard the sound of paper...and this is what I found...

O.O.P.S.

I made a gigantic mistake. And I'm not going to blog about it.
sniff sniff
I'm so so so ashamed. And embarrassed.
I think it was big enough to make me want to quit nursing and start the 'happy pill'.
UGH. SCREAM. CRY. UGH.
**Edited on May 8th, 2009**
It's past history and I can talk about it now. And I should talk about it. Maybe. But since I'm making a book out of my Blog, I want to remember what I "OOPS'ed".
The process of sending Christmas cards is pretty stressful for me. Here I was, thinking I was on top of it all. I got them printed out and mailed half of them. Two days later, my sister-in-law called me to inform me that I left out one of my children. For reals? Yes. On the front of the card was a picture of all 6 kids. On the inside of the card, I typed out what 5 kids were up to for the year. I won't say who it was...I won't ever forget.
Sniff sniff.

Going under the KNIFE

Woot. Woot.
After Tuesday, I will be able to jump on the trampoline without having an "accident".
Woot. Woot.
I'll also not have to worry about accidently getting #7.
WOOT. WOOT.

How To Get Sleep 101

I found a way to get some sleep at nights. Sadly, it involves the baby laying right next to me all night.