Being 2,530 miles from family, being married to a nuclear engineer with CRAZY work hours, having a 4 year old, a 2 year old, a 5 month old AND having a 2 year old boxer mutt is not always easy, but it's the life the Lord has blessed me with - and it's WAY better than I imagined my life could ever be!
1 year ago right now I was trying to convince the doctor who I did not pick but who was the only one on call that I HAD to be induced soon because my mother-in-law was in town to help take care of my 2 year old, thus I could not wait a couple more weeks for nature to take its course. (-: Ashton woke up snotty, but happier than the past few days ... he must know it's his birthday! He enjoyed a yummy breakfast courtesy of Gerber, complimented by the fun game of dropping a Cheerio, watching South gobble it up un-lady-like, and letting out a great baby giggle. Now he's having fun with his birthday balloon (that was after big brother had to have a talking-to about the rules of birthday balloons, and how it is not nice to take someone's balloon and hide it on the staircase).