Sunday, January 19, 2014

It's a.....BROTHER!

Thursday afternoon we had our 20 week ultrasound. We decided to let the ultrasound tech not tell us at the appointment the gender of the caboose, and instead wait and find out with the boys and the rest of our family that night. Everyone came over at 7:00. Our appointment was at 2:45 and it was a LONG wait until 7:00!!
In keeping with tradition, I made pink and blue cupcakes (except for this time, first I think I left something out of the cupcakes because I was so anxious....they didn't rise up like normal and I never even ate one so I have no idea if they tasted right...and second, somehow I came home with HOT pink and BRIGHT blue icing...not exactly baby colors!)
Once everyone arrived, they chose the cupcake with the color icing that was their guess as to what Baby #3 was. We have done this each time and it is fun to look back on the pics. Since this was our last time doing this, we invited our families (my brother and his fam were able to make it to this one since they now live in town!!) and we also invited our two sweet friends, the McKinnons and the McClearys.

Then my little fam made our selections. John has said it was a boy all along. Will REALLY wanted a sister. Alex mostly said he wanted a sister, but I'm pretty sure that is because Will kept saying sister. At any rate, there were no more pink cupcakes for him to choose :) I chose pink to go out on a limb. This pregnancy for me was much different than with the boys. I took zofran round the clock, which I never had to do with them! The heartbeat at our first appointment and at the gender appointment was different than what Will and Alex's was, so that was all I had to go by.

I think everyone standing around was a little overwhelming for Will. We tried to get him to do the honor of opening the envelope, but he got super shy. Alex tackled the job with no problem and before we knew it he pulled out a BLUE sheet of paper that was to inform Will and Alex that "It's A BROTHER!"

Alex didn't really have a clue what was going on and after everyone screamed and cheered at the paper, he just kind of put it down and dug into his cupcake :) Will cried immediately. He REALLY wanted a sister. Since before I was pregnant, he would pull up my shirt and say, "Is there a baby sister in there yet??" He prayed every night for a baby sister and so I think he was just SURE that God would give us a sister. John and I tried explaining to him that God might give us a brother and if so, that would be just fine! His reasoning was that no God would definitely not do that because "we already have one of those." HA! Will never really recovered that night. He was sad. Partly because the outcome of the situation didn't go his way, but also I think in part to he was tired, there were a lot of people with a lot of action going on, and he didn't understand why everyone didn't stay longer to play :) Will was in NO mood to take a picture!

I literally had to bribe with every treat known to man to get this one picture. Will was crying, Alex was NOT cooperating, and I was in tears as well. I just wanted one sweet picture to document the night we found out we would be adding another sweet, precious boy to our family. It was harder than I thought!!

The next morning, Will seemed better and I really tried to talk up all the reasons why he was going to LOVE having not one, but two little brothers. We talked about how fun it would be to go to Auburn games with Daddy and his brothers....how there would be another buddy to wrestle with....and play ninja turtles with. Out of the blue he asked me when we were going to go to Disney World again. I told him I wasn't sure and you could tell he was thinking about something. He looked at me and said, "Hey Mama, the next time we go to Disney World we won't have to wait in any of those lines for Princess stuff!!!!" That was what changed his attitude. Seriously?!? When we went to Disney in October, he saw really long lines and would ask what people were doing. I would tell him they were in line to meet Belle or Ariel or whoever. He was so glad we didn't have to wait in those long lines. I told him then that if we ever had a sister, we would have to do some of that princess stuff because that is what girls like to do. So after that thought, he decided having a brother wasn't going to be so bad after all :)

So here's to having a house full of BOYS!! I am extremely outnumbered and have a feeling I am in for quite the ride!! A wild, but insanely fun ride!! It was obviously God's plan all along for us to have all boys and I can't wait to meet the newest little guy!

FIVE...The Party

Will knew exactly how he wanted to celebrate turning 5, and started talking about his party around Halloween. He wanted a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle party at Pump-It-Up. We had his superhero party last year at Pump-It-Up, so I tried thinking of other options of where to have his party. The problem is that we are pretty limited in January with the cold weather. Finally we just decided that if that is what he wanted to do, why were we trying to make alternate plans. It is an easy party!




 We are so blessed with so many sweet friends and family who came to celebrate Will with us!


 After the party, somehow neither boy took a nap, and instead had Birthdaypalooza in the den :)
 His Godparents win for most original gift-a fart blaster from Despicable Me 2.
 I'd say he had a GREAT birthday!!

FIVE!

Will turned FIVE last Monday, January 13th. Can you even believe that?!? I know I can't! Hard for me to believe not only is he five, but I will be registering him for Kindergarten in just a few short months. My how time flies. Will is a lot of fun! He gives us a run for our money A LOT, but he is also so sensitive, caring, rambunctious, ALL BOY, particular, and a perfectionist (Kindergarten homework should be a blast!!)!!
 I love watching him grow. He is super inquisitive and learns so much by asking questions and paying attention to detail. He is an awesome big brother. They fight for sure, but he looks after him and wants to make sure he is happy and safe.
On his birthday, he celebrated with his class at school and then once home, he opened his presents from us and then we headed to Kobe for birthday dinner. The boys LOVED it!! They were so entertained and sat perfectly still the whole time (and ate their dinner!!).

He made us laugh so hard at dinner. After we were finished eating, they gave us fortune cookies. We let Will open his and read it to him:

As serious as he could be, he looked at us and said, "How did they know I got a soccer goal for my birthday?!?" :) I love that kid!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY sweet boy!!
AT FIVE...
Favorite Color: Blue
Favorite Toy: My big Ninja Turtle House
Favorite Fruit: Grapes
Favorite TV Show: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Favorite Movie: The New Despicable Me that's Silly :)
Favorite thing to eat for Lunch: Peanut butter and jelly
Favorite thing to wear: mesh shorts and ninja turtle shirt
Favorite game: Chutes and Ladders
Favorite snack: Cheez-Its
Favorite Animal: Tigers because they go for Auburn
Favorite Song: Jingle Bells
Favorite Book: The Ninja Turtle book that Daddy drew
Best Friend: Gabriel
Favorite Thing to Do Outside: Ride in my jeep
Favorite Drink: Milk
Favorite Holiday: Christmas
Favorite Thing to Take to Bed: Froggy and My Auburn Tiger
Favorite thing to eat for breakfast: Chocolate Chip Muffins
Favorite thing to eat for dinner on your birthday: Hot dog
Favorite place to go out to eat: Momma G's
What do you want to be when you grow up: A Worker Man

2,920 Days and Counting...

Actually it is more like 3,010 days....I am a little behind on the ole blog. I can remember when I just had Will and it would annoy me when writers of blogs I loved to read would go months on end without a post. Now I totally understand how the blog might get pushed to the bottom of the totem pole amongst a to-do list. However, my goal this weekend is to get caught up as best I could. And first on my list is the anniversary post. I have done a post every year on our anniversary since I started writing this blog. And it has been bothering me ever since October that a post about our 7th year of marriage has yet to be written. If you recall, we spent our 8th anniversary in Disney World. The weekend after we returned, we learned we were expecting baby #3. And I guess the rest is history....ha! I felt like garbage for about 17 straight weeks and I am just now coming out of the newly pregnant fog. At 20 weeks, I finally feel like myself again.
For whatever reason, in my opinion, our 7th year of marriage was by far the hardest. I can't put my finger on any exact event that would make it hard....I can't think of a major argument or situation that is imprinted on my mind. It just was hard. Two active boys and two full time jobs kept us very busy and on our toes. It seemed at points like we just passed each other as we tended to the needs of our boys. With the busyness of life, communication broke down at points. I sometimes felt like we talked more over text than we actually did face to face :) But tis a season. Does this mean John and I loved each other any less during that year? Absolutely not. But do I feel like we had to "work" at our marriage more this past year than any other...absolutely! It makes sense. After about 7 years or so, you are super comfortable. The "newness" and "romantical whirlwind" has passed and you are faced with real life. Where laundry is coming out of our ears and dishes are always scattered along the counter. And if you don't laugh, well then you just might cry! But it is in those moments when you choose to love your mate. Even if you don't really like them at any given moment. I choose to love John each and every day, despite how irritated I am, or how slighted I feel. And thankfully, John chooses to love me too. I had to accept last year that marriage isn't always cheerful, and flowery, and bliss. It is work. Hard work. Work I am thankful to be able to do alongside John.
If you are like me, sometimes a song comes on the radio that you really relate to and it sticks with you. I could pinpoint two songs that sum up our 7th year of marriage. First, "Hard to Love" by Lee Brice. I know that I was hard to love at times last year. Sometimes I set expectations way too high and when things don't work out just like I think they should, John gets the blame. Sometimes I am high maintenance. I expect my feelings to be looked after when I am not doing a great job of looking after John's. My favorite part of the whole song is "I am a short fuse. I am a wrecking ball. Crashing into your heart like I do. You're like a Sunday morning, full of grace, full of Jesus. I wish that I could be more like you." I know this was a guy singing about a girl. But in our situation, in this verse, I feel like it is the opposite. I am the one with the short fuse. I am the one who loses it more often than I should. I am the one who lets things build up and then explode about the garbage in our bathroom not being taken out :) John is so much more composed in that way. I am sure he lets things build up. But he never truly blows up on me. He takes my shortcomings with such a calm spirit and such grace and I wish I could be more like him in that way. The other song that is a true testament of this past year to me is "Mine would be You" by Blake Shelton. I absolutely love this song. Because through everything, even a hard year, mine would always be John. Every. Single. Time. I have no regrets. I am so very thankful for this life I share with him. He has given me more than I ever expected, including two (almost 3!) boys that are my heart. Mushy post maybe. Wasn't going for that. But maybe, someone who reads might feel a little bit better knowing that it is okay and normal to not feel like everything is perfect all the time. The imperfection is what makes it...perfect.

Mine would be you
Sun keeps shinin', back road flyin'
Singing like crazy fools
Makin' up our own words
Laughin' 'til it hurts
Baby, if I had to choose
My best day ever
My finest hour, my wildest dream come true
Mine would be you