I always tell myself that I am going to post here more often. As the mother of four boys, with another one on the way…there is always something going on in our house!

One little thing…our (almost) 12 year old is playing basketball this season. And our other three actually seem to enjoy going to the games. So this Saturday we are sitting on the bleachers, and our three year old is standing in front of our 13 year old…they are sort of playing around, and my oldest son starts to tickle his little brother. H, the baby, giggled and then leaned forward and hugged C, our oldest. C gave him a kiss and said, “I love you.” To which H gave him one back and returned the sentiment. As I was turning around H was crawling in C’s lap, and the two of them were just whispering to each other. Honestly, it was one of the sweetest things I have seen in awhile from our boys. I find myself wishing I could freeze those moments in time, and in a sense I can…because that was a scene I know I won’t forget.

I also have the countdown to baby #5 up on my chalkboard. Though, I have had it up there for months if I am being honest. 21 days left! And I am ready. I don’t think I have ever been this tired. I wake up and something else hurts….it’s rough. My husband just likes to tell me I am getting old….and the sad thing is…I am starting to agree with him!