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A little bit

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This baby makes me want to get pregnant again Right away... sweet sweet sweet Let me just say, blogging is my favorite. I can't tell you how many times I have made mental notes to "blog about this" only to lose it in the flurry of activity that is my life. Now I can, as quickly as I have the thought, send word to you Regarding aforementioned items. I am blogging from my phone right now! And guess what else! If I had not promised to watch phineas and ferb with Tre on his ipod, I could photograph myself right now and post it! That will take a few minutes, so when I figure out out, I'll be back! Haha! lvb

HAHA!

You thought I went under, didn't you!!! Well here's what happened.  We decided that in order to cut corners we would cancel our subscription to the internet and use the library internet.  We also found cell phone service that is cheap and has a data plan.  I thought surely I would be able to blog from my phone.  Unfortunately there is a problem with posting text and I have been unable to return to this covetted place.  I am looking for a server that will let me post from my phone.  Don't give up on me, and don't be surprised when you come back and find a link to a new and improved blog!  I will return.  And hopefully it will be soon, with pictures!!! lvb

The hard part

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63 months of pregnancy 15 years of marriage 9 moves 7 children 5 homeschoolers 34 years of age 10 loads of laundry a week 1000 questions a day not enough time not enough energy I'm having trouble getting the weight off.  I didn't have any trouble getting it on even though it was a lot. It's the coming off part that I'm struggling with. I waited to post a picture of myself for this very reason. The doctor told me that I could expect to retain three pounds per baby. That's a hefty twenty-one pounds the I should expect to carry around for the next 66 years. ugh. If you wouldn't mind not noticing...                    I'd feel a lot better about things. lvb

I don't know what I'd do

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If I didn't have all these kids... Who would save me from eating all the brownie covered oreos by myself? Who would reassure Max that he is loved after I find him eating out of the trashcan? How would I know what life with a teenager is like? Who would chase screaming little girls in circles with scary gorilla hands? Who would carry Deisha around in the Snuggly sideways? Who would take countless self-portraits with my camera? I'd have never experienced this... or this... or this guinea pig's birthday party... or seen this... or this. And Scooder's neck would still be cold. And no one, not one person, not a single other person in the universe, would tend to holding this giant crayon in the air, if I didn't have all these kids. I'm so glad they're mine. lvb

Mercybaby

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sigh...

A little smile

It must've been every hour.  At 11:15pm I was falling asleep on the couch.  Scarlette was still wiggling around in my arms    which is why I was still awake.  I started to fall asleep at 10:30pm. Unusual for me since the time change JUST happened and I haven't adjusted to it.  So... I should've been wide awake for a few hours, but I wasn't. I was tired. I decided to just take her to bed and see if she'd conk out. She wiggled for another thirty minutes wrestling against the pacifier before she conked out. One hour later she was ready for a snack. One hour later she was ready for a snack. One hour later she was ready for a snack. One hour later she was ready for a snack. One hour later she was ready for a snack. One hour later she was ready for a snack. One hour later she was ready for breakfast so we moved to the couch. My back was stiff and sore    from being contorted during the in-betweens   ...

Spring picnic

Dale has had training all week which means his schedule is "normal" for one week of the entire year. 8-4 M-F  I love it.  I love "normal"        in theory. I didn't know it would be normal when I scheduled six appointments for this week.  Actually I thought he'd be home for four of them... which sort of bombed on me, but we survived. He had a normal lunchbreak all week and wanted to meet us for lunch of a couple of occassions, but we couldn't because I had scheduled six appointments, most of them during his break, unbeknownst to me. Today I decided that if he did call, since we didn't have six appointments, we would hop in the car and drive to wherever he wanted to meet us.  Except that we're broke.  It would be fine if he and I were meeting for lunch because we're a cheap date, but all nine of us eating out-- even at McDonalds-- is a minimum o...