tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61805020702441113152024-03-12T17:19:24.254-07:00One Mom's LifeTenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-37146726672637579362012-08-19T18:24:00.001-07:002012-08-19T18:24:13.110-07:00I haven't been on here for a very long time.....sorry peeps! (I know that there are so many of you) This summer has been an adventure for sure. I spent the first six weeks in a stupid boot for my foot. It was not fun and very disturbing to my routine. WE did not get much done. Now that it has been off for a little over a month....I am getting a little more done but not much!! My foot is still sore a lot and I am having a hard time getting back into working out and such. I am down to 132 pounds (so 3 pounds less then when I broke my foot) I did get into my wedding dress and we did family photos for the first time since Mike and I got married. I hope they turn out!! I am excited to start school in a few weeks but nervous about the amount of time I will have to spend away from my kiddos. They will be with one of their favorite aunts though so they should survive it.<br />
Mike and I finished the foster care classes and we are now trying to decide if we should go forward with it or not. We shall see. Sorry this is a boring post....nothing too exciting happens here. :) <br />
We did finish our deck though and we are mostly done with the bathroom 2012 remodel!! Yay!Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-53083962704590653982012-04-22T09:20:00.001-07:002012-04-22T09:20:03.375-07:00well...the shoes WERE super cute but apparently NOT as safe. i definitely broke my foot!! boo!! the worst part is that i can't do ANYTHING!!!! but that is okay cause the shoe i get to wear now is not only "cute"(not!!!) but it is SUPER safe. other sad note....i have gained three pounds! yucky. :( not being able to work out is not good for me.Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-71429845667040797842012-03-30T13:08:00.002-07:002012-03-30T13:14:11.775-07:00ok....in keeping with my goal of full disclosure.....March's goal weight was 135. I made it...barely! I am now going to move on to April. i am going to try to workout more and eat healthyish....lets face it...I can not diet! at least not strictly. my goal for april is to lose and maintain a loss of 5 more pounds and to work out every day for at least 30 minutes. we shall see how it goes...workout time seems to take a back burner during the school semester....especially the last little bit. but I can do it. :) keep up the good work all you beautiful ladies and to my little friend who i want to encourage....you are gorgeous! gads...if you are fat than i am GODZILLA/ELEPHANT/GIGANTOR woman. you are SO SO SO NOT fat. please don't let others define you and don't let them tell you what you can and cannot do! "they" will always try to pull you down but i hope you will NOT let them. 135....i weigh 135. i am not ashamed of who i am. as Grey would say, "you can't make me!! na na na na na!!!Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-62718034663806119362012-02-17T11:30:00.000-08:002012-02-17T11:35:06.598-08:00i heard on a movie once, "i am one good stomach flu away from my goal weight." or something like that. well....i can now say that i WAS one good stomach flu away from my monthly goal weight. :( too bad it won't last long!! however, in my quest for full disclosure and to encourage less embarrassment surrounding our weight and our body image....i started DECEMBER at 154 and i am now weighing in at 139. i will probably gain at least 4 pounds back as soon as i dare to eat again. :) anyway....i was at about 142 for a while and then went back up to about 146 then got sick. we shall see how much i can hold onto. getting closer to my goal every day!! (oh...my goal for February was 140...if not less)Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-26244344775576898862012-02-07T19:54:00.000-08:002012-02-07T19:59:32.378-08:00i promised myself...since i have been on here a lot lately...that i would not get on for a while but here i am again!! i can not believe that are people out there that would try to justify the abuse or killing of a child....there is no reason, no excuse for that! nothing that is happening to the parent can justify it. not one little bit. period.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">your life was so short and fleeting it's true<br />but now God will be the protector for you<br />He held you and loved you before your short life<br />then sent you to earth with parents to protect you from strife<br />He trusted His angels to parents below<br />He hope that bound less love on you they could bestow<br />but anger and hatred clouded their way<br />and they forgot to love you today<br />the hands taht should caress and hold you<br /> were used to abuse and betray you<br />go to Heaven where He waits with open arms<br />with Him you can be safe from all earthly harms<br />your parents wounds He will also heal<br />as their Father too He can and He will<br />through His love and mercy all will be made right<br />so rest easy little Angels<br />you sleep with God tonight.<br /><div style="text-align: center;">--unknown<br /><div style="text-align: left;">for all the little hurt ones but especially for the Powell babies. <br /></div></div></div>Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-92017086560723440062012-02-03T17:20:00.000-08:002012-02-03T17:26:44.219-08:00Sometimes after you have been married for a while it becomes too easy to forget how special and wonderful your spouse is. I know I accuse Mike of this often enough even though I am just as guilty of it myself. So...I am going to try to be more appreciative of Mike. He does so many little things to help me out. Like today, I have been going crazy because I have not been able to find my favorite chapstick for a long time. (I have terrible problems with dry skin/lips in the winter) I am very particular about the chapstick I use because of allergies and I hate weird tasting chapstick and such. Anyway, even though he was tired after work this morning he went to Walmart and finally found it for me! He wrote a sweet little note on the package and left it in the van for me to find when I headed out. He is amazing! So...I have pulled out the Love Dare book that was given to me a while back and I am preparing to start on a 40 day journey of relearning to appreciate/love my husband the way I did "way back when". Shouldn't be too hard. Love you tons Mike and you are A.M.A.Z.I.N.G!. Thank you so much for all you do for us. I love you.Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-53447651771193662582012-02-01T19:16:00.000-08:002012-02-01T19:18:54.297-08:00i am so thankful to my Heavenly Father and the small but miraculous ways that he blesses me and my family. i have been praying so hard for my little maximus to start eating and taking his bottle. finally, last week when he was so sick i asked mike to give him a blessing and guess what? max started to eat! in fact, he is now taking over 20 oz a day. i know that our prayers are answered. that does NOT mean that it is always easy and max still needs to gain weight but at least he is on the right track. today all is right in my heart and in my world.Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-82925519392280271062012-01-27T19:31:00.000-08:002012-01-27T19:34:47.322-08:00MAXIMUSmy son will not eat. i probably wouldn't worry too much about it but the doctor always tells me that he is too skinny and he is pretty little. he finally started taking about 15 oz of formula and nursing twice a day and he did this for about a week but then he got the flu. he threw up for one night and had icky diapers for a couple of days and now he won't eat. since sunday...he has only been taking about 6 oz a day and i have to force him to take that! i don't know what to do for sure. he has only had 2 wet diapers today and those were barely, a tiny little bit wet. i am really freaking out!! i tried for almost and hour to get him to nurse or take a bottle before bed and he just refused. i feel like i am going to lose my mind. i cry myself to sleep almost every night because i can't get him to eat and i fell like i am killing him. i don't know what to do.Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-39792222784196921512012-01-22T18:54:00.000-08:002012-01-22T18:57:46.159-08:00who i am can not be measured in inches or pounds......however:<br />since the first of december i have lost 10 pounds...well one pound shy of that<br />1 1/2 inches around my waist and 1 inch around my hips<br />I know...baby steps. :)<br />I am determined to get it done by june...16 more pounds to go.<br />9 more days of january and i have worked out almost every day...except for sundays.Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-22957558807001145072012-01-19T11:01:00.000-08:002012-01-19T11:07:23.162-08:00if you happen to come to my house and you see the piles of laundry littering the floor and the dirty dishes in the sink and the dust on every surface, please keep in mind that today i have:<br />washed five loads of laundry<br />folded three loads of laundry<br />dressed four people, besides myself<br />listened to two lectures<br />finished two assignments<br />started a lesson<br />read two chapter (20 pages each)<br />fixed two meals...so far<br />"exercised"<br />negotiated at least five thousand peace treaties<br />located a couple hundred missing artifacts<br />and cleaned up 3 major disaster areas.<br />and my day is only half over!!<br />i do more than you see and i am sure that you do more than i see! so....smile instead of frown at my dirty house. it is a work in progress.Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-51083764316936378542011-12-28T16:40:00.000-08:002011-12-28T16:50:06.655-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLxqeUwYrcMzsg22BDq62Wswb8oKi4TUPVu3aE71gV3KVWa9lNTkUkEN_q6jo5PbzcxHGrBvaK8SdLGcuo__zEnzPRaURK1HjMByibApmeE99mblHpM5alj5V8i-WcHvx_hht6pFMhEEpq/s1600/IMGP4051.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLxqeUwYrcMzsg22BDq62Wswb8oKi4TUPVu3aE71gV3KVWa9lNTkUkEN_q6jo5PbzcxHGrBvaK8SdLGcuo__zEnzPRaURK1HjMByibApmeE99mblHpM5alj5V8i-WcHvx_hht6pFMhEEpq/s320/IMGP4051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691345821723353346" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5HqaYm08G5wnJvptJNrc8ByVwgc7vfiSzjAY9HovmnbplCATHE09AA5XCXaDG5eotFtJCz_NjMCHy6ZdJHRb-FlxF9LrHUAFbFHJJs16bsjV1AT7oGemzmwfapyrVqBJmg-jHS0HLGcdj/s1600/IMGP4052.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5HqaYm08G5wnJvptJNrc8ByVwgc7vfiSzjAY9HovmnbplCATHE09AA5XCXaDG5eotFtJCz_NjMCHy6ZdJHRb-FlxF9LrHUAFbFHJJs16bsjV1AT7oGemzmwfapyrVqBJmg-jHS0HLGcdj/s320/IMGP4052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691345990419061330" border="0" /></a><br />Every year we get the supreme pleasure of making Daddy a homemade yellow cake for his birthday. This year was Max's turn to "help". I love letting my little guys explore and have fun and flour seems to be one of the COOLEST things in the world. Here is my baby taking his turn in the flour bucket. I know it is a bit of a waste but who cares! Doesn't he look cute.Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-37671698419940568622011-12-11T13:40:00.000-08:002011-12-11T20:36:43.107-08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">ten things i am grateful for:</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">1. i am grateful that i can see</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">2. i am grateful that i can hear my babies, music and everything</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">3. i am grateful that i can walk and run and enjoy the beauty of the earth</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">4. i am grateful that i have a healthy body that can have babies</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">5. i am grateful that i can play the piano</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">6. i am grateful that i can laugh</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">7. i am grateful that i can sing</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">8. i am grateful that i can dance</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">9. i am grateful that i can hold my babies in my arms</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">10.i am grateful that i can cry and feel joy and sorrow</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;">Read the first story in your December Ensign and join me in gratitude for our blessings. </span></span>Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-69825305345202279892011-12-07T22:03:00.000-08:002011-12-07T22:09:03.937-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">This quote kind of took me back and made me think a little bit. Each life is a gift, a special gift from God. We are brought together for many different reasons. This just made me think of Mike and our boys and our life.<br /></div><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" >"maybe you and I were meant<br />to create this life<br />because this life<br />was meant to change the world."</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Thank you Mike! Thank you for standing by me when I felt crazy and angry. Thank you for reminding me of how important our boys are. I can not help but appreciate each and every one of them and the blessings that they bring to me and my life. And for each of them, I have you to thank. Thanks for my babies. Love you more than you will ever know.<br /></div></div>Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-65936147513302039162011-12-04T19:55:00.001-08:002011-12-04T20:11:33.948-08:00<div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">don't be too fat or too skinny,<br />don't be too short or too tall,<br />don't be too loud or too quiet,<br />don't be too strong or too weak,<br />don't stand out too much,<br />but be yourself.<br /></div><br />No wonder we are all confused. I heard a similar version of this on a TV show and it got me to thinking about how we see ourselves and how the world sees us too. It is hard to just be happy with who you are and love your uniqueness no matter what everyone else is telling you. I know I have a hard time with it. I am different now than I used to be (and by that I mean 20ish pounds different) but I am tired of feeling like that makes me less than what I used to be. So here it goes....<br /><div style="text-align: center;">when Mike and I got married,<br />I weighed 113 pounds.<br />today,<br />I weigh 150.<br />I am not ashamed of who I am.<br />where will I be in 6 months?<br />I don't know.<br />BUT NEITHER DO YOU!!<br />I refuse to be ashamed.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">So...please, back off!! Like me for who I am or don't but don't think that that gives you the right to try to make me feel bad about who I am because I won't. Not anymore. I refuse. I am Tenille Sharp Sealy...not perfect but not trying to be either. I am proud of the things that I have in my life and who I am and I will keep trying to be the best I can but I will not let anyone diminish who I am inside just because my outsides are bigger than they want them to be! I have needed to get this out since...well, for a long time. I don't want my sisters, nieces, cousins, or friends to grow up being made to feel that they should be ashamed of who they are. It is a terrible cycle and it is wrong. I will put down the ice cream when I am good and ready and I will join a gym when I am good and ready too and I will diet when...well probably never! I know what I need to do to lose weight...it is not really a news flash to me...and I will do it. WHEN I AM READY!!<br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >sorry for the ranting...it has been a long time coming and I wanted to get it out...mostly for me, directed at the world in general</span>,<span style="font-style: italic;"> <span style="font-size:85%;">but also for a young girl who is so beautiful and sweet and is being beaten down by the world and told that she is too fat and not good enough and she is only 11!! I hope you know that what they think can't define you unless you let it.</span></span><br /></div></div>Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-25557741792055964472011-11-19T08:28:00.000-08:002011-11-19T08:36:05.752-08:00<span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" >Had a soon-to-be-father asking us questions...advice and such. He asked me if I would do it all over again. Would I? Would I take the 20 extra pounds, the stress, and the gray hairs and wrinkles? YES I WOULD!!! I love my kids....yeah sometimes I feel like screaming and running away but those moments don't last. My little Max has the sweetest smile and he bestows it upon his momma the most. Grey just keeps me smiling and laughing all day long...what a goof! Ike...well, Ike is so sweet and gentle. He loves his brothers and he is so anxious to please. Corbin is my bossy little take charge guy but he is good to me and always mindful of what I need. He is always telling me that he loves me and he has taught his brothers to do the same....I am continually hearing, "Mom, I love you" ringing through the house. And Mike....he is the most trouble but I don't know what I would do without him. Even when he is a big pain, he is my entire heart and soul. Love him....love them all to pieces. So...best advice? Love them! Don't take them for granted and sleep all you can. :) I don't regret a single minute of it...the pounds will go eventually and I can do yoga for the stress and dye my hair pink if I want to and wrinkles aren't so bad really but I will never, EVER find anything as miraculous as my guys! </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I won't be on here again before then so...HAPPY THANKSGIVING!! <br /></span></div>Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-43483210504432923312011-11-12T10:54:00.000-08:002011-11-12T10:56:37.828-08:00<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:130%;">My oldest sister just told me about 4 kids that have been abandoned by their mom. 3 girls and a little boy. It just kills me. She has had 8 kids...the first 4 have already been adopted...now she is giving up the younger ones. They are 6, 4, 2, and 1. She says that she just can't bond with her kids. It breaks my heart and makes me cry.<br /></span></div>Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-63633763183026263892011-10-23T20:35:00.000-07:002011-10-23T20:42:12.957-07:00So...I can't stop thinking about foster care! How can I get a bigger house so we can do it? I want to start the classes in the summer but that won't cure our space issue. Hmmm. Mike has slowly started to feel my passion too. The other day at the store, he saw a mom SCREAMING at her kids and SWEARING at them...dropping the f word and all that. He said that the kids were just tiny...probably 3 or 4 or younger and it made him feel so bad. He said that he was worried about what would happen to them. (disclaimer: we know that all parents have bad days and that this mom was probably just mad and would never hurt her kids. Just makes you think and realize how bad some kids have it....not those particular kids really, just some kids) Anyway, he is starting to understand why I want to do foster care so much. We are super motivated but that doesn't always equal a way to get things done. Plus...it would be super cool to get started because we really want to adopt a little girl. :) I don't want to wait forever! I would want the little girl we adopt to be close in age to my boys. WHICH...by the way, I love those guys!Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-36138076272708786052011-10-17T21:22:00.000-07:002011-10-17T21:25:48.094-07:00So...I always know when this time of year hits. Oldest kiddie has a cough that will probably last all winter long and I have a sinus infection. Yippie! Right on schedule. I have mid-terms next week. The best part of it all....I love laying around with a heating pack. :) I am glad that school doesn't last forever...even if it feels like it does! Three papers to right this week and studying for a mid-term plus writing a lesson for Sunday and learning a piano solo...this week should be a blast. Oh, and a concert on Friday night...which WILL be fun! Wish me luck!Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-88037424989779139372011-10-03T22:17:00.000-07:002011-10-03T22:21:35.135-07:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:85%;">while at the doctor's office today....my oldest and my youngest had checkups.....i witnessed a truly lovely thing. when the doctor started doing my oldest son's checkup, my baby started to whimper and whine. he REALLY did not like the doctor messing with his brother. he started to get really agitated and fussy. when the doctor stopped....my little man calmed down but watched that doctor like a hawk. then i had my little man on the table and he started to roll to his side and my big guy jumped up and put his hand on his tummy and said, "mom! you gotta watch him so he won't roll off and get hurt!!" he was nervous for his brother and when the little buy got his shots the big guy wanted to hold his hand and told him that it would be okay. :) I love that they feel like they should protect each other. made me feel good....actually, made me feel SUPER good!! love all my guys.<br /></span></span>Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-50713385027297384262011-10-02T21:06:00.001-07:002011-10-02T21:06:37.893-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">saw a very pretty little girl today.</span><br /></div>Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-56559369978416924012011-09-19T09:25:00.000-07:002011-09-19T09:28:04.072-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Men's eyes don't follow me when I cross a room anymore,<br />if they ever did ;)<br />But when I come into a room my baby's<br />eyes light up and follow my every move.<br />I know that he loves me<br />and doesn't care a bit<br />If I don't wear makeup<br />or fancy clothes<br />or even if I comb my hair.<br />I love that he is mine<br />I can't believe that he is already<br /><span style="font-size:130%;">6 months old!!!<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I can't believe that I thought<br />that I would be sad to have him!<br />Love you more than life Maximus!<br /></span></span><br /></span></span></div>Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-3427148348539727262011-09-15T18:41:00.000-07:002011-09-15T18:47:18.965-07:00<span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Today was one of <span style="font-size:180%;">those days!!<span style="font-family: webdings;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> You know those days! :( The boys fought and whined all day long. And of course, I had a massive headache and several assignments due for my class and about 40 pages to read and laundry to do and meals to cook and.....etc. YOU get the picture. <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;">So, now I am feeling a little cranky and blue. i did NOT get everything done that i needed to get done and i yelled at the boys more than i should have. Why are some days like that? Why do days like this come when i don't have TONS of chocolate or ice cream or both in the house? Why does Mike have a crazy schedule that keeps him away from us or asleep 90% of the day?<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">THEN I WALK INTO A ROOM,<br />WHERE MY BABY HAS BEEN SCREAMING,<br />LIKE ALL DAY,<br />AND HE LIGHTS UP LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE,<br />AND HIS FEET START KICKING,<br />AND HIS DIMPLES FLASH,<br />AND EVEN THOUGH I AM EXHAUSTED,<br />AND MY HEAD IS THROBBING,<br />I REMEMBER WHY I AM DOING THIS,<br />I REMEMBER WHY I LOVE MY BABIES,<br />THE HOUSE CAN WAIT,<br />THE HOMEWORK CAN TOO,<br />BUT I SPENT THE LAST HOUR READING,<br />TO AND LOVING MY BOYS,<br />AND SOMEHOW I FEEL BETTER.<br /><br /></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: webdings;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: webdings;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: webdings;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-26513218113158552662011-09-14T09:01:00.000-07:002011-09-14T09:09:55.999-07:00It has been an incredibly LONG time since I posted last. Time flies and all that. I am now enjoying life as a mother of 4 boys! Maximus joined our family in March. I can admit that I was a little disappointed to find out that I was having another boy but I love him like crazy and I would not trade him for anything! He is such a sweetie! He has <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">brown hair</span> and <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">beautiful blue eyes</span> and dimples (I don't know where he got those!). I am FINALLY proud to announce that one of my boys actually LOOKS LIKE ME!! Yes! The other three are harder to determine but everyone says that they look like MIke. However, you cannot deny that Max looks like me......he just does. :)<br /><br />WE are all back in school...except Grey and Max...and loving it, mostly. Corbin is doing dual immersion this year in first grade so the Spanish is a challenge but we are learning. Isaac is in his last year of preschool and doing so well. His speech is still a worry but we are seeing improvements. Grey and Max love staying home with Mommy. Mike and I are trying to not lose our minds but keeping a balance up between school, work, and the boys is definitely interesting and keeps us on our toes. Mike only has<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> 4 </span>classes left!!!!<br /><br />We also started the process to become foster parents. We are hoping to become licensed next summer and to have our house ready. We are hoping to adopt a<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"> </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">little girl</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">.</span> WE shall see what the next few years bring. WE are busy and happy and healthy! :)Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-66034022113713972722010-10-04T18:24:00.001-07:002010-10-04T18:28:07.921-07:00Big day...BIG DAY I say.Well...tomorrow is the big day. The day of truth...so to speak. Tomorrow we get to find out what the gender of our baby is....hopefully. I am almost 17 weeks so they should be able to tell. I am NERVOUS! I love my three boys but I REALLY would like to have a girl. I hope that, whatever happens, the baby is healthy but if it is a healthy baby that HAPPENS to look best in PINK, I will be super happy!! Wish me luck!Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6180502070244111315.post-53328355768008641962010-08-30T18:44:00.000-07:002010-08-30T18:50:02.414-07:00Baby #4I am moving on to baby number four! Yes....I think. I have NOT been feeling good at all. The worst is hopefully almost over though....I am almost 12 weeks. We will see. I wasn't as sick with my other three and I seem to be more exhausted this time too. I don't know, we will see. I keep hoping that maybe that means I am going to have a girl but then, at the same time, I try to shut that out of my mind. I don't want to jinx myself and I love my boys. I wouldn't trade a single one of them. I would LOVE to have a girl though. I am SO ready for a girl. I guess I just have to wait and see!! :) I am going to keep it a secret though. I am not going to tell anyone what I am having this time. I want it to be my secret....well, and maybe the hubbies. The two older boys started school today. One in kindergarten and one in preschool. The little guy and I enjoyed going for a walk and just hanging out in a mostly quiet house. I am going to enjoy the two days a week that we are all alone.....at least for a few hours. *sigh* Now I have their homework to worry about as well as mine. Hope I get a little more energy back soon.....I could use it! :)Tenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14074955427889625172noreply@blogger.com0