JAMES IS HERE!

There is a long story behind the last few days but I am way too tired so here is a quick up date! James Logan was born January 24 and weighed in at a healthy 8 lbs 1 oz at 3:21 am. After a few days in the Level 2 Nursery for some complications we were discharged together tonight at about 5pm. It has been a very long few days and I will talk more about it later. We are SO GLAD OUR BOY IS HERE!

TONIGHT'S THE NIGHT!!!

Well I went to my doctor today expecting him to set up the induction for tomorrow morning but he surprised me with a little change! We go in tonight at 7:30pm for me to be induced so hopefully by tomorrow morning our little man will be here!!! Yay can't wait! But now I have to go get a few last things done before we head for the hospital!!

Not the Tooth!

So let me back it up just a bit, about a week and a half ago my crazy Grace came to me and her front tooth was bleeding. She was crying (which is sign of real pain when it comes to Grace) and told me that she had bumped her mouth. I am sure it was from jumping off something, running too fast around a corner, or any of the amazing stunts that she has mastered. Well her tooth (which by the way is one of two that are actually crowns that she had done two years ago this month because she was born with weak spots in her two front teeth) anyway so her tooth looked like it had moved a little but she seemed ok once I cleaned her up and kissed her face. Well by last Thursday the 17th Grace came to me and said "Mom call da docor so he can fits my teef" I couldn't say no to that cute request so I called and they were able to get her in that afternoon. We took her in and I wish I had brought my camera because it was the cutest thing I had ever seen. They decided to do her cleaning while I was there and Grace could not have been more thrilled, she was giddy, smiling and laughing and clapping like she was at the circus. The women cleaning her teeth was just like "Oh my gosh this is sooo funny, I have never seen a child that enjoyed being here so much" I was shocked my self. Well after doing X-rays and the "docor" taking a look he informed me that the tooth could not be saved and had to be pulled!! I was really sad but I understood, part of the sadness was that we had just paid for that tooth two years before and sad that my Grace was gonna have to undergo something not so fun. There was also the vain side of me that thought about the fact that now every picture from now until her big teeth grow in will be my baby with a missing front tooth :( ! But we made the appointment for the next morning and since I was still very sick with the flu and even more pregnant, my wonderful Husband and my Mom managed to get her to the appointment. It was at 7:30 am so she was home to me by 9:30 am and then she slept for most of the day! I was worried that she would be upset when she woke up and realized her tooth was gone and she was for a min. but then once she had a moment to look at her self in the mirror she said "I like dis, I like the docor, I want to go back!" She was impressed with her new look and that made me feel so much better! I actually think having only the one tooth makes her look tough and it fits her personality!! Love that girl! I guess now I should be worried that she will try to knock another one out or knock someone else's out!

What A Blessing!

This pregnancy has flown by and here I am with just a week to go! I was looking over the pictures that my hubby has helped to take over the months and I was feeling very grateful for my body and the work it has done to get this baby here. I don't know how many were aware that getting this baby was much tougher than we could have anticipated. I have also had several close friends who have struggled to have children. I am so grateful that my body was able to carry this baby to term and that I have been healthy through it all. What a miracle it really is! In talking to a wonderful friend of mine whom I respect and love so dearly and knowing of her deep desire to have children it brings me to my knees in gratitude to my Heavenly Father for every moment I have as a Mom! I never want to take it for granted as I perhaps did in the past. I have been taught so much in the last few years as we struggled to add to our family, I have learned the true meaning of God's timing. It can be frustrating and difficult to accept His will but in this case I didn't have a choice. As a Mom I want to be thankful even when my 3 1/2 year old has filled the sink allowing it to overflow and flood the bathroom for the third time in a day. I look down at my belly and feel only joy! My sweet friend thanks for your example and for your friendship because you have truly been there for me in ways that others could not understand. I wish I could take your pain, I wish there was more I could do but I pray you know how much I love you and am grateful I am to have you in my life. So with just a few days to go before I hold this boy in my arms I reflect on my life and want to cherish every minute. For some it will be as easy as washing your clothes with your husbands to get pregnant but for some that road is much tougher and rugged and I have learned through my own trial at how precious a gift it really is!

Can't wait!

So I have less than two weeks until this little boy gets here! I can't believe how fast it has gone!! I feel so blessed to have had such great pregnancies, not that I want to be pregnant forever but I can't complain. In fact there a few things I will miss, the extra calories, the new baby items shopping, my friends telling me on a regular basis that I am all belly and it being a good thing!! My most favorite thing would have to be my sweet husbands help in making my pregnancy fun, he is one of those men that worries anytime I say I have been having a few contractions, to the extent that about a week ago I called him and told him I had been having a few good contractions but that it wasn't too serious, he insisted that I head strait home and get in bed, I humored him by saying I would, but really I ran a few errands and got home shortly before he did. The minute he walked in the door he wanted me lying down and not doing anything, so it was in this moment that I thought this could be fun. I sat on my bed and started folding laundry that I had placed there just a few minutes earlier when Jimmy walked in the room and was like "What are you doing!?" I just responded with the obvious "Folding the laundry.?" His eyes got big and his voice was serious as a heart attack "I said I didn't want you doing ANYTHING." So who was I to argue, I put the clothes down and relaxed. I have always been a quick learner so I now use this tactic almost everyday just to get a little extra help when he comes home from work. He really has been great about all of it, back rubs, help cooking, help with the girls, calling just to check on me, and the other night when I got stuck in the bath because my back was tweeked, he was so sweet to help me get out. I must say that for me pregnancy is not too shabby!!!