"What was I about to say again?"

"What was I about to say again? Oh yeah..."

I say that a lot these days so

please disregard all typos and ramblings in this... I haven't slept more than 2 1/2 hours in one month. I need Nanny 911 to help me get my babies to sleep. I stink at this part every time. Oh well, I will come back to life in 6-9 months when I sleep again.

It is hard to be this sleepy with 3 very active boys. High energy+no energy= overwhelmed momma. I am so easily overwhelmed these days. It is kind of funny the things that make me want to cry just by looking at them like my messy closet, spit up on my clean sheets again(that I have washed 10 times this week), finger prints on everything, a list a mile long of thank you notes I need to write, my kitchen floor, dirty dishes, etc... but then I remind myself of the fact that I have been blessed beyond measure. That God has heard my cries (for 5 years) for a miracle with my health and more children and has ANSWERED them. I am feeling good besides tired. I have been taking daily shots to prevent a relapse of Lyme symptoms and Tim continues to pray Psalms over me at night. I think we are winning this battle with prayer and God's Word. God is so good. I am still forced to trust him for tomorrow but He has lifted me out of the pit of suffering and blessed me so much.

Tim and I went on a date last night and I about fell asleep in my Chicken Tortilla Soup. We talked about feeling like failure parents because we are so tired. We prayed as we drove that God would help us parent out of the Spirit- not the flesh. I have realized the I WILL fail if God doesn't show me how to parent these sweet ones with His strength and love and not my own.

Lake's Birthday Cake... by daddy.

The black food coloring was NOT a good idea. It was EVERYWHERE.



The birthday boy...


March 8, 3 years ago...

My sweet Lake Christian was given to me.


We had a fun party.

You can see the LOVE oozing out of these pictures of Bubba and Tim.

Inseparable:

incapable of being separated, parted, or disjoined;

inseparable companions or friends.

This is why I want Hope to have a sister....


Some kids know how to lick the bowl.... OF LIFE.
Bubba is one of those kids.

My mom's mom.

I have one sister. She has 4 kids.

Here are all 8 of them.

Hope cracks me up when she screams like the lady in the shower in the Psycho movies and then you pick her up and she looks like this....

I can already tell a difference in drama from the boys.

I am pretty sure she is going to rule this roost.

I. LOVE. HER.

He loves her.

Bubba brought this to me one morning when my eyes were bloodshot from fatigue, I had on the same clothes and makeup from the day before and am chubby from just being pregnant...

Lake walks around the house singing. While going to the bathroom, while playing, while bothering his brothers.

His favorite is What a Mighty God We Serve.

I know he is going to be our little Worship Leader.

He started singing years before he talked.

Tim has pretty much adopted these guys since I am so tired. They like it.

Me and my new dishwasher...

Tim really did...

HANG THE MOON. :)

I got this moon for Lake for his birthday.

I love to sneak in there after they are in bed and climb in Reece's bunk with him. The little ones fall asleep before he does. We go on a date in the moonlight. I ask him all kinds of questions and tell him stories about when he was a baby and how much I loved him. That the first thing I noticed when I saw him was his dimple. Reece has really become my friend. I respect him a lot. He is kind and gentle and knows Jesus. I listen (and learn) when he talks about God.

Being a mom is such a blessing. I want so badly to love these children and lead them to the feet of Jesus.

God, please help me.