Just for Me.

I have wondered whether to post this experience, but I've felt the need to.  I am grateful I had this experience, it makes me so feel so blessed to have my family and my spiritual knowledge.  I am someone who is pretty open-minded.  You want to nurse your kid until their 5, getter done.  If you want to live in the woods and home-school your kids, by all means do.  You and your partner have decided what is best for you and your family and no one can tell you you didn't.
So the experience. 
Nate and I are very open to letting each other do seperate things, he goes camping and hiking with "the boys" and I go and have fun girls nights and weekends with my friends.  We believe the heart grows fonder with a little distance.  Not a ton, but a little.
Fridy Nate decided to camp and I had a childhood friend's reception.  I had Harrison and Amelia and my parents were bringing Libby.  To some I have a lot of children, but to others I'm just getting started.
I brought my two before my parents brought Libby and I introduced them to my friend.  "Here is my son Harrison, my daughter Amelia and my oldest is coming with my parents."  I again affirm that I don't care how you decide to live your life, but do not comment on mine and my decisions especially about my family.  She proceeds to say "Wow, you really got on that."  I was a little shocked at her comment and maybe because I live in such a heavily populated Mormon culture and she doesn't anymore.  I don't know what it was, but I took offense to this and the decisions I have made about my own life. 
NOW, I'm to strong to let anyone else influence what I do anyway, but sometimes it is hard to be at home with 3 kids.  Doing the same things day in and day out.  Cleaning messes, cleaning clothes, cleaning in general, etc.  Wiping up mud from my newly mopped floor, so cleaning.  I felt pretty low and then the Lord stepped in.
I have a home teacher that is divinely inspired.  He shared a message on Sunday with Nate and I.  Mothers, non-mothers, single mothers, single-fathers and everyone in between I applaud you.  I applaud the choices you made for yourself.  I understand everyone is different, but this has touched me personally:

I know I could not do this without my amazing, awesome, sexy husband, so for you fathers here you go:

My Heavenly Father has blessed me with people who love me.  Who appreciate what I do, 4 to be exact.  My kids are a blessing, not something I "do".  My husband loves me, not for anything I look like, but because he just does.  I'm grateful to have a knowledge of a Savior who loves me.  Knows everything about me and all that I go through and struggle with at the time. 

Be kind to those around you today, never know what they're dealing with.

Twinners?

You be the judge:

 

Amelia at 5 months.

 

Libby at 5 months.

 

I'm not sure if they look the same, but they definitely look related.

I also have a picture of my grandma Gucker that is pretty identical to Amelia.

Spring is coming.

You can absolutely feel it in the air.  I mean it is tangible.  It is the fun time of year when colors actually come out.  Flowers, prints and skin color changes.  I love being outside, I lose vital Vitamin D during the winter and that blahs me out.  I'm just sooo excited for spring!

Friends

I know I post about this every once in a while, but I have to tell you all that I have the best friends in the world.  Now you may think you do, but you do.  I do too.

 

One just moved away, I went through a mourning period.  She did it to me once and then fooled me by coming back.  Then she did it for reals.  I am so depressed.

 

Luckily I have a best friend who lives close by that is making sure that I don't freak out and kill someone over this incident.

 

 

 

In happier new I am going to Vermont this summer.  I'm going with my mom to see my cousin for a few days and then help her drive her and her kids back to Poky to see her family.  So excited to see her and where she lives.  Excited to go with my mom, another best friend of mine.

 

Anyway, have a really great day.

Catching UP.

 

Is blogger's picture finder slow for everyone or just me?  Christmas was a blast.  We saw all of our family.  Ate alot of good food.

 

 Harrison was still so tired, he did not want to open any of his presents.  It was a tad odd, but he came around eventually.

 This was Harrison 2 years ago, just about 5 months old and loving the wrapping paper.  Isn't she the cutest thing?


Christmas isn't the same without doing a little target practice with dad's nw double barrel shot gun.  I am wicked good by the way.

 

 

 

 

The Cotants have a party and we come away with junk.  Look at Kevin concentrating on getting a sweet gift.

 Look at the glasses I got!

                                                                                         A recent picture with all 3 kids.

The back side of Pomerelle.  This is where Nate has been working for the last 6 months of our lives.  Pretty but nothing to make me love it.

A tradition indeed.

My mom gets Libby a ticket to the Princess Tea at the Festival of Tress every year.  Now that 2 more grand girls are coming in a couple years 2 more will join as well, but It's been fun for Libby to go with grandma and dance with "princesses" and "princes".  Not to complain, but some of those princesses could dress a bit more appropriately.  I digress, she loved it and wants to do it every year.

T minus 9 days.

To what you might be thinking?

 

I know her birthday is in 4 days, she's doing that stupid thing on Facebook.

Christmas isn't for another 2 weeks.

Hannukah started on the 8th.

Even New Years is after that.

 

HMMM?

 

Oh ok, Nate is done with his job and out of Elba.

I am SOOOOO excited.  I will have my husband back and sleeping in our bed.

No more cold bed, no more sleeping by myself, no more kids asking where dad is.

Yet I look back at the last 7 months and I think, "we've grown a ton."

The kids help me sooo much.

They looooove when Nate is home.

I looove when Nate is home.

We are much closer having had to endure this.

 

All in all it was good, but I'm sure glad it's over.

For those of you out there thinking, "Well her husband isn't in the military and yardy yar..." I say to you, who cares what you think!

Until you do this you have no room to judge me.  It was hard and I don't want to do it again.

We'll probably have to, but you have no room to judge.

 

I am SOOOOO excited!