Happy New Year!!
2 Corinthians 4:16, 2 Corinthians 5:17

So I was watching the Eagles vs. Dallas game on Christmas day with my 2 brothers and hubs. We were so excited that the Eagles were doing so well and that Dallas was so horrible. We know this guy who is a diehard Dallas fan. I mean, DIEHARD. He absolutely loves his Dallas team. So hubs and my doc bro were egging each other on to call him everytime the eagles made a touchdown, or when Dallas made a stinky play. Then doc bro goes... " Hey, I should call him and say that he should come pick up his boys, they're sitting in my toilet..." I go "HUH??" Then hubs laughs and goes, "Yeah, they're stink'in it up !!" I start laughing and I go to my brother," Yeah, you should say that... pick up your boys, who are in the toilet and stink'in it up... ha ha ha" They both look at me like I'm an idiot and hubs starts making fun of me," what ... Nooooo! that's too long... pick up your boys they're stink'in up the toilet." And then I go," yeah, I know... doc bro just said they're in the toilet, you should add they're stinkin it up that's the funny party." And then Doc bro goes," I said that" I tried to argue that he didn't and that he just said they were in the toilet. But they both just ignored me. Was I such a girl?

As the new year approaches, I have been thinking about what kind of changes, I'd like to make. For the past few years, I've been very cynical about making new year resolutions. I have failed every resolution, i've vowed to uphold. What makes this year different?

That is a very good question. I've made recent revelations about myself and how much I don't like the person I've become. I've been wallowing in my mistakes and focusing on all the bad things in my life. I realized I've been wasting so much time and energy on the things that really doesn't matter.

I've been so inspired to be a faithful Christian. I am so weak though. I try to stand strong but anger and bitterness plagues my heart. I've always been an emotional person and a hot head. I need to learn to be able to stay calm and to really think through situations. Also, I need to really think before I speak. Words are so dangerous.

So what makes this year different? I think, my heart is different... it's willingness to change. My heart was not willing before but it is now. I was waiting for something to move me but it was me that needed to initiate the move.

I will meet with Him everyday, I will sing His praises everyday, I will trust in Him everyday, I will love Him everyday, I will have faith in Him everyday, I will rely on Him everyday, I will learn everyday, I will listen everyday.

The little boy EK is so adorable. Before the service, I told him to sing really loud and he did. So cute. E is standing to his right. Children are so cute. Our kids at our church are so shy. Hopefully,next year, EK will be an influence and all the kids will sing their hearts out.

IT'S A ....

We went for our schedule ultrasound and I was so anxious. My technician was very nice and she said she'll try to find the sex. After what seemed like an eternity, she said that she's been trying to see but she can't get a clear view. She turned the monitor so that I could see and I could see the upper thighs and inbetween was dark. She was rolling around and she couldn't see anything (no hotdog). I asked her if it's true that it's easier to spot a boy. She said that is so and then she said she got a quick glimpse and she thought it was a girl but she wanted to check again but the baby was not cooperative. She kept showing me the area and it was dark. I am convinced it's a girl but we don't know 100%. She tried and tried but I just felt bad for her and I told her it's okay. I was bummed that she could tell me for sure.

I started calling the baby by the girl name we chose but Hubs said to stop it. He tells me what if it's a boy. Even E is calling the baby by the girl name. Maybe we should stop but I'm convinced it's a girl. I know, I'm no doctor. However I have a strong feeling it's a girl.

1 Week left till Christmas E placed her very first ornament on the tree all by herself.

J tried to help and she shadowed E around the tree.

All done decorating the tree, the daddy's little helpers posed to take a picture.

Then the tree decorating ceremony ended with the girls fighting over this stroller.

E won and she injured J's finger in the process. J came running to me saying, "BOO- BOO, BOO -BOO"

Picture with Santa.

This was my girls, last Christmas.

And this is a picture of this year. Where's J? We waited in line to see Santa for 35 minutes and when he finally came back from his dinner break. J was so happy to see him from a far. She laughed and waved to him but as we got closer, her smile disappeared. E sat on Santa's lap first and he asked her what she wanted for christmas and she said a supermarket play set and shopping cart. Then it was time for the photos and I went to place J,next to E, on Santas lap and she clung to me for dear life. She started screaming , crying, and cringing everytime she saw Santa. We tried for a few minutes but I gave up. SHe was really scared of Santa. She was okay last year but I guess she's more aware this year. E was okay. She's always liked Santa.

We got our live Christmas tree, yesterday. I thought E would be more excited but she had this idea we were going into the forest to chop it down. We just went to a small farmers market and she kept saying, this isn't a farm, we need to go into the forest. It was cute.

Jesus is a Girl!

According to my 3 1/2 year old daughter, Jesus is a girl. We sat down to eat lunch after her morning at school. This is how our conversation went.

E: Mommy, we celebrated Jesus' Birthday today.
Me: Oh, really! How exciting. did you sing happy birthday to Jesus?
E: Uh huh! She's a beauty.
Me: What? He's a beauty?
E: Jesus is a beautiful girl.
Me: No, Jesus is a boy. Do you know who He is?
E: Yes, she's a girl.
Me: Emma, Jesus is God's son. He's a boy.
E: No he's not. he's a girl.
Me: No... He's a man.
Then she just walked away.

So funny.

I Lost my Brain!

I have just lost my brain due to pregnancy. I constantly do these things that I rarely do when I'm at my normal state. For example, I'll ask people repetitive questions and after a odd look and mid answer, I realize I asked this question before and I quickly finish the answer for them. I know it may look like I don't care but I do. Also, I was to go to E's friends birthday party and I know to take Route 611 to get there but I end up taking Route 309 and I realize my mistake after 20 minutes of driving and I frantically had to think how I should get to my destination. I ended up 1/2 hour late to the party. And this big one, I go grocery shopping with my girls. I get a cart full of food and I'm about to go to check out and I look for my money and I forgot I took out my wallet from my purse and didn't put it back. Ugh! So I was debating whether to just leave the cart full knowing that I will not be returning or put everything back. I put everything back and while I was doing that E is crying," Why... Why are you putting back my juice.... fruit snacks... apples... WHY!!" And I'm trying to say as quietly as possible, I forgot money.

There are so much more but those are my latest oops.

I'm not very sharp these days. I hope I'll get my brain back because the excuse "I'm pregnant" is plausable but if I continue with this after having a baby, I'll just be plain flaky and stupid.

I Surrender

I realized this past week that I've been so blinded and so bitter. I feel like I've been walking in the darkness for the last 10 years and suddenly, just now, my heart has opened up to the truth and now I can see so clearly. It only took a half attempt to seek the truth. I started going to my church's women's bible study group this past summer. I've learned so much and the opportunity to get together with these amazing women has been such a blessing.

I thought that just believing in God was enough but to trust in Him is something I couldn't do. I am so thankful that I didn't leave GCF like I planned. He really did send our way a couple with such strong vision and such passion. I am absolutely in love with the pastor's wife. I look at her and I am in awe of her and she is so wise and I, at first, thought she was no one out of the ordinary. However, the more I spend time with her, she really is an amazing woman. Even with my non-chalant behavior and even in my skeptism, she never waivered and she has so much love for the Lord and even me. I am so humbled.

I am so tired of being skeptical and I'm tired of being lukewarm. I'm ready to be moved and I'm ready to take a leap of faith and to trust in Him because I can see so clearly now.

This is so sad.

It's amazing to see a man who would sacrifice himself for his family. I pray for his family...

I'll Find Out!

I don't know, yet, what I'm having. I am scheduled for an ultrasound on the 21st of December. I hope to find out. I am really excited to find out what I'll be having. I've been wanting a girl from the start but now that the day of the ultrasound is nearing, I find myself wanting a boy. It goes back and forth . I'll be happy with whatever sex as long as the baby is healthy.

I remember with J, the ultrasound technician was a jerk. We told her we'd like to know but it didn't seem like she put much of an effort to find out. Even without the confirmation, we were so sure that the baby was a boy. At my church, there were quite a few woman pregnant at the same time I was and they were all having girls. They were even sure that I'd be having a boy. What were the chances that we were all having the same sex. My brothers were all 100% sure that I was having a boy.

Then the day of our delivery, bro doc was waiting in the waiting room with my MIL and my MIL was saying how she can't wait to see what we were having. And Bro doc goes, " Oh she's having a boy." She was shocked and asked how he knew and he goes, "oh, i just know... I'm good at predicting the sex." 2 seconds later hubs runs in and yells," It's a GIRL!!" Bro doc must of felt so stupid.

When J was born, I was so shocked that she was girl. Before I couldn't imagine myself with more than 1 girl. Now that I have 2 girls I can't imagine my life any other way. I am so happy that my girls have each other. They love each other so much and I just hope that their bond continues to grow stronger.

I hope I get a nice and competent US technician and she'll be able to find out. I'll let you all know.

E has been saying a lot of funny things. I think that she said something funny and remind myself to write it down but then when I come to sit down and want to write about it, I can't think of anything.

so here are some that I can think of:

My SIL, GM, came to me and told me that she helped E go to the potty. She told me that she helped her put on her underwear and tights on and E goes, "Oh, ouch, I have a wedgie!" GM couldn't stop laughing about it.

Whenever Hubs and I start a passionate debate about something our voices rises and E comes in and says," Guys Guys, stop fighting... let's be nice, okay?" Hubs and I crack up.

E is always saying that her baby brother is in my belly.

Whenever I throw up, E will run in and ask me if I'm okay, and she'll go," you have a baby in your belly, right?"

E is growing up so fast and I can't believe how big she is. I was looking at home videos and pictures of E a year ago and she still looked like a baby. Now, she is a big girl.

I just saw this movie with E and I loved it. I read the book a few years back and thought it was cute. The movie was just so beautiful to watch. I don't know if it is because I'm pregnant but there were so many touching scenes that I started crying. Tears just flowed out. When the boy heard the sleigh bell for the first time, I just lost it.






E is really getting into this Santa thing. She went in to the city to see Santa at the finale of the Thanksgiving parade, today. We wrote a letter to Santa of things she would like to receive for XMAS. I do feel a bit guilty encouraging E to believe in Santa. After watching polar express, I was all excited for Christma and I asked E if she believed. She responded with her eyes all big and she goes, " Oh, yes... I do believe in Santa!"






"At one time, most of my friends could hear the bell. But as years passed,it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found, one Christmas, that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old... ...the bell still rings for me. As it does for all who truly believe." Polar Express. This sleigh bell signifies the belief in Santa but as the kids grow older they stop believing and therefore stops hearing the bell.

I do feel a bit guilty letting E believe in Santa. It's the kind of belief that you ask one to have in God. You don't see or hear him but you just believe; you rely on God. I wonder what would happen if only christians can hear church bells and that moment when you first hear it how that would be so momentous. I just hope that the finding out that santa is not real won't traumatize my children. I keep seeing how excited and how innocent she was professing that she believes in Santa. Ugh! it makes me so guilty. It makes for a magical childhood, I guess.




Are you going to let your children believe in Santa and How long will you let it go on?

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!

MUST WATCH TV!! Don't miss tonight's and next Monday's EPISODES... They are to be BIG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Today, Hubs took E to her first movie in an IMAX Theater. It was her first experience to watch a movie in a theater and we were so excited to introduce her into "going to the movies". I wanted to go in to song and dance and do that bit from the musical movie "Annie". The one where they are going to take Annie to the movies and she's never been. "let's go to the movies... lets go see the stars"

E was really excited but when i saw hubs come home with a look of exhaustion on his face. I thought, Oh, she wasn't ready. Hubs said that when they turned down the lights, she screams," Daddy, it's dark in here!" Hubs had to keep shhhing her. After an hour and there was about 1/2 hour left of the movie, she turned to her daddy and said," Daddy, let's go home!" When she got home, she was so proud of herself for going but I don't think she loved it. I guess, she's still young. We'll try again in June when she turns four.

We celebrated my MIL's birthday and at the party, we found out that my niece has thyroid cancer. Please pray for her that she'll make a fully recovery and that her spirit won't be broken. The prognosis seems excellent but to go through something like that at her age, it is just so sad.

My little J had her first splinter on her hand. It's just the worst. I wish that there was a special first aid kit geared to take out splinters from little children. I had to sterilize a needle and tweezers but I just wished there was some easier way. It broke my heart. There is something so special about colorful band-aids. Once I put anelmo band-aid on her boo boo, she was happy as can be. Thanks BAND_AID for making great baidaids for little kids.

I can't believe it. Lorelai and Christopher got married in Paris. Is that possible? Looks like GG is getting exciting...

I am watching too many shows and I thought that I need to stop watching some of them. I thought GG will be one that I'll let go but after this episode I don't think I can. I am a tv-holic. I need to really cut down. Well, Laguna beach will be over tomorrow and I'll make sure I won't watch next seasons. That is one show that is like a bad accident and you just can't look away.

I have a friend who doesn't own a tv and she doesn't allow her 2 year old son watch tv. She reads a lot. I admire that. I do think TV watching can get out of hand and it is so hard to lose sight of that.

I was laying in bed and I can hear hubs trying to change J's diaper in the other room. "Sit down... lay down... J, lay down... I need to change your diaper... anjusaeyo (sit down in korean)... anjusaeyo.... anjusaeyo..." said my hubs and then he starts laughing. Then he says "anyounghasaeyo (formal hello in Korean) ... anyounghasaeyo.... ha ha ha," he continues to say.

He comes in and says," Hey, you got to see this..." He says, "anyounghasaeyo!" and J bows her head. I was on the floor dying of laughter. When we were in Boston, GMK, my friends 18 month old, was greeting adults with bowing her head when she heard anyounghasaeyo. She did it a few times we were there and it was so cute to see. We didn't think to teach J to do it. I was just crazy over GMK doing it. It's so adorable. I guess, J was very observant. Thanks GMK for teaching my J to be so proper in greeting korean adults.

So when hubs said... anjusaeyo... i guess she hears the saeyo and she kept bowing her head. Hubs was confused at first because she didn't realize what she was doing. It so funny what toddlers learn by just watching.

Spoiler alert: Do not Read if you haven't seen the new episode of LOST.
So what is the thoughts on this fall finale? It seems nothing much happened but things happened. Kate and Sawyer did the nasty and I really liked them together. (Not doing the nasty ) The whole climax of their relationship was entertaining to see. I will say that when Kate went into that cage and started getting hot and steamy with Sawyer... I sort of cringed b/c he was dirty and she was dirty and the cage was dirty... the ground is dirt. Not a great place to do what they did but she thought Sawyer was going to die. So C'est la vie. "Live together die alone".
Oh, and Jack... being all heroic... trying to save Kate and Sawyer even when he sees them post coital. I knew he wouldn't do what Michael did and be selfish. But will Kate leave Jack.. I don't think so.

I wanted more to happen and felt so cheated at the end. Now I have to wait till Feburary. Isn't that crazy? I'm tempted to just wait it out and watch the whole season on disc next fall. It's so hard not to be able to watch the next episode. I don't even know if I'll still care by feb. I'm sure I will.

hmmm...Are the Others evil?

I've been a bit "Lost" crazy. I have my friends KK and BK to thank for that... well, I guess, KK. The second we arrived at their home in Boston at 10 pm, he took my hubby and went out to get "Lost" . After an hour and 1/2, me and Bk thought that they really got lost. he he he KK called and told us that they are on a Harold and Kumar quest to get Lost the first season.

They got it and of course, my hubby and i got hooked. That is one great show. The writing is good and it's really exciting. I like it also, because it's mostly unpredictable. I don't know why I never watched it. But any case, I watched both season 1 and season 2 and read up on the last 4 or 5 episodes of this season. yes, I am now, Lost crazy.

So, KK and Bk have now got me hooked on 3 shows. 24, Grey's Anatomy, and now Lost. Thanks, guys... HA HA HA

Well, I have decided to stop taking my meds for my morning sickness. I started having these dreams that my baby was not healthy and I got a bit paranoid. So I've been yakking a bit and it really is exhausting. So, I've been laying around watching LOST. I feel really lazy and I feel bad for my girls but I just don't seem very strong enough. Thankfully, my hubby's been able to stay home and help me out with the kids. Unfortunately, he's got to get back to work and I'm going to have to manage. For my last 2 pregnancies , my morning sickness lasted 5 months so I have 6 weeks left. Hopefully, relief will come sooner but I'm just hoping that this pregnancy is like my other two and I'll have this debilitating nausea done with for good in 6 weeks.

We went to Boston for 5 days. We drove up Friday and just came back last night. We stayed with our friends the K's. We wanted to spend halloween with them. It was so great to hang out with them and my kids love their 18 month old daughter, GMK.

GMK was a little chick. E was Jo Jo and J was a lady bug. They were so cute. E was so excited. They went trick or treating through the neighborhood. It was so funny and cute. It was a great time.

I think I made E's nose too big. she kind of looked a little scary. I made her into a scary looking Jo JO. Oh, well. She was still cute.

I'll work on a slide show of our trip. Stay tuned...

YC and SK got married! I thought that all the bridesmaids looked beautiful and the bride... OMG... She was so gorgeous. Her makeup was perfect... her dress was perfect... I thought the ceremony went smoothly. I thought we had some good planning and we had very competent people helping out with the wedding.

There was one mishap and unfortunately it was by me. I have never gotten so upset ever in my life. I think, I scared a few people. I am already an emotional person and on top of that I'm pregnant so I have a tendency to over react and act irrational. What could have been so bad?

Well, I tried really hard to make the bride's wedding planning not stressful and I asked her that I'd take care of the music. I talked with the DJ a week before the event and he said that he didn't have the three songs the bride requested. The bridal introductory song, YC & SK's wedding song, and the father and daughter dance. I had them and said that I'd burn them and bring them to him right before the ceremony.

The day of the wedding before our salon appointment, I kept thinking the things we needed and what needed to be done. Everything went so smoothly and I arrived at the reception for the cocktail hour. I was eating and I went to our designated emcee friend and asked him to go to the DJ and talk through the schedule. 10 minutes later he comes to me and says that the DJ is asking for the CD. I almost fainted. I forgot to pack the disc. I am freaking out and I start bawling... bawling... with noise. The friend had a look of horror on his face and was like what is wrong. I'm screaming "where's my husband!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I'm running around like a mad woman searching for my husband. I find him and I tell him we have to go back home. I realized we only had less than 30 minutes. It was not enough time to go home and come back. I was freaking out. Hubs is says we'll go to tower records down the street.

So I'm running in my 3 inch heels down broad in center city running through red lights, crying. Hubs is yelling at me to calm down. We get there and I couldn't find any employees. I'm running all over the store with my shoes in my hands screaming "where's the inspirational section!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I'm looking in the gospel section and they don't have any of the songs. I'm freaking out .... FREAKING OUT!! I worked so hard not to stress out the bride and I'm anticipating the crest fallen look of the bride who trusted me. I retreat with only one song ... the wedding song but not by the bride's chosen artist.

I see the DJ and I'm so upset.. he's reassuring my that everything will be okay. But all I can think is that he's the DJ. he should have just burn the songs himself... UGH! Then he says that he has the wedding song by the right artist. The introductory song I just rechose... it was a classical piece so I picked quickly another one. The father and daughter dance ... The emcee friend comes in my friend BP comes in and said that YC is okay with the song the DJ recommended. They are comforting me telling me that it's alright. All I can say is thank goodness for waterproof makeup.

I see YC and she's so awesome. She tells me that she just picked the father daughter song last minute and it held no particular sentimental value. She even forgot what song she picked. I should have just gone to the DJ right away but me, overly dramatic and emotional person that I am, had to do everything the hard way.

It was a beautiful song. I do feel a bit sad that she couldn't dance to it but she didn't think anything of it. Thank goodness.

Other than that it was such a wonderful day. It was fun and it was so great to help YC with her big day. At times, I wished that I wasn't pregnant but it really didn't hold me back. Actually, it was a good thing that I was... I couldn't drink but if I had, I may had a confrontation with someone who was saying some mean things and that would not have been good. God is always faithful.

Congratulations, YC and SK!! Wedding was beautiful... the Bride was beautiful... Reception was so much fun!! Have fun in Italy!!

This is a recent picture of Britney. She just had a baby a month ago. Wow, she gained 40 lbs in her pregnancy. She's telling people that she did it by diet and exercising. I heard that after she had her C-section, she got a tummy tuck.

I'm really going to try and not let myself go this pregnancy. So far it hasn't been too hard because of my morning sickness but I know once it's gone, I'll be eating a lot. I must discipline myself and I am going to work out. Let you know how that goes.

Congrats to JK and WK. Their baby boy arrived Sunday morning and he's adorable!! The mommy looks great too.

Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been feeling really sick.

I thought I was okay but then the last 2 days happened and I've been attached to the toilet bowl... Now, I hate throwing up in it so I manage to run to the kitchen sink which has a garbage disposal.

Ugh!!!!!!!!! I don't know how much more I can take.

Please pray for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I saw this movie and I really liked it. It's based on a true story of this mother of 12 who managed to financially keep their family a float by winning various contests. Her "knack for words" got her to win numerous prizes and even win big bucks that paid for a down payment on a home. The spirit of this woman was inspiring. No matter how hard life was she always manages to keep her spirits up and she's seemed to live her life without mourning what could have been. There is so much I could learn from this woman...

Have you seen Heroes on NBC, yet?

It's good...

I had a dream a couple weeks ago. I was back to work at the North Philadelphia CVS/Pharmacy. For those who don't know where that is, North Philly is not a very nice area. I worked there when i was fresh out of school. I never really feared for my life even though I've grown up in the suburbs all my life. I only worked there for a year and half and I demanded to work out in the suburb stores. Well, back to my dream.

So I'm working as a pharmacist and catching up with the techs. I remember thinking that they really renovated the pharamacy and it was all hi-tech. The pharmacy was this L shape. the long portion of the L was the counter and the bays of drugs were perpendicular to it. I know, it's hard to picture. The short portion of the L was where the registers were and the counter was lower.

So I was at the top of the L when I see the head of a masked man running by with a gun towards the register area. I cower down and I hear him yell "Open the safe." In the pharmacy, we keep Narcotics in safes and the pharmacist is the only one with the key to open it. So, then in my dream I see the guy pointing the gun to a the tech and I look to my other side and there's a door to safety out of the pharmacy. I can come out to the gunman and tell him I have the key and his gun will be on me or I could run out of the pharmacy into safety and hope that he won't hurt anyone.

I awake with a shudder and I am literally shaking like I just experienced this robbery first hand. I then think of the dream. What would I have done? How could I even think to have escape? That was so selfish of me. What does that mean about my character? Really, I would be the only one to open the safe...

I pray that this experience will never come to pass but Hubs who is the pharmacist scheduler for a retailer pharmacy had to go into pharmacies that were robbed at gunpoint and the pharmacist are too shaken up to continue working. I tell him to send other pharmacist but he feels bad to ask them to go in without telling them why. When he does tell them and they all say, "hell no!". Its even happening in nice suburban areas. No where is safe. It's even more scary because it's usually junkies that come and junkies and a gun means trouble. Thank goodness, no one has gotten hurt yet.

Now everytime my hubs goes in to work, I pray that nothing will happen. I asked him what he would have done if it was him in my dream? He tells me that he'd run to safety. Then I say "really and leave the cashiers to tell the gunman that they can't open the safe?" He then said he'd throw the key and book. I know he's just saying that but I think he'd come out and open the safe. But you'd never know. I hope that I'd have the courage not to be selfish. I wouldn't want anyone to be hurt if there was something I could have done to stop it even if it means looking down the barrel of a loaded gun.

Sorry I have not been updating as much as I would like to. I am suffering from ....... morning sickness.

yes about a month ago, i found out I was pregnant for the 3rd time. This time, it was such a surprise. I know that it is God's will and I know what he wants but it is so hard to submit.

I can't say that I am unhappy about it but that I am just shocked and I feel so unprepared. I planned my first two and Hubs and I even agreed that we were done at two.

Now as I throw up in my kitchen sick, bowls that I lay around, and toilet bowls, I just can't believe that I have morning sickness again. What about those stories I heard from other women that they only had morning sickness with their first. How can I have it with my third and still feel horrible? The last time I talked to my mother I was telling her that I feel so sick and she tells me it's all in my head and to keep myself busy. I felt like hanging up on her. She only had it once and that was over 30 years ago. How can she possibly remember? It's been over 2 years since I last felt morning sickness and I couldn't remember how horrible it was until now that I'm living it, again.

UGH! I wish I could be that pregnant woman that felt great and didn't feel any different. But there most be a reason...

The phrase I keep telling myself is that "it's a blessing" I know it is but I just feel so ... unprepared. It's getting better that I'm getting over the shock. Poor Hubs was so shocked. We both hung around the house like someone died and my brother, the doc, yelled at us in frustration, " IT'S A BLESSING GUYS, THERE ARE PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO CAN'T EVEN GET PREGNANT! IF YOU REALLY DIDN'T WANT TO GET PREGNANT YOU GUYS WOULD HAVE DONE MORE NOT TO GET PREGNANT!!" True True but for us who got pregnant when we wanted to , we felt a bit out of sorts.

It is a lot better and I am excited to have another baby. I just can't believe I'll be a mother of three. I feel like I barely get by being a mother of two but I know that God will provide and he'd never let this happen if he didn't think we could handle it. That is comforting.

I just finished watching 20/20 interview with Terri Irwin. I am an emotional person. I know. But it really broke my heart.

I remember years ago, watching one of his shows and laughing at his over enthusiasm for wild life. I watched his tribute online and watched this interview and I am amazed at how much he has done and how unique this man really was. Terri, his wife, said that he was fun and he didn't sweat the small stuff. It is so hard to live life like that. It's ashame that his life was cut so short. However I have a feeling that Terri and their two children will continue his legacy. (Sniff Sniff) I need to go blow my nose...

I've just finished a busy weekend. The bridesmaids threw a very successful bridal shower for YC. We put a lot of planning in to it and we all came together to make this event special. I truly believed we did it.

After the shower, we took YC into the city for a body massage, dinner and drinks. It was a lot of fun and I think i may have lost all the calories I ate that day from laughing so much. YC's maid of honor had so many embarassing and funny stories about YC.

We went to the Ritz lounge for some drinks and we made YC do some funny things. One was to request a free drink from our waiter. She managed to get us a free dessert. It was so delicious. Then we made her go up to the people at the bar and tell them she's getting married. She ended up having a 5 minute conversation with one guy. Then we made her walk around the lobby slowly. I wanted her to do a runway walk around the lobby but she refused. She was a good sport though and she provided us bridesmaids with some entertainment. It was a fun weekend.

House of Vomit and Diarrhea

The last week has been tough. Everyone except for Hubs have been vomiting or having diarrhea. My little brother Andy stayed home from school with both vomiting and diarrhea. J had horrible diarrhea that oozed out of her diapers for the last 6 days. It's so disgusting.

Also, E threw up on Hubs while he was sleeping. Then all day I'd have her throw up in my silver mix bowl. SHe's so cute. SHe'll be running around and she'll throw up in the bowl and bring it to me to clean. It's better than cleaning it off the floor or her clothes.

** This is a post that I had saved and never finished. I just finished it.

Last Monday, E had her first day of nursery school. I was so nervous for her. I was anticipating a crying, clingy, and screaming child. I even warned the teacher on Meet the Teacher Day. She may have to pry my little girl away from me.

So as I got her ready for the day. She seemed extremely excited. We drove to the school and on our way in, she notices the brand new playground. She was so excited. We went up the stairs and I told E that she'll have fun and I'll be back. She goes, "Okay, mommy, Bye!" and walks right into the classroom. I was stunned. My little girl is ready for school. I waited outside the door and did not hear her cry. Wow, she's really ready for school.

I was in tears. I couldn't believe how independent she has gotten. I didn't have to experience a crying child and I didn't have to force her to stay. She really wanted to be there.

When I picked her up, she was so happy. She seemed different like she grew up in those 2 1/2 hours. I was amazed. I only signed her up for 2 days a week and she could go for more days but, I think I need to do it in baby steps. I didn't realize that it was going to be harder for me to let her go. It seems like yesterday, I gave birth to my first born. Time goes by so quickly.

First Post

I have found my way back to blogger. I have deleted my previous blog due to an unfortunate situation. I have vented too openly on my blog and you think the blogosphere is so big, it turned out not to be. I want my blog to be a happy place. I want a place that I can document my life as a mother, wife, sister, friend and a Christian woman. I don't want any ugly swirls on my blog. I know my life will not be all rainbows but how I deal with the storm will determine my fate. I want to be a woman of excellence... I will try... I know I will fail... but as long as I look to Him, it'll all be good.

So that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless until the day of Christ...
Philippians 1:10