#100

This is my 100th post. I intially started blogging because some of my friends were doing it, and I, SO, enjoyed reading about their daily lives. It's fun sharing that connection with others. Then, blogging turned into an online journal about the kids and my life. Melanie S. posted a while back about a website that publishes blogs. I decided to dedicate this blog to my three kids and hope to publish it someday (maybe when they graduate from high school or a special event like that). I did the whole journaling thing with Karson along with the baby book and also with Isaac. Miles, unfortunately, only has a few hand written notes in his journal, but I have done well with his baby book. I find it's much harder to write things down than to type them out. Things seem to flow easier on the computer. I still plan to hand write some events in their individual journals, but for now, blogging is quite easy. Thanks to all my friends and readers who have made this such a great way to interact with one another.

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I received this email forward a while back and can concur that as the mother of three children, every bit of it is true!!!

"THE BIRTH ORDER"
Your Clothes:
1st baby: You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy.
2nd baby: You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.
3rd baby: Your maternity clothes ARE your regular clothes.

Preparing for the Birth:
1st baby: You practice your breathing religiously.
2nd baby: You don't bother because you remember that last time, breathing didn't do a thing.
3rd baby: You ask for an epidural in your 8th month.

The Layette:
1st baby: You pre-wash newborn's clothes, color-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby's little bureau.
2nd baby: You check to make sure that the clothes are clean and discard only the ones with the darkest stains.
3rd baby: Boys can wear pink, can't they?

Worries:
1st baby: At the first sign of distress-a whimper, a frown-you pick up the baby.
2nd baby: You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your firstborn.
3rd baby: You teach your three-year-old how to rewind the mechanical swing.

Pacifier:
1st baby: If the pacifier falls on the floor, you put it away until you can go home and wash and boil it.
2nd baby: When the pacifier falls on the floor, you squirt it off with some juice from the baby's bottle.
3rd baby: You wipe it off on your shirt and pop it back in.

Diapering:
1st baby : You change your baby's diapers every hour, whether they need it or not.
2nd baby: You change their diaper every two to three hours, if needed.
3rd baby: You try to change their diaper before others start to complain about the smell or you see it sagging to their knees.

Activities:
1st baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics, Baby Swing, and Baby Story Hour.
2nd baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.
3rd baby: You take your infant to the supermarket and the dry cleaner.

Going Out:
1st baby: The first time you leave your baby with a sitter, you call home five times.
2nd baby: Just before you walk out the door, you remember to leave a number where you can be reached.
3rd baby: You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she sees blood.

At Home:
1st baby: You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.
2nd baby: You spend a bit of everyday watching to be sure your older child isn't squeezing, poking, or hitting the baby.
3rd baby: You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the children.

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Sweet Karson is our # 1 but has had to adjust to life with two younger brothers. For a while she was the boss applesauce (as Judge Judy would put it), the first grandbaby and great grandbaby on BOTH sides of the family. For now, she's an excellent big sister and one awesome daughter.

Isaac is our # 2, the "middle" child. He's content all the time and perfectly happy from sun up to sun down. Yesterday after Karson's game, he took his shoes off in the car on the way home. I immediately starting smelling the worst stench EVER and soon realized it was his feet. Boys, boys, boys. He's certainly our most stylish kid and always keeps us laughing with his comedic antics.

Miles is our # 3, the "baby". These days I find that he is NO LONGER a baby, but an 18 month old toddler with a mind of his own. He loves mowing the yard. I'm thinking about drawing up a contract (with his handprint) for when he is 16 years old stating that he will, in fact, mow our yard free of charge for all the rides during the first two years of his life. Not sure how that will fly with him, but I know I can get his consent now??? Isaac wanted to rock him this morning before church in the LazyBoy. Matt put Miles in Isaac's lap, and you could barely see his BIG brother. In fact, Miles started doing all the rocking. He and Isaac are two peas in a pod. They share clothes, toys, a room and loud squeaks for about the first thirty minutes of their bedtime.

My life is grand, and there is no one to thank but our wonderful Heavenly Father who showers down loads of blessings!!! Happy 100 blogging buds.