Today was a good day!

The day didn't start off great or anything. Got to work on time. Shocking. Supposed to be there by 7:00 every morning. Maybe I make it there at 7:00 about 33.33% of the time. Yesterday morning I woke up, looked at the clock, registered in my foggy brain that it was 7:38. Didn't care. Went back to sleep. Thank God that Nansie called me and woke me up a little after 8. Oops! :) Ohhhh, one of these days...sleep will not be foreign to me anymore. 


Worked til about 5 and then picked up some green food coloring and blueberries for our St. Patrick's Day dinner. Dave is working tonight (seriously, he works at an Irish Pub. Been there since noon, probably won't get home til after 3 am. BOO.) so it's just me and the kids tonight. I decided that if I couldn't partake in the festivities (i.e. downing a few yummy green beers), then the kids and I were gonna have some green fun of our own!


We made green pancakes! YUM! Some with blueberries and some with my personal favorite. Chocolate chips. DUH. I also made some green scrambled eggs and surprised Ethan and Harper when I pulled the green OJ out of the fridge. Ethan just could not believe that the little St. P. leprechauns did that to our orange juice! I loved seeing his little smile in disbelief. He wanted to call everyone and tell them! I loved hearing the excitement in Ethan's voice as he told Dave what the little leprechauns did! 


After dinner came a little snuggling with my Harper girl as Maddox crawled and screeched and spit up and laughed and yelled and pulled up and chewed on everything in site. Then baby boy wanted some attention. He ate dinner, then some bath time, then off to bed! Not without a fight, of course, because he'd be perfectly content if his momma rocked him to bed and whispered sweet nothings in his ear every night. Ahhh, the lucky baby of the family.


Finally got the younger two down for bed. One of my favorite times of the night is the half hour or so I get to spend with Ethan before he goes to bed. We watch a show together, eat some popcorn (then spend 20 minutes trying to pick popcorn kernels out of each other's teeth). Ethan finally got his out with a toothpick. He actually asked for a toothpick. Made me laugh. Watching a five year old pick his teeth out with a toothpick like an 80 year old man leaving Golden Corral is good for a belly laugh or two! Then it was teeth brushing and book time. Tonight he picked out Where the Wild Things Are. He really wants to see the movie, but I'm not ready for him to see it yet. I've gotten so much feedback that it's not a "kid" movie. We'll wait a little longer.


Not a day out of the ordinary, by any means. Just a good day. A fun day. A day where I feel like I don't get an "F" in mommying day.  


Now back to laundry, dishes and pumping (baby boy has decided he wants milk 24/7 instead of food. My freezer supply is quickly dwindling down)


Happy St. Patty's Day, everyone! 


P.S. Since I'm new at this whole "blogging" thing, I haven't quite figured out how to add pictures to my blog entries yet. Stay tuned, surely I'll figure it out eventually...

First blogging attempt EVER!

So. here I sit. At the computer. When I should be sleeping. Instead of surfing Facebook, IndyMoms, or eBay for the millionth time today, I decided to start a blog.

Let's get something straight right now. I am no writer. My husband was a journalism major in college, so I've always left the writing to him. I'm also a horrible "record keeper." Haven't touched Harper's baby book in months, still have to update Ethan's baby book (5th birthday entry!) and ohhh, poor Maddox. He doesn't even HAVE a baby book! So, I've decided to blog. To document the things that happen in every day life that I know I would one day forget otherwise.

My inspiration is a blog I have been stalking lately. enjoyingthesmallthings.blogspot.com. It's a blog by a photographer/writer who is just AMAZING to me. Her blog is SO amazing, as a matter of fact, that CNN is doing a story on her, her life and her blog next week. What an awesome thing to look back on as the years pass and memories fade.

So, here I go, I'm just gonna start from where we are today.

Ethan took his first shower today. Now, please don't mistake that as in my kid has never bathed before. Don't worry, it's me that only showers once a week, not him! :) I've been trying to convince the kid to take showers for about a month now, and he finally agreed to "try it." He loooooved it! He stayed in that shower til the water ran cold and he was shivering. He yelled "it's like being in the sprinkler!" He is such a beautiful kid. He is smart, kind, sensitive, obedient, the best big brother in the world, my little helper, and the love and joy in my life. God has TRULY, truly blessed me with the most amazing first born in the world. My Ethan. He will be in kindergarten this fall, and I just can't believe it. My eyes well up with tears just thinking about it. He's not old enough to go to kindergarten, and I'm not old enough to have a school-aged child! How time flies.

Harper. Oh, my Harper Grace. What is there to say about her? She's my mini-me, my gorgeous little princess. Just ask her, she'll tell you! She goes around the house yelling, "I'm a princess, I'm a princess!" She is the only girl in a family (immediate and extended) full of boys, so she sure is the little princess of the Ahlgrim/Hill/Whitt clan. She's just as rotten and mean as she is sweet and lovely. Won't potty train, though. Won't. Potty. Train. She'll be three in July, and wants NOTHING to do with it. Ughhh, all in God's perfect timing, right? Please, God, have that perfect timing be soon! She's a stubborn girl. And gorgeous. I could just stare at her all day long, her beauty just takes my breath away. And watching Dave with her is even sweeter. Oh, how he loves his baby girl!

My sweet baby Maddox. Already 8 months old. Where has the time gone? Seems like just yesterday he was a newborn! Now he has 3 teeth, eats EVERYTHING, says "dada," crawls and pulls up and has started cruising around the furniture! Stop. Growing. Up. You're my baby boy, my last one...you need to stay a baby forever! He is a cuddler, loves cuddling mommy, loves watching for Dave to cross the room and breaks out in the biggest grin when he spots him. It amazes me. He's still a great nurser, still nursing about 5-6 times a day. HORRIBLE sleeper. Just HORRIBLE! Still up about 2 times a night...arghhh. I don't know what sleep even is anymore. But, one day I'll look back and long for these nights of him curled up in my arms on the couch, his smell, his little hand on me as he eats. My last little nursling. *sniff*

Other than taking care of my three little angels, been really busy with work! Still working as a charge nurse/unit manager at a short term skilled rehab/nursing facility. Love the job. Eh, most of the time. Work's work! A lot of changes at work lately, unsure of what my future holds...just praying a lot about it! But thankful that, as a nurse, the possibilities and opportunities are limitless! I'm lucky enough to work with some *ahhhmazing* people and with my best friend, which makes for a lot of laughs! I wish there could be a reality show about the job I do. Some things, people just wouldn't believe. Oh, the stories I could tell...

Dave and I are going on 3 1/2 years of wedded bliss now! This August will be our 9th year as a couple. Can't believe it! He's working evenings/nights and I work day/evenings...so, our time together is really limited. Can't wait til the day that things change. He's thinking about going back to school in the fall, so I hope it works out! I'm ready for him to get out there and find that perfect job!

Okay. Not planning on the next entry to be so looong! Just had to start somewhere, I suppose! Til next time...