Yesterday. All my troubles seemed so —verynear. So, if you’re spring chicken to 4Life4Life blog (speaking of which, I’m changing that lameo nameo this year and I know you agree so I won’t bother telling you not to get attached); First: hai hai haiiiii! Welcome, bienvenue, bienvenidos, and I frequently have one reader from Poland,…
Although Craig and I tend to crack under the pressure of materialism, we try to steer our children opposite of it, knowing how it hampers our living and wishing our children to have better self discipline in their adulthood. Obviously, being a living example is the best way to teach our children. We’ve matured immensely…
I was hoping to snap back to blogging as soon as I pushed out Mister Collin.It’s just not working that way. I’m not exaggerating when I say that I spend all day. All. Day. Feeding three boys. Feeding them and then wiping rear ends. Totally unglamorous but then again glamour is not known to lead…
The Story of Emmett James’s Birth. I was nearing my due date, December 23rd, 2010, and to everyone around me, very obviously uncomfortable and anxious, as all mommas are the last weeks of their pregnancy. It was Christmas time and I had channelled my ‘nesting’ instinct into getting shopping and wrapping completed. I actually completed…
