I hope you all had a wonderful Memorial Day with your families and were able to somehow pay tribute to someone who fought for our country. What a blessing it is to know that people are risking their lives to keep America safe and secure. We will be eternally grateful! God Bless you all.

Yes, it's been a week since last blogging. This pregnancy and two kids has me slowing down quite a bit. I've always been such an on-the-go gal, but lately, just picking something off the floor takes effort, besides the regular chores around the house and taking care of my sweet babies. I'm definately getting more and more tired, but it's all good. My body is getting ready to have this precious baby and I can't wait to meet him/her.

Some things we've been up to lately include a lovely get-away in Orlando for a few days (our last vacation before baby), taking care of puppies (they're getting so big!...I'd post pics, but my camera is MIA for some reason???), planning for a homeschooling group a friend of mine and I started recently (I'm so pumped about how it's going!), cleaning the house (nesting has begun...I just don't have the energy for all the little things I want done around the house before "Jr." gets here, going to doctor's/dentist appointments (they're every week now) and just enjoying spending time with my two kiddos (I'm astonished everyday how big they're getting and how much they're learning). I'm also enjoying some time with my wonderful husband of almost 8 years. I'm also amazed at how well he puts up with "cranky me". I do have my emotional and moody moments and he's so great at making me feel attractive and loved. Oh, speaking of attractive, have I got a story...

We were in Old Navy the other day and I was by myself in the back of the store when a woman walked up to me and asked if I was having one baby or two! Don't get me wrong, I've learned how to accept this question since I've received the same question with both my other two kids. Yes, really. I guess it's just the way I carry. I'm definately an all-belly girl. I replied with "just one" and she snapped back with a "Girl, that's embarrassing!" She laughed and walked away. I was so shocked that I walked away and tried to just get over it, but then the tears started flowing halfway down the mall and Rob just knew there was some sort of pregnancy "something" he was going to have to repair. He was right. I finally let it go, although I did think twice about going back and confronting her about her unkind words to me. Sigh. Anyways, only 4 more weeks is what I keep telling myself. Anyone who's been prego knows that the last month is the "long haul" and you're pretty much done being pregnant. That's me.

Well, I've got some leftover unpacking to get done, a few loads of laundry awaiting me and dinner to get on the table, so I bid you farewell on this Tuesday.