I am sitting here on my computer as I watch Bambam being silly just so that he can make Little Roo laugh. I love that my babies have each other, to laugh with, to play with, to annoy, to wrestle and most importantly to love.

With three out of four kids out of the house for a few hours a day, I am thankful. I am thankful for the time moving forward, for the times we have seen and the beautiful times I Know we are going to see. I am thankful that little Roo is walking like a pro and that he isn’t too upset about being the only little one in the house. It amazes me everyday how quickly he is growing and learning and being his own little individual – completely different from his brothers.
I know right now that he is going to know exactly what he wants, and he is going to be persistent in getting it. I know that he loves to laugh and have fun, and wrestle with his big brothers. I know that he loves to chatter and can’t wait for the day when we can actually understand it.
I love how his favourite place to be is on top of his grandfather’s shoulders, or in his father’s arms.

God bless you, my littlest one.

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Photographed by: Lisa Lundqvist

Welcome to my blog and my first blog post. As a mom to three kids and one on the way, I am sure you can imagine that I have some stories to share and a few rants to shout. The first one I think needs to be about where we are in life and what we are looking forward to (and that you will read about) in the coming few months.

Big brother Tigger is finishing his last few days in his current school. Change is always hard, and I am really not sure if he will notice the big change. Of course there are a few advantages. The big one being, he will be in the same school as his cousins. He loves them to bits, and he will welcome any chance he gets to spend time with them.

Pebbles and Bam Bam have finally started to walk. As of this month, they are officially 17 months old. Though they were born premature at 28 weeks, they have done so well and I am incredibly proud of my little miracles.

All three of my babies have been premature, with Tigger born at 33 weeks, and I am sure you can imagine that me being 30 weeks pregnant as of this week has got my family on their toes. I keep on telling them though, that I have a feeling that Little Roo is going for the long haul and is probably going to be the only full term baby I have.

It is official though – my belly walks into a room way before I do. I should probably enjoy this, as it is probably going to be my last few days as a pregnant woman, and of course when I say enjoy, I mean milk it for all it’s worth.

Craving Curly Wurly candy bars today.