Max was in my belly for this one.
December 2008

I can't believe how fast these babies grow!
December 2009
December 2009


Recovering from having our sweet #2 has been a little more challenging than I'd expected. I find myself getting more and more frustrated when Max or Maggie start crying in the middle of the night or when they're sick and I don't know what to do. My Mom said to call her and let her walk the floor with them. Who offers that?! My Mom, that's who. That started my thinking. I remember being very young and crying. I knew that the only thing that could calm me down was my Mom or Dad. The calming effect of their voices or the feeling of their hand on my back as they held me. I do the same thing with my kids. Tonight Max was having a hard time and Wes started to walk him around the room to calm him. I knew Wes had to get up early so I offered to take over. Max held my hand and snuggled his little body tight in my arms till he was asleep again. Sometimes he pushes his little head to my lips so I can kiss him a million times. I'm so happy and content right now, but I know I'm rambling. I just wanted to say that I love being able to be a comforter. It's a huge responsibility. I go from being frustrated that my baby is upset to being unable to express my appreciation for my Heavenly Father for giving me the opportunity to be there for them. They want their Mom and Dad the way I needed mine. That by far is one of my most favorite blessings!!!
Sam has been spending the night at our house every Saturday night since mid 2007. This was hardly ever missed till I went on bed rest a few months ago. Needless to say this little girl has been having a hard time with this. Well tonight we were able to start it going again. We had some yummy take-out and watched some TV. We are major couch potatoes, but it's raining, so we couldn't do much else anyway. LOL!
Wes is totally going to teach this little girl to stick her tongue up her nose. I know it.
It was just last year that this picture was taken. Sixteen months and five days actually. My brother took it the day Max was born. Since then there have been thousands of pictures of my boy and I playing. Lately I haven't been able to spend as much one on one time with my boy as I'm used to. I've missed him so much. Good things have come of this. He's spent lots of time with Grandma and Grandpa Hatch and the rest of the family little by little. He gets so excited to see them. When he sees Grandma's van pull up he knows it's time to go to her house and play. He watches me while they drive away and I blow him kisses. He thinks that's pretty funny. The other obvious good thing that has come out of this is that we've made it to 36 weeks without Maggie joining us. Now I don't have to take all those preterm labor preventative med's. I could go full term and that would totally stink in my opinion because my body is already exhausted, but I do feel very blessed to make it this far. My husband, family, friends and ward members have truly been the reason. I was well tended, fed and 'put-up-with' (that's for my grumpy attitude). I know I am loved!






