Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Thursday, January 08, 2009
As most of you know I didn't keep up with my blog in 2008. Just eight short days after the ringing in the new year, we were blessed with our fourth daughter. What a joy she brought to our family that day. Having had an interesting pregnancy, there were speculations amongst doctors and us that our baby may have complications. I remember how special the births of all our girls were, but this one will be etched into my mind and heart in a different way. As it came time to see our baby for the first time, I remember whispering one last prayer that everything would be perfect with our sweet baby. I also prayed that if she had problems, difficulties, or abnormalities we would be able to handle those and love her just as we love all of her sisters. I closed my eyes as she was being born, not only because it is hard to push with your eyes open, but because I was nervous to look at her. I squeezed Greg's hand, probably harder with this one, not because I needed to for pain, but I needed his reassurrance and that seemed to give me some. He, the doctor, and my mom, all saw the baby before I did, and with the gentle squeeze I felt Greg give my hand I knew she was perfect. I quickly said, "Is she okay"? My doctor counted out loud her fingers and toes, predicted her weight, and said she's great!
I held her for the first time, and fell in love. I cried tears of gratitude that she was here and she was healthy. I cried tears of happiness for having another beautiful daughter. I dreamed of having girls when I was younger. I cried tears of sadness knowing I probably wouldn't experience pregnancy, labor, and holding a newborn again. I looked into her eyes as moms do and whispered to her how much Iloved her and how much fun we were going to have together.
We have experienced many milestones during 2008. All of which were not blogged about. I jotted things in her baby book, taken hundreds of pictures, but didn't seem to get to blogging about our precious Meg. This makes me sad, but realize I can't dwell on the past. So with that being said...
Megan Ashley Gordon celebrates being 1 years old today. Meg has been the perfect baby. Greg and I hae both said how much we have enjoyed having her in our family. It may be that she is the fourth child and has to adjust to going with the flow, but hopefully this is her personality and she will always keep it. She smiles, laughs, babbles, crawls, pulls up, eats, drinks, claps, waves bye-bye, smiles a big smile when she sees a camera, plays peek a boo, loves her sisters, sqeals and kicks her legs when Daddy comes home. I could go on and on and on.
I don't care too much for the fact that time seems to be speeding up. I feel like 2008 and my baby came and went. I know, she is still a baby, but there is something about her turning one that makes me weep. I did just that several times today. I caught myself holding Meg and then tears would just stream down my face. After I gave her a bath, we were just having our normal Mommy and Meg time in her room when I began to sob. Greg couldn't believe I was so upset. I think when he walked in he must have thought something bad had happened. Our baby is growing way too fast. He chuckled and his quick response was she isn't 12! (which we will be experiencing with Mackenzi in 2009!) What is it with men, don't they feel a little tug on the heart strings when babies grow up? I know she is still our baby, but there is something with having her grow up that pulls at my heart strings. I understand she is the baby and will always be, (unless someone sees otherwise) so I shouldn't be upset when she reaches milestones. All babies grow up and I guess mine have to, too. I'm just not sure I'm ready, just yet!!
Meg & Mommy are the best of friends!
Happy 1st Birthday Sweet Meg. We adore you. Your sky blue eyes, smile, giggle, and uh-oh's melt our heart. Remember we love you (BIG like the world) and you will ALWAYS be our baby girl.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Truly an amazing day and experience. I have heard many people say that this can be addicting. I never thought I would think about doing this again; You know like checking something off of your life to do list and never thinking about it again. Well, after arriving home, showering, and slowing walking about my house, I found myself sitting at the computer wanting to register for the 2009 Rock N' Roll here in San Antonio and others. I have a few in mind, but am trying to see which ones will work out with travel, school, and weather.
I am so proud of myself. I hope that doesn't sound bad, but having suffered through years of poor self esteem, this is huge for me. I never quit. I only stopped to take a photo and to shed my pants when I got hot. I was determined to finish what I came there to do and to savor every moment. Things I have always thought impossible may not only be possible now, but enjoyable.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
1. Her ability to handle 4 girls. She does it like a pro!
3. She takes great care of her skin and applies cream every night. (I need this habit)
5. She has a great since of style and her girls always match and look cute.
7. We have gone through 2 pregnancies each together.
10. I can count on her at anytime.
12. She treats my kids as if they were her own family. (see #4)
13. She loves to shop and finds great buys.
15. We have been through hell and back together (aka ortho residency.)
17. She has a great stash of shoes even though most of the time she wears flip flops.
18. She is an awesome primary teacher and has been for over 4 years.
19. She makes me laugh A LOT!
20. She enjoys making homemade milkshakes each night with Greg.
22. She is very compassionate.
23. She managed to name all of her kids with the initials MAG.
24. We survived 2 weeks together with 7 kids and no husbands!
25. She loves the temple.
26. She goes with me to Chuy's at least once a week. We are addicts together!
27. We started a girls night together. Why didn't we do this sooner?
29. She has a heart of gold.
30. I love that our families get along so great.
31. We drive the same car. Luckily she now has a pink flip flop sticker on hers.
32. Her home is very warm and inviting. I love hanging out over there!
34. Still to this day despite she has 4 girls and I have 3 boys. People mix us up or confuse our children.
35. We have gotten good at taking SP's together. So funny.
36. I secretly wish I could take her and her family to Arizona with us. I will miss her immensely!!!
Sunday, January 13, 2008
After almost nine months of anticipation, worry, excitement, stress, mood swings, hormone changes, high and low energy levels, nausea, smiles, & tears our final pair of feet made their entrance into the world on Elvis' birthday, at 37 weeks.
Megan Ashley Gordon
January 8, 2008
5 lbs. 12 oz.
18 1/4 in.
Daddy, Mommy & Meg
Ready to go home
My first pink bow. Daddy calls it a growth.
Saturday, December 08, 2007
I asked my girls and Greg to choose what to get on my toes today. It was either a french pedicure with a little bling or do Christmas red with a little bling. They all immediately chose red and all three girls wanted to join in and get theirs done. It had crossed my mind to take them along, but being a Saturday, it was too crowded for all four of us to get our toes done at the same time. I promised them another day.
Following Jenny's example I decided to post my festive toes. They aren't exactly what I had in mind, or what I explained to the guy doing my toes. The language bearier is always a factor at the nail salons so you get what you get. I think they turned out pretty cute anyway.
Do you enjoy a pedicure? If so, do you get bling-bling on your toes?
Saturday, December 01, 2007
I hope all of you will bare with me as I try and catch my blog up on the happenings of us and not get bored with me and my life.
*We have Officially put our house on the market, and have had quite a few showings given the time of year. This has made it somewhat difficult for me. I have never been a clean or clutter freak. My home usually appears clean, but after living in our 1500 square foot house for six years, our girls continuing to grow at faster than wanted pace, we have accumulated our fair share of STUFF. I have spent the last few months decluttering, packing up clothes and toys that we probably should donate, but have chosen to keep for Maryn and our soon to be other "M". We never realized how much stuff we had until we started unloading our attic, closets, and filling a storage unit and our garage almost to their capacity.
Our front door.
Since putting our for sale sign outside, I have become somewhat neuortic about the house staying clean. I've found myself up earlier in the morning and later at night doing laundry so that we never have dirty or clean clothes out for others to see or smell. I think I've forgotten how to cook. I've cooked very few meals at home, fearing I would be in the middle of preparing something and the phone ring and have to leave in a matter of minutes so a stranger can come look at our home. I get up each morning exercise, straighten the house, turn on all of the lights, gather anything I may need for the day and hop into the car and head out. This sometimes means I leave around 8:00 am and not return until after school, and a few times not until after dance, swim , and or dinner. I have felt somewhat like a prisoner, but a bit backwards. I've always been the type to get cabin fever and need to leave home every day or I get stir crazy. This past week I found myself driving around in tears because I wanted to just go home, and plop my pregnant self on the couch and not move. We have heard back from two interested buyers so hopefully living out of my car will come to and end soon.
*We signed the contract to build our new home the 1st of February. When we did this we were told we should expect to move in, in August. With many delays, some from weather, some from foundation issues, and others from who knows what, it is now December and we still don't have an offical closing date. I knew building a home took time and patience, but I'm beginning to wonder if I should just wait until after I have the baby in January to move in. But, I may be kidding myself thinking that is even my choice. It may take them until mid-January to finish the house.
Several people, including Jenny, have been asking for photos of our home. I've been a bit shy about revealing our home, for fear of judgement and fear of strangers(not you blogger strangers, but the freaks out there) knowing where I'm building and where I will someday live. The home we chose to build has nearly three times the square footage we do now, but it didn't look GINORMOUS from the street, At least to us anyway. After choosing the floorplan and lot we then were told they had to redraw the blueprints to make the house work for the lot. Needless to say, it doesn't camoflouge how many square feet we have, and it actually looks bigger than it really is. This was the thing I didn't want to happen. I'm posting a picture of the model home we chose so when I finally get the nerve to post OUR home you can compare it.
The model home we chose. We chose different brick and stone than this one,
but the floor plan is the is essientially the same. The front elevation is a bit different on ours.
*I'm officially 32 weeks and a few days pregnant. I wish it were true, what Jenny said about me being 8 1/2 months along. I have 7 1/2 weeks to go, unless I get induced early, or our fourth little girl follows after her sisters and arrives anywhere from 10 days to 26 days early. I wouldn't mind either of these options. Unlike what everyone tells me, I'm feeling very big. I've never shown early, but when I do start showing my tummy grows considerably every day. I'm feeling good other than being uncomfortable especially after eating and while sleeping. I still have worries about our sweet baby being healthy. I've cried many tears and said many prayers asking for peace to know that everything is fine. We are getting excited to meet her and feeling the pressure to finalize our name choice. We've decided to not break tradition and name her something that starts with the letter M, like her sisters. We think we have narrowed it down to either Megan( and call her Meg) or Mallory. I wanted to name Maryn, Meg but opted to let Greg choose her name. Now that he has told me it is my decision, I'm thinking I need to see her first. What do you think?
My 32 week tummy
Here is to a new month hopefully full of better and more frequent updates from me.