Finally more pictures!

Home again, home again, jiggety jig

We have been home for a few days now and life is pretty tame. I am so fortunate to have had my parents and sister come and stay with the boys while I was in the hospital so Hans could be with me and Tait. I don't think they quite knew what they were getting into, but bless them anyhow. The boys had a lot of fun with them. But now it's just mom and dad and life returns to normal. Hans took off this whole week to help me out and has been great. He has forced me to nap, has done all the dishes, dusted, swept and mopped even! He plays with the boys so I can nurse without witnesses and has been just been a great hubby and father. I am so lucky and blessed to be with my boys, all of them!

The Little one is finally here

Today at 11:29 our little bundle of joy arrived. We were as suprised as almost everyone else that it was a little boy. And this one doesn't look like any of my brothers yet, which is a good thing. He was 6 lbs 14 oz and 20 inches long. About the same as the others. I have do give Shellie a hard time because she made it look so easy. 3 pushes and done. Amazing!! Now on to the battle of getting one of our children to eat. Seeing Hiett you can tell that it doesn't ever get any easier in our house. Here are some picures of Tait William Lovell and his proud brothers and parents. Who are all glad that he has made it here health and his mom is doing great also.

A first for everything. . .

Just a little note to all of the fellow women out there. Most of you might be jealous because I don't really look pregnant and my labors are relatively short and as painless as they could be, ( I think), and I haven't had ANY stretch marks. That is, until this week. Yes, yes, it was bound to happen. My third child, I guess I should count my blessings. And well, I was going to post a picture, but honestly, who wants to see that!? To be perfectly honest, it isn't bad at all. In fact it is kinda funny. It's the kind of stretch mark that I will have a hard time hiding and not because I wear bikinis either. You see, this stretch mark is on my achilles tendon of my left foot! You thought I was joking about the swelling and water retention didn't you! My ankles get huge, I never thought they would get large enough to make their own stretch marks, but hey, it could be worse! JUst thought I would share and hopefully make you smile. By the way- SEVEN MORE DAYS!!!!!!

Buddies

I am so glad that my boys have reached this stage in life right now. The other day, after the boys had spent a morning playing Captain Hook and Peter Pan( we made swords out of paper and lots of masking tape), the whole morning had gone smoothly. There were no fights. I wouldn't say it was quiet- they WERE after all playing pirates- but they were playing TOGETHER. And then the crowning moment of the whole day, Hiett scooted his chair over next to Gabe and said, "Can I sit next by my buddy, Mom?" Seating arrangments be hanged! Whooohoo! And, yes, I guess it does get better... halfway through the meal, Hiett leans over, rests his head on Gabe's shoulder and Gabe automatically slings his left arm around Hiett's neck and keeps eating calmly, like this has happened a thousand times before. I sat there, quite stunned, and thouroughly enjoying every second of watching my children be not only brothers but friends, adn not just friends but "buddies". I truly sat there for I don't know how long until Hiett suggested that I take a picture of him and Gabe. What a great idea- things like this have got to be recorded- you never know how long it is going to last. But miraculously, this buddy thing continued all that day and into the night. I walked back into my room to findmy bed stacked with baskets and large toys and books and animals and articles of clothing. Gabe expained that they had made my bed into the school bus and that he was the driver taking Hiett to school. Then it would be Hiett's turn to drive. I'm not sure what school bus they have ever seen that was laden with all sorts of miscellaneous objects, but once again, they were playing TOGETHER and even cleaned up cheerfully. It was a wonderful day. I love my boys, they remind me of the goodness of kind words and working together and really of the greatness of love.