crazy!

I know it has been 3 weeks! I promise one day I will post again with cute pictures of Blaze, the boys playing soccer and Halloween. One day I will have enough time to do anything but feed Blaze and wish for a nap. One day I will be able to eat something without someone screaming for something or try and decide if I have time (if I hurry fast) to take a shower before someone comes in asking for something. Am I complaining??? Nope, I wouldn't change it for the world. I love my 4 babies and would give up anything right now to make them happy. One day I will have all the time in the world, and then I will be wishing my babies are all at home again and I am taking care of them. So, for now I will go 3 weeks without a post and enjoy my life as it is right now.

Blaze H Stewart

For those of you who are saying "Blaze H, what kind of name is that?" Here is your answer. I like the name Blaze, I think it is a cool name that fits in with the other kids."H" stands for two great men in our lives. My grandpa Leaks name was James Hosmer and Zach's grandpa was Boyd Helaman. They were both wonderful men that played a great part in both our lives so we combined the two middle names and just used the H so we could name him after both. Here are a few pictures of my sweet Blaze, at the bottom is the story. Get ready!

I am so in love with him already! He is so sweet and LOVES to cuddle.

On the way to the hospital

All my sweet babies together

It is crazy that we have 4 kids now!

Daddy loving him

My turn

TIMELINE

Sunday night

9:00- I think my water breaks

10:00- Call my awesome friend Angela to come stay with the kids while we go to the hospital

11:00- Get to the hospital, my water did break, now we wait

11:30-6:00 Monday morning- MAD that nothing is happening and wishing I was at home in bed

Monday morning-

6:00- Pitocin

7:00 Lots of contractions, asked for my epidural

7:15- No epidural yet- half way there.

7:16- I told Zach to get a nurse, I need to push

7:17- Nurses laugh at Zach and say there is no way, I am only half way

7:18- Pushing where are the nurses

7:20- STILL no epidural- pushing

7:25- STILL no epidural- doctor comes in to see me- PUSHING

7:30- STILL NO EPIDURAL!!!- Blaze is born.

7:40- They came to give me my epidural. VERY MAD- But in love with my baby boy!!!!

P.S. He weighed 6 lbs 14 oz and was 20 inches long. Monday, October 5, 2009 at 0730.

September Update

We are still here! I have had a ton of people tell me it is time to update, so here you go. It is not that I don't like to post, I actually think of blogging A LOT it is the downloading pictures on the computer that I hate! Most of you know how I am about pictures. It is amazing that I take any at all, and then to actually do something with them is a feat within itself. Anyway, we have had a pretty good September. Zach has been gone a lot which is not good, but when he is home we have taken advantage of it and done a lot of great things. We finally got the baby's room done. It is more like the baby's corner, but still a place for him to sleep. We went on vacation to Dauphin Island in Alabama and had a great time. There were not very many people at the beach, just the way we like it. We spent some very much needed time together.
Also, it rained here for 12 or 13 days straight and I was about to go CRAZY. But in the pictures below you will see what surprise we found other than the jungle grass. Anyway, here are a few pictures that I hope will tide you over until (Hopefully) the baby comes early and I post pictures of him. Cross your fingers!!!

The kids have decided to become monkeys

Sight seeing at Dauphin Island

The boys playing in the sand at the beach. Notice that no one was there. It was a great beach that we will be going back to. Anyone is welcome to join us!

Trying not to get sucked under

Baby girl didn't love the water and sat by me and played in the sand most of the time.

Such a beautiful day. It rained HARD the day before and as we left. Still a great day.

A weird way to sleep comfortably, but Jax didn't have a problem

This "little" guy was in our backyard one day. He was huge and looked mean. This is what all the rain brought.

A conversation with Shade

I am a little slow posting about Shade starting pre-school again. This is his second year and he is mad that it is pre-school again. He thought we was going into Kindergarten for sure this year. I am ok with him home a little longer though.
Today on our way home from picking him up I was asking him about his day. This is what I got:

Me: How was school today Shady?
Shade: Good, I found a really pretty mom.
Me: Oh ya, prettier then me?
Shade: Oh ya
Me: What did she look like?
Shade: She had on a dress with sparkles all over it.
Me: Very pretty
Shade: Ya, I kept saying "snap out of it head, snap out of it" but I couldn't stop looking at her.
Me: (Trying hard not to laugh) She must be really pretty, I better look for her next time.
Shade: Ya, but I still love you mom, Don't worry.
Me: Thanks Shady I still love you too.

How funny are 4 year olds. They speak the total truth and are so innocent. I think I better check this mom out next time and see what is causing him to check out moms instead of learning his letters. Love you Shady!!!! The first day of school

My cute Shade. You can't help but love him.

Dance Class

Monday was Aynslees first day of dance class. She was so cute and it was about the cutest thing I have ever seen watching a bunch of two year old point their toes and do their stretches. She did so well and was the only one that didn't cry and actually listened to the teacher. I was one proud mama. I was a little nervous about how she would do and if she even wanted to dance, but she surprised me and loved it. I think she felt like a big girl and finally got to do something herself. When the class started they took all the kids into the dance room and the moms had to wait in the hall. I was not prepared for that. They did have a a window we could check on them through so I didn't get any good pictures but I got some before we left so enjoy my pretty ballerina.

In her outfit ready to go

Waiting for dad to come home so he could see her before we left

My mom sent me this bag to hold her shoes in. This was my bag when I started dance 25 years ago.

Some stretching

and checking out the whole outfit

at class through the window

starting the warm ups and flag waving to music

First day of First grade!

First Grade!! Not as hard sending him off this year as it was last year, but still not fun. I had to drag him out of his classroom by his book bag for a hug this year when I dropped him off. Jax was ready to go and not nervous at all. It is crazy how much he has changed in one year. This year he has Mrs. Johnson as a teacher and says she is a little "pushy". (He heard his kindergarten teacher tell me she would push him to excel.) She seems great so far. He has 5 or 6 kids in his class that were in his kindergarten class so he was happy about that but sad his best friend is in a different one. They still play at recess though. I love to see him get off of the bus and tell me all about his day. Totally worth waking up early with him. We love you Jax and can't wait to see how "pushy" your teacher will be. Ready to go

Dad and kids before school

Mom and Jax before school
(7 mo pregnant)

My cute babies

Our baby girl?

With already having two boys in the family, I am sure you all know I was pretty excited to have a little girl. A girl that I could dress up in all the clothes I wanted her to wear, paint her nails, and curl her hair. A little girl that would end up being my best friend and we would tell each other everything. Well, when Aynslee was born everything started out as planned. This is Ayns at 1 year old, the way I dressed her.

Moms choice

Aynslees choice

Now that she is two she has decided that she gets to decide what she likes and wants to wear. Granted, most of the time I can still talk her into a pretty dress . This night she chose to wear Shade's football pants and his spongebob shirt. I know it is just to bed, but I am so scared that this is just the beginning. This is the true Aynslee we all know.

The funny thing is that all the dreams I had for her when she was born don't really matter anymore. Who cares about painted nails and curly hair. This is my baby girl and she is already my best friend no matter what she chooses to wear. I will always love my little tom boy, dress or not!