Crowns Galore

Continue on if you will but I must tell you this post contains talk of BMs and prayer.  Monday I took JV to his 4 month well child visit and I forgot all about him having to get his booster immunization shots. Doctor checks him out, everything is great. Although he's a little chunkier than most he's growing beautifully and exceeding all of his current milestones. He had to get 3 needles and one liquid. I'm getting better at keeping my composure when it comes to sticking my babies with needles I don't shed tears anymore which is a win for this Mommy. Anyway, the only one I can remember off hand is the Rotavirus vaccine which was the liquid form, it's white in color in a small syringe that the nurse squirts down into the lower cheek and hopes that babies don't spit it all back into their faces. It is a live attenuated (weakend) viral vaccine given to prevent Rotavirus which is nasty bug that causes fever and vomiting, followed by very bad diarrhea which can all ca...

Whenever I'm out with JV I get the usual, "Congratulations!" which I was confused after he was 3 months and folk were still saying it, I'm like he's not new anymore I mean do you see how chunky he is! I get the "Aaaawwwww, I remember when" which was a new response that I actually just got today and I always get "He so cute and adorable, he's a big boy!" And usually following one of these statements I get asked "Is he your first?" First let me say thank you, thank you for looking at my face and looking at this body and not being able to realize that I have pushed four bundles of heaping joy from this uterus, thank you so very much. Now, it's not this question that gets me, it's the repsponse to my reply of "No, he's actually  my fourth,  t hat is starting to get my panties in a bunch and ruffle my feathers.  "OMG, how do you do it?!" Wow, FOUR BOYS! (Note the emphasis) and then of course following those i...

Natural hair has made a huge impact on many of women these days. Seems like every where you turn you'll find at least 3-4 women rocking a coily bush of sorts. You go on YouTube and there are tons and tons of "Big Chop" videos. Some did the big chop because it was something to do, some because they wanted to keep up with the Jones' and others because they were tired of the damaging effects of the many years of chemicals. Trying to figure out a style for my bush the other day had me frustrated and in distress, it had me wondering why I decided to take this natural hair journey and why I should or shouldn't keep the journey going. I mean my hair seems like it's the roughest toughest texture there is, it doesn't behave at all and it doesn't take well to most products or most styles so why should I even bother? After laying back and resting my oh so tired arms I started really thinking about it, what was stopping me from indulging in the creamy crack once a...

Hello World! August was such a rough month for me. My sister's would be 25th birthday, the one year anniversary of her death plus the one year anniversaries of my two aunts and a young friend of my family. Not to mention adjusting to a supposed routine for my newborn and also preparing my big boys for a new school. Just so very much that not only did I not have time but my mind was just not settled enough to put pen to paper. Have you ever been there? It's like your thoughts are running their own marathon, full speed with no chill in sight! My goodness! Now that things have calmed just a little I have some time to catch up with you all and see how life is treating you and let you all know how life is now treating me.  School is in session for my big boys so it's just been JV and I living it up! I had to make a hard decision to not return to work. I say hard because for a family of six now having one income is a bit of a stretch but when trying to find child care you come to...

Not that I'm naive or stupid or anything but I find it so amazing how different every pregnancy and every child can be. Everyday since the day JV was born has proven to me that I m done procreating. This is not a bad thing at all it's just my simple yet at the same time magnanimous revelation that I just can not go through the process of pregnancy, labor and delivery again. Now unless the Lord has a crazy way of doing things which is not at all too far fetched for my life and it's in His plan and His will for us to do this again and He does it in a way that only He could have done it, I can not let this happen again.  Now this is not to say that my pregnancy was not a beautiful experience or that my baby is not one of the most special creations that my husband and I have had the luxury to create. It's just the way this pregnancy has set my body up, I'm just not bouncing back quite like I did with the other boys. I mean here I am almost 3 weeks postpartum and still e...

Here it is, a little over two weeks since I pushed my baby boy into this world. It was an intense 15 hours of labor but after increased and then decreased doses of oxytocin, external and internal monitors, the use of a peanut ball between my legs (that I had never seen nor heard of in my life, was used to open up my pelvis and allow baby to descend easily, so the nurse said), multiple heart rate drops, oxygen masks, much frustration, and anxiety a pulled muscle and a few burst blood vessels, finally at 10:32pm my Baby JV was coerced from my womb into the world. His labor and delivery was by far, for me, the most intense of my four babies. But of course after all that, when they laid my baby in my arms and I looked into his bright and alert little eyes and he looked directly into mine, all of that stress from that long process didn't matter as much because he was finally here and he was all mine. Gone were the frustrating thoughts of how we thought he would be here at least two week...

As of a couple days ago I am officially on maternity leave! The boys are out for the summer and Hubby is working harder than ever before seems like. It has definitely been a lot harder to get back into the swing of things as far as being a Stay at Home Mom again. One reason of course is I'm carrying an almost 8 lb basketball belly in front of me everywhere I go these days. In my mind I'm moving around in full speed. I mean I have my fast walk going on and everything but I've realized I've only been deceiving myself because I'm actually moving at a snail's pace! Couple that with the many breaks to catch my breath and the other many breaks to break up fights and arguments the boys get themselves into and I really only complete about two tasks a day! Lmbo not a lot of progress to some but that is an accomplishment to just finish something!  Along side getting into the swing of being at home I'm also getting a little anxious about when Baby JV will actually arri...