When Myles was about 4 weeks old, we decided to take a trip to Texas – I felt like I had pretty much recovered from having a kid, so that was a plus! First, we stopped just north of Dallas to visit Shawn’s parents. I always have so much fun visiting them, and this time was no different. My favorite time spent with Tom and Karen is when the kids are in bed and we play cards for hours – SO fun!Next, we drove south to Austin, which is somewhere I’ve never been and always wanted to go! We rented a flat in the middle of downtown, so we got to walk everywhere anytime we wanted to venture out – which wasn’t as often as you might think since there was an outdoor pool area! In fact, the best afternoon during the entire week was when Shawn and I sun bathed while the girls played in the pool.Myles might not remember, but he had a good time napping underneath the palm trees. SO relaxing.We walked everywhere and got to do some fantastic sight-seeing. Marlowe and Fletcher had a blast looking at this awesome bike statue-thing (below), so I had to snap a few pictures. Naturally.Although I will admit that walking all day was pretty hard on the girls, they acted like troupers and were very well-behaved while Shawn and I had our nightly drinks. Snacks definitely helped, haha! Honestly, this was one of the most exciting and fun trips we’ve taken as a family. We will definitely go back to Austin!

Having our third – and final – child was such a wonderful experience. I realize I haven’t shared with you much about our time at the hospital, so I’d love to do that now. Grab yourself a snack, here we go!

Shawn was gone for 6 of the 9 months I was pregnant, but he was able to make it home with a couple of weeks to spare before Myles was born (there were times when I seriously thought I was going into labor, though, and he would miss everything!!). My family arrived a week prior to Myles’ birth, and we had an induction date scheduled for March 20th, which was perfect because my dad’s flight left the morning of the 21st. I called to make sure we were still set for the induction date, and got bad news. My OB hadn’t secured the date after all, and they were completely booked for inductions on the 20th. The earliest they’d be able to do it was on the 21st. However, my OB assured me that he thought Myles would arrive before then.

Needless to say, Myles was stubborn and wanted to stay in there for as long as possible. It was with tears in my eyes that I said goodbye to my dad – who had to go back to work – the night of the 20th. I was very sad that my dad wouldn’t get to see our son for at least 5 months, but I totally believe in God’s timing, and I’m sure there’s a reason He predestined Myles to be born on the 21st.

Anyway, this was the only time we’d ever made it to our induction date (both our girls came earlier) and I must say that it was pure bliss, signing into our room like we were doing nothing more than checking in to a hotel. Later that afternoon, after experiencing about five minutes of pain before begging for an epidural (I have zero pain tolerance), Myles was born and we were ecstatic! The following two days were a blur, thanks to Percocet, but I remember being pretty euphoric and so grateful that my family was finally complete.

So, here’s to all those mothers out there who are as relieved as I am that they don’t have to be pregnant ever again!!!!! Wooo!

Life has a way of flying by, sometimes. I realized today – for the millionth time, so I guess I should say I “RErealized’ – that our time here on earth is temporary. It’s not forever. And material things don’t matter.

People matter. Family matters. Spending time with loved ones is what counts.

Every day, I am blessed to be able to stay at home with my three children, Marlowe, Fletcher, and Myles. I’m going to do my very best to remember how easy I have it – especially when things are chaotic and I am overwhelmed. Those times are the best times to give thanks and be grateful for the life God gave me.