We've loaded up the wagon and I'm all ready to move! I couldn't resist using this picture from the old school computer game The Oregon Trail. Who didn't love some of that game in computer lab in elementary school. I only hope that during this move no one gets bitten by a snake, or gets typhoid or dysentary.

The time has come. I am changing my blog site because hill-billy4 doesn't really apply to us anymore with our new addition! We are now 5 . So my new blog with be

http://www.takeahillpill.blogspot.com/

which you can gain access to by clicking on the above link! I haven't done any posting on this site yet, but from now on, all my pictures and posts will be there, so keep an eye out. Can't wait to see you all there!!

What you've all been waiting for

On Friday morning at 7:56, our 3rd son was born at Brookwood Medical Center. He weighed 8 pounds and 6 ounces and was 20 3/4 inches long. His name is Charlie Lane. He is perfection. These pictures are a glimpse into his birth day.

The day started out bright and early for the big brothers to be. Everyone was anxiously awaiting Charlie's arrival as our family filled up the waiting room.

Huett, never one to pose for the camera was especially excited. He was very worried about seeing his mommy and started crying for me about an hour before I got into a room.

Sam loved everything about this whole day! He was bouncing off the walls with excitement.

Once Charlie finally did arrive, Huett wanted to hold him first. He takes this very seriously. He is so gentle and careful with him, just like we knew he would be. He is such a big helper.

Anytime Huett sees someone else holding him he whispers to me, "I want you to hold him." Not jealousy at all, just overprotective. It's really sweet. And whenever Charlie cries he stops what he's doing and gets me to help him until we get him to stop crying.

Sam is a little more rambunctious with him. He said, " I love him so much!" And he'll say " CHaaalllliiiieee" and he'll give him kisses.

notice how someone is having to hold his head back as he gets kisses. He tends to get a little rough sometimes.

Here they all are in their matching 1-2-3 t-shirts that my mom made them. They were so stinking cute!

Our first family photo. Not the greatest in the world, but it is what it is.

This is the first time I got to hold him. He was grunting a lot and we were all really worried about that. Thankfully, the nurse that bathed him was great and she was able to clear his lungs out and he never had any more problems with that.

This was right after his bath. We were all surprised about how much we thought that he looked like Sam. Now, though, it's a few days later and all the people from my side of the family think he looks just like Chad when he was a baby. I just think he is the most handsome little boy.

Charlie and I were snuggling right when I came back from the operating room. I love this picture. He just looks so peaceful and sweet.

Hi everyone!! I'm here! The nurses all kept talking about how strong he was and how they couldn't believe his strength. He was already lifting his head and kicking so hard. I told them I wasn't surprised at all. This is exactly what I've been trying to tell people for weeks!!!

So sweet. He doesn't cry much but when he does, everyone knows about it!!

All in all, everything went off without a hitch. He nurses well, he sleeps better than I expected and we are all making the necessary adjustments that a newborn requires. I am in love all over again, and am so thankful to have such a happy, healthy family! It's amazing how your heart just grows to make room every single time. There is no division of love, it just doubles!

Keep us all in your thoughts and prayers as we enjoy our sleepless nights and all the excitement a new baby brings!

Living Vicariously

Well, as you all know, I am about to give birth to my 3rd son. So, I have taken it upon myself to use my niece to get my girly fix. We enrolled her in gymnastics this week and she started on Thursday. I got to take her to the gym where I took gymnastics for years and then taught gymnastics when I graduated high school.

Here we are upon our arrival. She was so excited she was almost beside herself.

Here she is waiting in line to go in for her class. There were girls of all ages but the girls in her specific group were her age, or close to it.
She got to pick out her leotard and she chose this one because she liked how soft it was.

Ava had a little bit of trouble staying focused on what she was supposed to be doing when her teacher was helping the other students and this little girl kept trying to keep her straight, telling her where to stand in line and to stay on her own mat. It was pretty funny.

Ava was learning how to do a forward roll, which she already knew how to do, but I think she liked rolling down then wedge mat because it makes her go faster.

Here she is climbing up onto the bar! She was especially excited about this part.

pushing up into a back bend was a breeze for her. She did that better than the rest.

Here she is on the beam. This one lies flat on the ground and she kept running to the higher ones and walking on them. You can tell in her mind she is better than this just like she thinks she is at everything else. She is just too big for her britches. I will say though, when she climbed up onto the other beam which sits about a foot off of the ground, she did it really well, and without falling off so, maybe she's right.

Getting help with her forward roll.

Here she is learning to do a cartwheel over the mat. It's pretty hard to teach a child this age to do a cartwheel, but she was trying.

This was at the beginning of class, when they were stretching. As you can see there is one boy in her class, and Mikey and I were thinking about letting Huett take classes too. He would be great at it, and my brother took gymnastics with me and Trisha when we were growing up, so it can't hurt! I'm going to take him Thursday night and let him watch to see what he thinks about it.

Anyway, I got a little sad talking to the gym-owner Regina because I started thinking about how I probably won't ever have a daughter to take on my own, but I got over it when I wrote that check for Ava's gym fees and started to realize how much money we will save having 3 sons. I mean a monthly fee, not to mention leotards and hair bows and recitals and cover-ups, etc.

I might have to pay a registration fee for the boys to play sports but it is a one-time a year thing, and then uniforms are usually included. And they are only 4 years old.

Oh boy...and girl!

let the countdown begin!!

Well, I went to the doctor on Monday, and I am starting to have very swollen feet, hands, and face...which I hate. I have actually had to take off my wedding rings which I've never had to do. Anyway, my blood pressure was up a little, so he told me that he would really like for me to quit working, which I was more than happy to do. So I won't be going back to work. I will be going back to the doctor on Monday and the plan now is to have my c-section on next Friday September 4. If my calculations are correct, that makes me have to go back to work the week of Thanksgiving which really stinks. I was hoping to atleast milk the Thanksgiving holiday out of it. Maybe it will still work out. Anyway, I am just taking it easy and trying to get the finishing touches on his room. So, 9 days and counting!!!

BUSTED!

A few weekends ago, my parents and my sister took the kids camping at Oak Mountain. Everyone had a blast, but as you can see here, Sam got a nasty busted lip, bless his heart. He was just walking down down the sidewalk when he tripped and hit the curb with nothing but his mouth. Mom and Trisha said that had he been running, it would've knocked his teeth out. When he fell, there was lots of blood. When he finally calmed down, they called to tell us about it. I got on the phone with Sam and he said," I fall down, I cry, I need you." Talk about making you feel guilty for not being there. A big part of me wanted to go and get him, but I didn't b/c of My hot date with Mikey, to go see Little Texas, but that's a whole other post. Anyway, once he calmed down( and it took a while b/c he wanted his pacifier, but to add insult to injury, he could use it b/c it hurt too) he was fine and eating again so he recovered well and didn't really need his mommy.

Can I just say that this picture really doesn't do the severity of it justice. This pic was a few hours after it happened and I think it must've continued to swell, b/c when I got there the next day, it looked worse than that.

Archer made the trip too. He's such a sweet boy!!

He just plays all day! I hope Charlie has the same temperament

Sam is just trying to eat a cookie with his new big lip

Going for a ride in the bicycle pull-along / stroller. They love this thing. Problem is keeping the adults in good enough shape to pull them around. Dad does a great job though considering his typical bike ride by himself is several miles around town. Ava made the trip too, but somehow, mom and trisha didn't get any pictures of her. Go figure. Mom and dad are planning on taking the kids camping again the weekend after Charlie's born. Hopefully it will be less eventful.

Let the nesting begin

Isn't it a little ironic that at 9 months pregnant and after a several day stretch of only sleeping a few hours a night, God instills in a mom, the urge to clean and prepare for the babies arrival? I mean seriously, out of the going on 10 months of a pregnancy if ever there is a time when I should not feel like cleaning and organizing, it is now. But just like I have with every other pregnancy, I have this burst of energy and a sense of urgency to get everything just right for Charlie's arrival. As we speak, my brother/personal contractor on-call is painting the nursery room and trim, as well as painting the trim in Huett and Sam's room which I have been putting off for months. Don't worry,we are paying him :-)... Mikey and I are going tomorrow to buy new ceiling fans and light fixtures for several rooms in the house, not to mention, Charlies special-order fabric has arrived at Hancock Fabric so I can finally put a rush order on his bedding! Also, yesterday, I could be seen at Wal-mart buying outlet covers, light switch covers, and a new digital thermostat to convert our ancient round one into something a little...make that a lot more modern! Now more so than with Huett or Sam , I feel like I have to be organized with everything. I just hear horror stories of going from 2 children to 3 that make me feel a little intimidated. But I also heard the same things when I went from one to two and they were only 17 months apart and I showed them! (I am sticking my tongue out as I write) Anyway, I can't wait to hang his cute wall hangings that I blogged about in an earlier post.
It's all so exciting!
ON another note, I wrote that my c-section was scheduled for September 5. After arguing with my lovely husband about the fact that the 5th is indeed a Friday, I stand corrected. My c-section is scheduled for Friday September 4. Love you honey! Thanks for straightening me out on a regular basis.

A few days ago, I celebrated my 26th birthday. We had a yummy Strawberry cake from Edgars Bakery. You have to try it if you never have. Best. Cake. Ever. I had lots of help blowing out candles.

I think Sam was trying the hardest.

What do you do with this behavior besides take a picture to use as black mail in the future?

He can turn it on and off in a flash. Even looking at him in pictures like this, I could just eat him up! Oh the drama.

With Ava at the wheel, this picture is a little scary.
Lets just say, it seems like she got her driving skill from her mom.

We piled them on just for these pictures. Huett is a very cautious driver, so it isn't quite as dangerous as it may seem. Notice Sam hiding out if the back.

Aren't they a good looking bunch? It was virtually impossible to get a pic of them all looking at the camera at the same time. I think Huett actually makes a point not to look at the camera just to spite me.

Sad to think that Summer's almost over. It's actually kinda unbelievable. Where has this year gone? I remember adults telling me time will fly once you grow up. Now I get it! And, now more than ever, I want it to stop!

This is something I am learning to deal with on a daily basis. It's hard to cherish the moment when everything is so busy and crazy and messy, but somehow I am trying to slow myself down and do just that. Wish me luck b/c when Charlie gets here, it will only get even harder.