Something Different

This pregnancy feels different. Different from when I was pregnant with the girls. I didn't have horrible morning sickness. I was queasy in the mornings, but only for 2-3 weeks. No actual morning sickness. I'm getting chubby. Not just a little belly, but chubby all over. But my belly did start to appear a lot earlier than with the girls. I also eat almost nonstop. I crave everything under the sun!

I told James last night, I think we are having a boy. He didn't believe me. But I feel so Sci-Fi. I know he doesn't actually understand what I mean. But I called my friend Manders today. And we were talking about our pregnancies. She is having twins in March. She agrees with me.

You see, she is having a boy and a girl. They found out just before Christmas. But Manders told me that from the beginning, she felt different that when she was pregnant with her little girl. Yes, she is having twins this time, but it was a different feeling. We came to the conclusion that it is because she is growing a little boy inside of her. Isn't that crazy? I feel like this too!

It's Sci-Fi to think that inside of me, I'm growing a little boy. A little penis. You have to admit, it's a bit weird. But a HUGE miracle. I can't wait to find out for sure, but something deep inside, tells me that we are going to have a son. James will be so excited! He loves his girls. But I know that he would just love to have a little boy to get rough and tough with.

Smiling

As our weekend comes to a close, I can't help but smile. All those years ago, daddy frowned at the thought that I could be in love with James. I think he would have had a hard time regardless of who I brought home. Because he was daddy. And I was his little fille.

But I know daddy. He wanted me to marry a son of one of the elite families. Perhaps he would be a lawyer, a banker, or own his own business. Daddy always had these big dreams for us girls. But I couldn't help that my love was a cowboy through and through.

Today, my parents came to enjoy dinner with us. James and daddy talked for hours and hours. About everything. The weather, work, politics, the girls, and the future. Mom and I could hear them laughing. And every once in a while, the girls would come into the kitchen asking for something for our favorite guys.

Before my parents left, daddy came to give me a big hug. And he told me he had been wrong about James all those years ago. I just smiled. Because I knew one day daddy would know why I love James so much. He's the kind of man that I know daddy wanted me to find. James loves me, respects me, and protects me. He is the best daddy I could ever dream up for my girls.

But today my daddy realized that. Realized that I might not live in a mansion. But I love my life. My husband always has our family's interests first. And if he had to, he would lay his own life out there for us. But daddy's tight hug and verbal approval meant the world to me. Because he is finally able to just enjoy our time together. Without worrying how we make it. Instead enjoying the company of his granddaughters.

Today was a good day. A day filled with love and new found friendships and respect. Life may not always be easy. But if you believe in the Lord, it will all work out. It may take a while, but it will work out.

Le Commencement

I've always wanted to blog. But I never quite had the confidence to build me a little corner out here in the blog world. Until I confessed to James that I wanted a blog. He encouraged me. And I figured with a new year, I would start a new blog.

This is our beginning into the blog world. A place were I hope that I can feel I belong. Being a mom, sometimes you get a little lost in the shuffle. I hope to be able to connect with another mom out there. Maybe I can get a reader or 2. The possibilities are endless!!!

The title of my blog loosely means Happy Home. I was one of those kids that went to private school. And took years of french. Now that I think about it, I should have taken a few years of spanish. It would have been so much better for me. Just because of the area that we live in. But I like that I know french and I can teach our girls a few things.

My husband and I met many years ago. We were an unlikely pair. Completely different on the outside. I was one of 2 girls in our family. I went to private school and wore a uniform. Frequently went to the symphony and opera with my parents. James was and always will be a cowboy. Wearing dusty jean and scuffed up boots. But on the inside, were it really counts, we are a pair of love birds. The 2 that were meant for one another.

Along our journey, we have made our home in a small town. And we have made 2 beautiful little girls. When I thought our life couldn't get any better, we were blessed with a 3rd pregnancy. God has our lives planned out for us. He knows our journey better than we do. But I sure am enjoying being on this journey with James.