It's not all bad...

I don't want to misrepresent my life and make it seem like everything is always extremely hard and stressful.

Yes, this has been a very trying last few months. This winter has been filled with a gazillion doctor's visits for all four of us. Not fun or cheap.

The mental and emotional stress have just plum worn me out. Right now, we're at Children's yet again for B's endoscopy. We were just here two weeks ago for A's tonsillectomy.

But it's not all bad.

Here is some proof.

Daddy and Andrew reading a book before A's tonsils and adenoids were removed two weeks ago

Matthew could sleep anywhere!

Whoa! Look at that huge belly!

Loving on Clifford right before surgery

The loopy meds were starting to kick in here. He was *hysterical*!

A family shot

Writing in my pregnancy journal and using my shelf to hold my cell phone

My poor baby right after surgery

He didn't sleep very much at all.

Benjamin has been put under many times, and has always done fine with the anesthesia. Andrew...not so much. He was angry and irrational. Poor guy.

Watching TV and playing with Daddy the next day

He fell asleep in his room while playing with the light on and everything. That has certainly never happened before!

A funny insert in the Sunday coupons a few weeks ago.

Getting closer and feeling it

Playing w/Mommy's big shoes

I love my boys' Pottery Barn Kids backpacks. I use them as diaper bags.

Happy St. Patrick's Day from Benjamin Hitler

Fun times in the bonus room

An early birthday cake/post-surgery treat for Andrew from my good friend Diana.

We had a random and pretty fierce hail storm here last week.

Matthew and Andrew went with a couple of friends to the circus last Sunday. In typical Daddy-style, the only decent pictures were of Andrew eating cotton candy.

It's not the best shot, but I love it b/c it means that Daddy is home. I took this two nights ago after we ate at my parents' house. We came home right at bedtime, and Daddy took both boys to get the trash can, mail, and newspaper. It warms my heart.

One of my favorite birthday presents. My mom bought me a six-pack of Dr. Peppers in glass bottles.

Andrew started helping me feed Benjamin some finger foods. I can't give B all the food at once, or he'll shove way too much in his mouth and choke. It's so sweet to see the brothers together. Benjamin adores Andrew, who typically doesn't give him the time of day.

So despite all the struggles, I truly do live a blessed life. Thomas will be here in under six days. I know things will be crazy for awhile, but I love my sweet boys!