Tuesday, November 9, 2010


When #4 was just 10 months old, I found out I was pregnant with #5. This was overwhelming, to say the least. Though we'd planned on having more kids, the timing was a bit off. I'd just started going to aerobics classes with two of my friends and being pregnant just didn't fit in with the things I was trying to do. Eventually, I started feeling good about my pregnancy. I continued exercising until my 8th month. I gained the least amount of weight and he was my second smallest baby (8lb. 13oz.). I felt better in that pregancy than any of the others. What started as a shock and a surprise, turned into my sweet boy who is 10 years old today. I'm so grateful for him and the things he has taught me over the years.

1 comment:

  1. Happy Birthday to #5!! Got your comment about my post yesterday. Hahahaha!! Great minds DO think alike!

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