Since so many people feel the need to share their opinion on this, here's mine.

It seems to me that people today have an "issue" with the number of children someone has. 

Today for example I took Michelle to therapy like I do every Thursday. The only difference today is I had ALL of my kids plus an extra munchkin. Boy the stares that got me. I got asked by about 5 different people if the 5 in the waiting room were all mine. I kindly replied that one wasn't but yes the other 4 were and that my other daughter was in the back receiving her physical therapy. The one and only response I got from EVERYONE was " You have 5 kids?!" Why yes, yes I do and I am very happy and very blessed.

Seriously?? The shock factor for myself that I have 5 have pretty much burned off now. But I guess "people" need a little more time to learn not to judge.... 

Why do people feel the need to put their foot in their mouth? Why is it such a BIG deal that I have a large family? You know 20 years ago it wasn't so uncommon to see LARGE families. I have 3 brothers. My husband has 6 brothers and 6 sisters (chew on that one for a while). I LOVE my large family. I don't see someone with a large family as such a bad thing. Maybe it is because I am such a "young" mom. I sure don't see myself as young, heck I am 26. 

Maybe it's the economy that is driving everyone to comment. It seems like once you get past 3 kids everyone feels the need to say dumb and random things like "how do you do it", "don' you know what causes that?", "huh was the heat out in your house?" <--- this one has a funny story I will get to in a minute, my personal FAVORITE "must all be deployment babies". You should hear the ones I get once someone finds out about Michelle. One day I actually looked at a lady and said "How does your foot taste?"

So back to my deployment one.. TODAY of all days I was standing out front of my house watching the mail man put the mail in the boxes impatiently waiting for him to finish (I was waiting on a package for the girls) and one of my neighbors was outside. He had the sweetest little boy and I was making those funny faces we all make when we see a smiling baby. He asked how many kids I had and I said 5. His comment back was are they all deployment babies? I said no only one. He looked shocked. I with as straight of a face as I could (his baby was just too cute) said the rest were just REALLY cold nights. The mailman thought I was hilarious (so did the baby).

But really can someone please tell me WHY one must comment on the amount of children someone else chooses to have. I mean if you do not have to raise them, pay for their clothes, shoes, food, college why even butt in in the first place. Leave us large families alone. And just remember one day that could be YOU!

Just sayin'

Lets get blogging!

Yup i'm here... To stay and not be so anti-blog...


You see the last pregnancy really got to me... I was bored, in pain, bored, tired and just never really wanted to move...


Now that the sweet little man is here and is finally cooperating like he should be, I'M BACK!!


So lets get this straight; in the last four months of being a mother to 5 these are the things I have learned (warning the list is long)

• You still cannot do anything by yourself so do not even attempt it.
• Your two year old will turn into a COMPLETE monster. Haha you think terrible twos are bad just wait until they get close to three.
• When your husband uses the term "Oh my Tara there is shit everywhere'.. He means that there literally is SHIT everywhere and that the said shit is coming from the baby.
• Cloth diapers do NOT hold the said stuff above. Well at least they don't hold my sons said stuff above. Duct tape was discussed at one point.
• The laundry will NEVER be caught up and your husband will say, I am wearing your socks because I cannot find any of mine.
• Chances are SOMEONE will injure themselves to the point of no return and require surgery.. *cough cough* Husband did this.. I still have not forgiven him. ( the last part was a joke laugh haha)
• The said baby will REFUSE to nap unless you sit there and nurse him for TWO HOURS STRAIGHT. Let it be known Hunter is off the "juice" and on formula.. All you formula hating your poisoning your baby hippies go away now. My milk producing days are over and I don't feel the least bit guilty plus my little man is happy and gaining weight.
• Have I mentioned you will never have clean laundry?
• Dishes will wait for another day
• Grocery shopping will wait for another week until you literally look at your bare cupboards and FORCE your tired sleep deprived butt to the store.
• Ponytails will become your BEST FRIEND ever... Put the hair stuff away cause you WILL NOT HAVE TIME.
• Your kids will fight.. I'm not talking about arguing I'm talking about fists flying and black eyes happening days before family pictures.
• You will never know what day it is.. The only reason I know today is the 12th is because I had parent teacher conferences today.
• Your couch will have a permanent imprint of your behind on the days that all the baby wants to do is be held... And that will happen a lot.
• You will learn what to lock up from the said 2 year old who has some sort of demonic creature telling her what to do.
• You WILL make time to shower because you know without that said shower that the monkeys make come from the zoo twice a week just to groom you.
• You will make dumb choices like, do a family photo shoot on the beach, in the winter, without any help of any sort. DON'T DO IT.
• Your 2 year old will tell random old men that her baby brother eats from mommies boob.... That one is awkward for many reasons.

My list could go on but I think I should stop scaring innocent people into abstinence for the rest of their life...

On a serious note. Life is GREAT. Kids are great. Michelle is learning like crazy. James and Shawn are doing great and Abigail has yet to rid herself of her demonic creature friend who tells her to do REALLY bad things like play with nail polish all the way to her elbow.

Big Shawn will be having surgery to repair his leg next month. Super nervous about that. I had my no more baby surgery back in October and I did not so well on the meds and I can tolerate stuff way better then he can so I'm a little nervous to see what happens, but his leg will be better.


Kids start winter break on Friday so wish me luck that my list doesn't get longer.

Enjoy one of my favorite pictures from our shoot a couple weeks ago.