Category Archives: Birthdays

First Birthday

The other day, the baby of our family turned one. Everyone says this, but I want to strongly repeat: They grow up so fast.

Yes, many of the nights are long, and some in the beginning are sleepless. There are the daily ups and downs with bringing up children. But each child is so precious! And in the blink of an eye, they go from tiny and helpless in our arms to bouncing about with their own distinct personality.

Happy first birthday!





Birthdays, Friends and Dogs

This week, my oldest daughter turned 8 and my baby turned 6 months. Where does time go?!


My oldest daughter’s birthday began a few days earlier with old friends celebrating at Dave & Busters, and a furry owl present.



Her birthday morning was complete with many phone calls from relatives and a lovely gift from her cousin.


Later we went to the park, where another homeschooling group was meeting for their weekly park day. She made some new friends, which is always the best present!


In the evening, another family came over to share in the cake and song celebration. They brought Twister, which has kept the oldest kids entertained ever since.


I made the most fabulous gluten free, flower power cake ever, and it was delicious!


And yesterday we drove a few hours to meet friends we miss dearly from our old hometown. We spent a wonderful day at the zoo with them ♡♡♡


Little Baby is now a Crawling Baby! And she’s quite pleased with herself.


She now crawls up to our sweet dog, who is never missing attention and affection from the kids.





Saying Goodbye to Mom

Today starts a new normal as the kids and I waved goodbye to Mom/Grandma. She is always such a God send when I have a new baby, giving of herself tirelessly.

She arrived Tuesday, a little over two weeks ago, for the birth of my seventh child. Since then, she took care of the other kids, cooked every meal, cleaned, took them to the parks, library, pool, splash playground and ran various errands for the family.

While I have a beautiful new baby girl to love forever, there is an empty feeling now that my mom has left.

Thank you, Mommy, for everything you’ve done and continue to do for our family!

Thank you, Daddy for your visits, hanging out with the older boys and taking them on cool trips! My kids are so blessed to have you both in their lives!  And thank you, Dad, for lending us Mom 😉

Here is my daughter’s thank you card:


One Week Old

Thank you for this beautiful blessing that joined six other miracles only last Tuesday. Though I had planned to celebrate two other children’s birthdays this week differently, thank you also for those children to celebrate. Thank you for all those who have taken care of us, and all who have prayed for us.


Today there are no pretty clothes,
Siblings smiling in perfect pose.
No up and down throughout the night,
Just a soft glow of the hospital light.
Today is absent of family’s arms
Your perfect skin and newborn charms.
Now you wear a band and IV line
As Mommy watches you with the time.
Today there is no comfy naptime bed,
Against mommy’s chest you sleep instead.
Far away are familiar sounds,
Replaced with the quiet nurse’s rounds.
Today Mommy waits and fever you fight,
Hopefully a battle won before the night
So peaceful rest might you know
Before back home again you go.

Mommy’s on Vacation!

Okay, not really 🙂

Mommy had a baby. Her seventh baby, to be exact. And this time, instead of a home birth or a birth center birth, it was a planned hospital birth. So, a mini vacation! Except I’m desperately missing my other kiddos! I’d never survive a real childless vacation. I can’t even shop alone or I forget what to buy!

Sweet, tiny, snuggly baby girl joined the party yesterday. Her only sister, my seven year old, is on cloud nine. She’s been busily making pictures and cards for mommy and baby sister.


For My Baby

It hardly seems possible
One year has passed us by.
One spring, one summer,
One winter now two.
You came in all smiles
All giggles and grins,
Rolling and bouncing
And that crazy little crawl.
You’re loved and cuddled
By five bigger siblings,
And soon you’ll snuggle
When you’re big brother, too.
But for now you’re still my baby,
Taking your naps upon my chest,
Bouncing about the house,
My sweet little one.


The Icing on the Cake

Let’s face it:  We all love dessert.  Dessert after finishing all of our broccoli is great.  Dessert for no reason is AWESOME.  But what about dessert to deliver news?

I decided a nice, homemade-with-lots-of-love cake would be the best way to tell my husband some very big news.  After all, when I planned to tell him we are expecting our sixth child, I didn’t want him to faint or die or run away!  So  for this newest bundle, I needed something extra special.

The kids knew I was making a cake for Daddy.  They didn’t know why – his birthday was two months ago.  They were curious why I was getting a “6” candle and why I needed baby pink frosting (Stores don’t carry baby blue, I discovered, but that’s okay.  I have big hopes that this will be another daughter to keep company the only other daughter in the house.).  So they watched me make the cake and frost it with the pink frosting.  They watched me assemble little baby carriages around it and put the candle in the center.  I had wanted little plastic crawling babies, but was unable to find any without going to a craft store.  Sigh.  That would have made things much easier.  Anyway, Daddy did not come home until very late, so the kids sadly had to go to bed without any cake.  I waited up for hubby.  I called him impatiently and finally he came home.

He saw something in the microwave and I casually said, “Oh, I baked you a cake.”  He opened the microwave and looked at the cake, quite confused.

“I don’t get it… the 5-year old doesn’t turn 6 for awhile…”  He kept staring at it.  “Do you think I act like I’m six?”  I burst out laughing.

“Of course!  But that’s not what the cake is for.”

“I don’t get it…”

I sighed.  I thought for sure pink frosting  and baby carriages would be a hint.  Obviously not.  “What are these?”  I asked picking up a baby carriage.

“I don’t know…”

Grr.  “They are baby carriages!”

“Okay.”  Still a blank stare!

“Really??  You don’t have any guess at all??!  Okay, we have five kids.  If we had one more, we would have….?”

“Wait.  No.  Really?  Wait.  No.  Are you telling me you’re….”

“Pregnant, yes.  With number six, hence the candle.”

“Wait.  No.  Really??  Are you serious?”  A long pause.  “Okay.  Cool!”

WOW!  That easy!  And to think I could have saved myself so much conversation had I only baked cakes the last five times!

Here is my cake:  Please don’t be harsh.  I am neither a cake decorator nor a great photographer.

pregnant with number 6

Precious Little One

Cliche to say, but it seems like yesterday

You were a newborn baby boy,

Youngest, newest little joy.


Number five, we waited for you to arrive,

Grandparents, uncles, aunts and more

With a brand new treasure to adore.


Precious little one, our hearts you won

Nine months before you made your debut,

And how much more we’ve grown to love you!


You looked at me, two weeks old and smiley,

Always content in everyone’s arms;

You are a baby who brings on the charms.


You took your time, and that was just fine,

Why be in a rush to reach silly milestones

When content and happy in your own loving home?


Precious little One, our hearts you won!

It is hard to accept and hard to realize

One whole year has skipped on by!


Happy birthday, little boy, happy birthday, sweet joy!

I will cherish and love you every day,

For mommies all know, time too quickly flies away.



Turning Five

A few days ago, the only little girl in the house turned five.  Apparently, turning five is a major milestone!

Grandpa called early in the morning to wish her a happy birthday.

“How do you feel now that you are five?” he asked.

“Good,” she replied.

“Do you feel any different?  Has anything changed?”

“Well,” she began, “I can make my own waffles!”

“Oh wow!” She was pleased with his reaction and I guess felt the need to take it up a notch.

“Yep!  And I can make my own cakes and bread and doughnuts!  And I won’t whine anymore or say things with a bad attitude (she imitated a bad attitude ‘I’m sorry’).”

“Wow!”  Again, he was impressed, and she beamed.

Later in the day, I asked the birthday girl to watch her baby brother in his play room for a few minutes while I finished getting dressed.  Her reply?

“Sure, I can do that!  That’s not a big deal at all for a five year old.”

What great ambitions she has!  Now if I could only bottle them up!




Superheros have Birthdays too

Tomorrow the superhero of the house will go from 7 to 8.

Just like that, another age gone by…

Another childhood year to say farewell to, a new one to embrace.

Where do these years go?

They go in photo albums, countless drawings and homemade books;

They go on walls and refrigerator doors;

They run down our cheeks on sad days, and spread across our faces in smiles on all the good days.

To my soon-to-be-8-year-old son (and all his alter-egos): HAPPY BIRTHDAY!