Another morning

Yea, I woke up in so much pain this morning! My arms and calves and hips hurt. I couldn't even lift Isabella. And when Zander (my 2 year old) said good morning adn then tried to hug me, that hug was difficult. It ached.
I have so many wonderful blessings. I have a great fiance', and my children are healthy and amazing. Let me take a moment to tell you about my kids, because hopefully it will cheer me up this morning. I feel kind of like crying because of the pain. I hate waiting for my medication to kick in, it makes me feel like some kind of junkie.

Joseph Robert is 11 years old. He was born on new years eve, and my little brain. He is so much like me, he loves reading and does good with math. He is very creative and loves babies. When Isabella was first born, she was very tiny and he loved holding her and talking about how tiny her fingers and toes were. In fact, until recently, every time i turned around he was holding her, haha. Now I think he still would if she wasn't so heavy! I hope Joey has children in his fture more than I do the other kids, because he is at his best when he is around little ones.

Anastasia is not my biological daughter. She is my stepdaughter. She is 10, and she and I get along great. She is quirky, silly, and sweet. She has a very generous heart, and that is something I admire about her all the time. She is an outdoors tomboy kind of girl, and is always up for an adventure.

Zachary, age 8, is my other class clown. He is creative, and I don't think he is even capable of thinking inside the box. He loves sports, and plays soccer like it's his life dream. He is very loving, too. He wants to be a professional athlete when he grows up and that makes me so proud!

Mason, age 3, is Daddy's little clone. He is a showoff and loves dancing. He is just like his siblings in being a cuddle bug. He spends a lot of time trying to do whatever his daddy is doing. He learns quickly, and in fact talks well, can also use sign language, and can read a little, too.

Zander is mommy's boy one day, daddy's boy the next. He loves music and art more than anything else. He has an amazing capacity for remembering songs (although cannot ever remember where his socks go on his body) and sings often. My favorite is when he sings with his angelic voice as we ride the bus to the grocery store. The other riders really seem to enjoy it. unfortunatly, sometimes he uses that angelic voise to sing songs like "shout at the devil". haha.

Isabella is the one I have to try to limit myself on writing about. As I mentioned, Anastasia is my stepdaughter, and although we are close, she has a mother of her own. Since my first child I longed desperatly for a little girl to share that bond with and it was worth the wait. Isabella was a surprise, to sya the least, and I was grateful for her, despite the crazy timing. I knew 3 under 3 would be a tough time, but I didn't care. When I found out I was having a girl, it brought me to tears of joy. I taught myself to sew so tha tI could make her beautiful things without going broke. She was born premature, and weighed only 5 lbs, but was strong and healthy otherwise. And she is full of personality! She loves to be read to, and loves music just like her siblings. she was meant for me to be her mom, because hse loves frilly dresses and her favorite toy is her little purse. She is quite the little clown, also. Although she was a preemie, She made up for it, too. She is one year old, but wears size 2toddler, and weighs as much as Zander does! She is tall and very, very chubby. I am still breastfeeding her at this point, although I am trying to wean her so I can try a different medication for my fibromyalgia. And because breastfeeding is making her a little too chubby.

ok so I feel a little better. my medication kicked in. I do feel like some kind of junkie though. Argh. I hate mornings and I just wish I could find a way for the pain to not be so bad when I wake up. I am already dreading tomorrow morning and I haven't experienced this day yet.