When I

When I was in the 8th grade I started wanting less family time and more time with my friends. I often planned my week around who was spending the night(I rarely spent the night away). I lived with Mema Pat, who most of you know is cool and always made sure the fridge was stocked. She carted me from cheerleading events, friends houses, baseball games, birthdays etc. She was the very, very best.

I was thinking about how busy we are these days and was trying to remember a time when I/We wasn't busy. When my calendar was open or when we didn't have an obligation. I remembered that when I was a kid I was always running to the next event or commitment. I also remember saying when I get big, when I can drive, when I get my own house......When I have my own children....

Here I am. All grown up. I'm thankful for all the when I's. I am thankful for Mema Pat and all that carting around. I am thankful for that full fridge at Mema Pats house. My friends and I ate almost all night. Ha, candy, macaroni, cokes, you name it. All my bad eating habits began there. Her home was full of love and while I wanted more time with my friends, I also did not want to leave the comfort of her house.

I hope these triplets grow into their own. I hope they say plenty of "When I's..." I also hope I don't blink and all the when I's are a reality. I want to relish in this moment. The moment of them being babies. The moments of me carrying them. The moments of me and Whit holding their bottles. This is easy. Them growing up is the hard part.

Our miracle story was in the Waco Today this month. It was a beautiful testament to Dr. Wheeler, his staff and the Hillcrest NICU. He should have been on the cover. He deserved every inch of print. He saved all three of our babies. Love that man. We are the focus family for the March of Dimes benefit. We are looking forward to seeing the beautiful video Holmes Photographic has put together!

Tomorrow we head to Cooks. Becker is having a hernia repair surgery. Please keep us in your prayers as we travel and as he makes his recovery. Tonight when I put him in bed he seemed too small to have any kind of surgery....soon he will be saying "When I.."

Have a good weekend everyone...oh and sic em'