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Name reveal!!!
          
          
          
          Our daughter’s name is…
          
          
          
          Amity Peace!!!
          
          
          
          Or Amy/Missy for short

Name reveal for our daughter coming soon!

Tmw you get mastitis for the fifteenth time and it’s painful to nurse but you gotta keep it together so you can get the twins into the wrap and head to work

When the pregnancy fatigue hits but you also have to take care of three kids under two years old, your Pokémon haven’t been fed, and you have a Dexholder reunion to attend
          
          
          
          Arceus help me.

It truly shocks me how me and X have been married for only two years (well, almost two years now. It’ll be two in December) and I know that as Skye and her siblings (and whatever future siblings she may have) grow up, I’ll be one year closer to being a mother-in-law and a grandma.
          
          Yes, I know Skye just turned a year old. That doesn’t change the fact that she’s my daughter.
          
          It’s different with daughters. When you have a son, the woman marries into your family (usually, unless your son is gay and then it goes both ways) and your son carries on your last name, having kids with your last name, etc.
          
          But with a daughter, when you watch them get married, you feel a sense of loss and sadness.
          
          “Oh, but Y, none of your children are even close to getting married. How do you know how it feels?”
          
          Because my mother told me. She’s had two daughters and zero sons. When I got married, she told me she was happy for me, but almost a little sad for herself… because she felt like she was losing me.
          
          So I’m not saying that I’m gonna lose any of my children. I’m just saying that I get what she means by that.
          
          Sorry for my dumb shower thoughts. I just felt a bit sentimental about the past few years.

I thank Arceus for my family (especially my sis, my husband and my kids)
          
          
          
          But after everything that I’ve been through with them, I gotta say…
          
          
          
          I need to check myself into a mental facility.

The moment you realize you’re not ready for a fourth child but you decide to have one anyways because you’re insane-

Faith thinks I’m crazy.
          
          
          
          Okay maybe I’m a little crazy-

Pregnancy is all fun and games until you realize you gotta get them out somehow 

Happy 1 year to me and my husband ❤️ this year has gone by so fast holy crap