Time to Move to a Bigger Condo

When I found out I was pregnant AGAIN...This being my 4th baby, I was still in total shock! I had been taking the “mini-pill”, because I was still producing milk, from having my baby in September.

It was Springtime and I remember like it was yesterday. I had an extra pregnancy test hidden away in my bathroom drawer. I decided to take the test, even though I wasn't late. I was feeling a little tired and queasy, and in the back of my mind, I knew I was pregnant.

So in March 2002, we found out baby number 4 was on the way.

The pregnancy was pretty much typical. No pre-term labor, no bed rest. Pretty much your perfect pregnancy.

In November 2002, my third sweet, little girl was born weighing in at 6 pounds 6.6 ounces. Little did we know, the '6-6-6' would be a forewarning of a fussy, temperamental child who screams loud enough to reach the depths of Hades! The youngest of four, she claims her space and her time from mommy and daddy, and does not allow herself to be lost amongst the crowd.

She is now a 4 year old Big Pre-school girl, who rides the bus. She is a mamma's girl and loves to help me around the house, and every now and again throws her dad a bone with a little snuggle time.

She is a tiny little thing, with a wonderfully BIG personality. She will steal the hearts of boys, and fight her way to the top of whatever mountain she chooses to climb!