So Different

So for Thanksgiving this year we spent the day driving to Dallas to meet up with my mom and dad. They have Shiana till Christmas leave and we go back to Alabama. Had Golden Corral for dinner and will say that is nothing like a good home cooked Thanksgiving meal. Keylan screamed and cried and latched on as soon as they got around him, but he eventually warmed up to them. Breaks my heart every time to see him do that with family, so glad that in a few months he can get to know them and be around them often. They left early Friday morning and while getting Shiana into their car she gave me a hug and was saying she was going to miss and just about started crying. So now it is day 3 that she has been with them and I am missing her, but she is having fun being able to run around and actually play outside. Jeremy, Keylan, and me went to Bass Pro Shops and looked around and then decided to go to the Ripley's house. Soo thankful that they have a set military discount of 5 dollars per ticket. It would have cost us roughly $70 for everything we did and we only paid $15. Had a blast and Keylan fell asleep during it. Then we headed home.


So on the drive to Dallas I read Heaven Is For Real. Absolutely LOVE the book and cried several times. After having two miscarriages I always wondered if my babies were in heaven or where exactly they went. But after reading the book and the little boy's encounter with his "older" sister (his mom miscarried before he was born), I know that my babies are up there waiting for us. They have got to meet Jeremy's mom and welcomed Granny Gardner and I know that they are being loved so much up there. I wish that I personally could see them or at least know who they were (boy/girl?) but I will just have to wait my turn. 


On another note though, like ALL of my friends are pregnant and the damn baby bug is biting hard. LOL. I love seeing all the belly pictures and the newborn pictures, but I would love to have just one more. I know it won't happen, and my body could not handle being pregnant and having to have another csection and all the complications that come with it. Some might call me selfish for only thinking about myself and my body, but my body is what supports that growing baby and I know the risks that can come from my problems and I would rather avoid those. Maybe in a few years we will look into adoption which is something else that I would love to do.