Happy Birthday to my Elijah Bean

I know...I have just barely decided to return to blogging, and I am about to disappear, again. This time doesn't have as much to do with my own lunacy (although it  *is* a little bit crazy)! I am going to attempt to catch a hop to the states with all four of my kiddos on Wednesday. (and Thursday and/or Friday, if Wednesday doesn't work out).

For those of you who have NO idea what I am talking about, I will explain. One of the benefits of being military and also being stationed overseas is that we can catch VERY low cost flights on military planes. The downside of that is that you can only fly in and out of military bases. The upside of that (for me, anyway) is that my family lives just a stone's throw away from one. Or two or three;)

Aside from our moves across the ocean (which total THREE, so far!) I have always taken hops home so that my family could know my kids. It is cool that my third born son can say that he was only eight months old, the first time he flew in a C-5:) It's a far cry from First Class (or even "Economy Class") but you can't beat $3.75 for a trans Atlantic flight!

In  other news, my lastest baby turns five (FIVE!?!) tomorrow. We celebrated in Saturday with a few close friends. And pizza. And cake:) He is really such a cool little kid. Every little thing just makes him insanely happy. He is the polar opposite of me, and I love him for that:)

It is still hard to believe that my little (SURPRISE!)* miracle was born five, whole years ago! It is hard to really comprehend where all of these years have gone!

*I will close this post with a PSA. Breastfeeding is NOT a reliable form of birth control. After three pregnancies, you would think that I might have taken that a little more seriously...but "it has worked with the previous two, so why wouldn't it work this time???" does NOT mean that it will work again. Ethan was only eight months old and still being exclusively breastfed when his brother was conceived. Ethan was eleven months old when I found out that my preferred form of birth control had failed me. I will never forget how I felt when I went in for my ultrasound to date the pregnancy. I expected to see a little gummi bear bouncing around in there...but was instead greeted by the grainy image of his big ol' thirteen week old noggin. I was shocked, for sure...but if I could go back in time, I wouldn't change a thing.

Comments

[Lisa Cameron]

Happy Birthday Sweet Elijah and good luck hitching a flight "home"!

[Solvi]

Has it already been 5 YEARS????? Well, Happy Belated Birthday to your "Lil' Surprise", who was so VERY obviously well worth the initial shock.... Girl, I miss you, and wish you a VERY safe flight(s), and here's to hoping that you're already there enjoying the family!!!!

[Jacq]

Happy Belated to your little one! So glad you've decided to keep blogging!