Three?!? Really, it has already been three years?!? A little hard to believe at times, and then at times it feels like ten years! Our sweet Hugh "Hubey" William is three years old today.
You, our sweet boy, add so much joy to our lives. The joy started from the moment we found out I was pregnant. We knew you would change our lives forever, but I don't think we knew how much change one child could really bring. You can bring the change...you brought it from day one and you bring it everyday!
It is hard to look back and remember the last year (it was much easier when I was blogging every week)...I can barely remember last week. You have grown so much this past year...more in personality than weight (about three pounds this year isn't much...wish I could say the same for my weight gain).
You have shown us what an incredible big brother you are - you adore Judah. He is your best bud. You are such a big helper - you want to help all the time (I wish I could be a more relaxed mom and let you help more...that is a goal of mine for your third year). I am looking forward to you helping with the new baby - since you still tend to enjoy waking in the night, you can take the middle of the night feeding. You are going to be a terrific big brother to this new brother as well. You already love talking to my belly.
We learned that God is always in control (we already knew this, but the constant reminder is always needed for us) and that you are His child and He has entrusted us to raise you. We saw you be so strong during your first surgery (and hopefully, your last) this past year. God is continuing to show us that He is in control with your recent RAD diagnosis. You make life interesting...we would rather you keep things boring.
You are a tender hearted child and tears can come very easily for you. God is tempering my heart to not just dismiss your tears...He is teaching me a lot about compassion and patience. Thank you my sweet boy for being patient with me as we figure each other out. You are so verbal, but as your teacher said to me today, you are a one on one talker. Big groups are hard for you - you are normally seen on the edge of a group or doing your own thing. I love that you care about others and choose a more peaceful route most times (however, I do wish at times that you would stand up for yourself rather than back down). You are not one to follow the crowd and we love it...it may just be because you are three, but we'll take it for you. We pray you always follow the Lord and not others.
You continue to love to learn...I just wish I wasn't so lazy and would teach you more. You know your letters, letter sounds (thank you LeapFrog), colors, shapes, numbers (1-20), many Bible verses, and so much more...we got lots to work on this year and you are so excited. You still do a lot of "baby" talk...however, at times I think you are actually making up your own language since you'll repeat a lot of the same phrases...just so you know, it drives me CRAZY...like really crazy and I ask you to stop constantly. We love that you love to learn and pray this never ends. You still love to read anything and could sit for hours with books. We love to sit the Lord plant seeds in your heart to desire to read stories from His word and to learn verses. We pray these verses are written on your heart.
You are a great eater (you wouldn't know by the weight gain). You'll try lots of different foods, but you still mostly finish to enjoy a treat. It works for us and you get lots of treats. You are a sugar baby...a baby after my own heart. You LOVE candy! And we still give you treats for using the potty...yep, that will last forever...no joke.
You are a child on the go and would like to go somewhere everyday. Sorry buddy, but Mama likes to stay home...in her pjs ALL day! The grocery store is even a great place to go for you...unless Daddy is doing yard work or washing the cars...you LOVE your special time with Daddy and wouldn't trade it for the world. You are still Daddy's boy, but you are very sweet to me as well. You still LOVE your Grammas and Papas, your aunts and uncles, and your cousins...especially Logan...you love Logan. I love that you love your family so much.
You are crazy energy all the time...and still think sleep is overrated. You can read a clock...at least you know the number seven! I am sure napping is going out the window this year and that is sad...just plain sad. So, now you'll just have "rest" time for a VERY long time.
It has been such a great year with so many firsts - you can swim (yay! one of the most exciting things for us to watch as a parent), your first time in a wedding (you looked so handsome in your "burrito"), riding a bike (you still prefer your trike...you are FAST), your first kill (a nice, soft duck...we were so proud), using vasoline as hair gel, getting the BEST haircut ever, and the list goes on. You make us laugh and pull out our hair everyday. You say the funniest things and we so look forward to seeing your personality grow more and more. We look forward to your fourth year of life!
Yep, we are in for three boys come early March! My gut told me boy...and it was a boy (my gut told me girl on Judah...and it was a boy...we make boys). A girl would have been lots of fun, but we are very excited for another sweet and fun boy. I love third boys...shoot, I married one. And one day (like thirty-five years from now), there will be a girl just like me looking for our third boy. We haven't fully decided yet on the name, but I think we are close...we'll see. So, how did we announce...well, my sister-in-law gave me a great idea. We took our sealed "sex" envelope to a baker and she made cake pops for us.
Blue or pink cake to reveal our third baby.
Well, we had to spice it up a little...we told her all white and one blue if we were having a boy, or all blue and one pink for a girl. So, we knew as soon as we bit into the cake pop and saw the white that we were having a boy...but our guests did not...they had to go around and find the colored cake pop...and my sister found the blue one.
God has blessed us with exactly what we need...soon to be three beautiful boys. We have big prayers for these brothers and pray God will do big things in their lives. Our prayer for our boys is that they will be the best of friends...encouraging one another, spurring one another in righteousness, and of course, driving one another crazy because that is what brothers do!
Clearly, I have been on a blogging hiatus. Work has been kicking my tail coupled with chasing after two tornadoes, dirtying my house, eating take-out, and having to eat every treat (you know, for the baby)…it takes a lot out of a girl. So, blogging gets moved to the back burner…as does cleaning my house and cooking real meals (Jake loves our “left-over” nights on the weekly meal plan…a little hard to have when there was nothing left-over from a meal that was never cooked…oops). Actually, I tried to type up a post on the pregnancy like a month ago and then I started watching Friday Night Lights on Netflix…and I got distracted, oh well. So, now I am back…with one big post with “what is new with the Saylors”…
Hugh is going to be three in a week…hard to believe we’ll have a three year-old. He continues to be his own deal…does not follow his peers or conform to others, who knows…maybe that is in the future? This is truly a child who walks to the beat of his own drum. He talks, talks, and talks…all the time. He is kind and has such a soft, tender heart…the Lord is teaching me a lot about a tender hearted child. His brother is still his best-friend and he looks forward to another little brother (yep, I know this baby is a boy…just like I knew Judah was a girl, but I REALLY am certain this time)…Jake thinks I am brainwashing him to be on Team Brother, but I am not – you ask him what the baby is and he’ll say brother. However, if you go into further detail and say, “Do you think the baby is a baby brother like Judah or baby sister like Evie?” and then he’ll say, “A baby sister like Evie…two Evies, I want two Evies.” I can guarantee you there will not be two Evies. He was recently diagnosed with reactive airway disease (RAD), so we are figuring that out…it could end up not being a big deal or it could be…time will tell, but we don’t worry about it – it is what it is and it comes as no surprise that Hugh was diagnosed with it…he will be the kid to get it all.
Judah is crazy as ever…walking everywhere and quickly on his way to running! He is always trying to repeat what we say and we are working on animal sounds…he’ll have some down one day and act like he has never heard the sounds next day…oh well. It is so fun to watch his personality come out more and more each day…our boys are SO different. Watching Judah at the splash pad makes me laugh out loud and others as well…he is so crazy…he likes to get sprayed directly in the face and then just runs around like it is the best thing ever. He lives to play outside and could live in the water. He is fun and has so much fire in him – he makes us laugh and smile everyday. Thankful to say Judah LOVES milk and he survives on it so it is a good thing he loves it! He has no idea that he is going to be a big brother and I am sure won’t know until about a year after the baby comes. Judah is still our baby…shoot, I still give him bottles and rock him every chance I get. It is crazy to think we are moving him to Hugh’s room in two months…my baby in a big boy bed?!?! Still hard to believe this sweet baby boy is going to be a big brother in less than five months!
So, I have been feeling fine…still get sick every once in a while (it is not a pregnancy for me unless vomiting is involved), but no big deal. I started writing this post like a month ago when I was still feeling gross and not wanting to eat…well, that has changed…REALLY changed. I could eat all day now…and I do. I could seriously sit and eat an entire bag of mint oreos in one sitting…and there shouldn’t be judgment if I have. Seriously, mint oreos are one of the best things ever and so are bagels with cream cheese and egg burritos. Honestly, this time around I didn’t really have any food aversions…I could touch chicken and I could eat eggs everyday. Yes, this pregnancy has been different than my first two…but clearly what I learned from Judah’s pregnancy is that all pregnancies are different…and different pregnancies don’t mean girls. I haven’t been as sick this time around (Jake would disagree), but I also only stopped pumping a month before we got pregnant so my hormones were already all sorts of jack-y. I am totally on Team Boy this time around…and Jake is playing for Team Girl and the deal is if this baby is a girl, Jake can name her. We would be thrilled with a boy or a girl…we pray for a healthy baby. I see my life with three boys right now, but I am sure I could also see myself with two boys and a girl (I would have so many wonderful fashion tips to teach her…1. A hair tie is always needed. 2. Flip flops can be worn with every outfit. 3. College t-shirts are the best…period. 4. Yoga pants are awesome. 5. Running shorts with built-in underwear…need I say more?…like I said, lots to teach her…at least she would have fashionable aunts that would be able to help her out). And we don’t find out the sex of our babies…that is our thing. Well, it was our thing until Jake decided he REALLY wanted to know this time (like a ten year-old girl REALLY wants to meet Justin Bieber)…so, we’ll find out…on Wednesday (and I’ll be fine with it…I am totally good not knowing). But in our dramatic fashion (because I need a more dramatic announcement), we will get the sex in a sealed envelope…and will open it over the weekend in a dramatic fashion…just wait for it.
So wait for the next update…next week…promise…it won’t be another month. And it will be the big announcement…think blue!