Does Finley look comfortable or what? As you can see he fits right in with the family.

What little cuties. Yes, Emerson still has her binkie. I just haven't thought it important to get rid of it yet.

Finley loves to sleep on his back and he even snores. Marcus doesn't even snore!

Ainsley LOVES when its' her turn to nap with Finley, but most of the time he would rather play with her hair than rest.
For those of you that know me, you know that I am RARELY at a loss for words. However, I have not written much lately because I just don't know what to say. Life continues on like normal, as if nothing at all out of the ordinary happened to us last year. Sometimes I take great comfort in that and other times, it bothers me something fierce. I am a new person now, a different person. Some might say I am better than before, some worse, but I just say different. I will forever view the world as changed, no more rose-colored glasses I guess, and I will never look at a newborn the same again. I hear women who speak of pregnancy, childbirth and the like very nonchalant, very carefree, and that is not a bad thing. I am not one of them though and have not been since my second child Emerson, but maybe I listen to them so intently because I am jealous, envious. I can not lie, I still ask the questions, "Why have all of my births been so difficult, so life-threatening? Am I not supposed to have children? Is the next one going to be even worse?" I have to wonder as our trend has gone from bad, to worse, to horrible. Then I come back to my senses and think, "What could be worse?" and I remember that the Lord loves me and I can not deny that. Through all of the grief of losing Eden, my testimony of my Savior has grown and I can say now without a doubt that He loves me and truly guides my life. It is just so hard, for me at least, to not be in control of everything around me, but if I had complete control then where would my faith be? I still mourn, I still cry, I still get angry and overwhelmed, but six months later I am healing. I laugh more, I hug more, and I love more. Those are good things in my opinion. My love for Marcus is deeper, more complete now and I cherish Ainsley and Emerson and every moment with them. I even love our little Finley. I am really not much of a pet person, but he has been so very therapeutic for me. What a perfect addition to our family. Thank you to all of you who reach out to me with kindness and friendship, for those who don't know what to say but let me know they love me. I will forever be grateful for the friends the Lord has given me for they make the healing possible.