Zachary's Thursday Night ballgame

This baseball season has been a little bit of a struggle.  Zachary has moved up to what they call farm and the kids pitch to each other.  There have been a number of kids hit by the pitcher, Zachary included, and a lot of them are now scared of the ball.  You can see at least half of the kids backing out of the batter's box scared to death.  Zachary has not had a hit since his birthday back in March and he is really dissapointed in himself.  He has a hard time when he doesn't excel in things.  We were on our way to the game Thursday night and he was really quite.  I noticed that the closer we got to the field the quiter he got.  I asked him waht was wrong and he started to tear up and say that he just wanted to hit the ball.  My heart was breaking for him and all I wanted to do was hug him, but he is way to big for that!  So I started telling him about Granddaddy and his love for baseball.  That this should be fun for him and it was always fun for Granddaddy, when he played, when he coached, when he was at the field, or watching the Reds on TV he was always happy with baseball.  I told Z that this should be fun or we shouldn't be doing it.  He said ok mom and got out of the car to join his teammates on the field to practice.  I sat in the car, had a good cry for my baby and prayed to God and asked Granddaddy and Meamaw to watch Z's game and cheer him on to a hit, at least one.  The game starts and he is first to bat, I am sick at my stomach and I can hardly watch.  I am praying over and over, please let him hit it, please let him hit it.  He swings and connects.......foul ball.  I breathe again.  The next pitch, ball 1, again I breathe.  The third pitch he swings, connects and it goes right past the pitcher's mound!!!!  I am up off the bleachers running to 1st with him!  He is thrown out but the look on his face told me that he was ok, he was so happy to have hit it!  I go back to my seat and try not to cry.  He gets back up to bat 3 innings later and again I start my prayer.  He connects on the first pitch and again is thrown out at first.  This time he comes skipping off the field.  I am so proud of him my heart could burst out of my chest.  I leave then to get the little ones and I am crying the whole way home.  I am so happy he is out of his hitting slump, but I know that my Granddaddy and Meamaw were cheering so loud up in Heaven Thursday night and I know that they played a big part in his two hits!

My MeaMaw

While it was great to have my parents out here, there was some sadness along with their trip too.  My Mom's mom had to go into the hospital on the Monday after Noah's birthday.  She had been sick on and off for a while.  She had been in and out of the hospital since my wedding.  She passed away on Thursday, April 22nd.  I thank God that my mom made it home to see her before she passed.  My Meamaw was a great woman and she will be missed by a lot of people, my Paw Paw especially.  They had been married for 64 years and he is lost with out her.  While it is sad to have to say goodbye, it's not really goodbye, it's more like see you later in Heaven.  I am happy that she is free now, no more oxygen, no more wheelchair just her.  I am happy to be able to picture her like that again, it's been a long time.  I am also glad that she now has a front row seat for all of my boys things.  She got to see Zachary play ball Thursday night for the first time in a long time, I am a firm believer that you can check in on us from Heaven.  I know her and granddaddy were cheering him on big time.

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Noah's 1st Birthday!

On Saturday April 17th we had Noah's Birthday Carnival!  I was so much fun.  It's hard to believe that my baby is already a year old.  Time passes so fast with children.  In the blink of an eye they are grown up and doing so much.  I have said before that things are a little sad with Noah.  I know that he is my last baby and I am fine with that, but I am sad that there will be no more 1st birthday's.  My parents flew out to help us celebrate and that was awesome.  It's nice that they are still such a big part of my boys' lives, even if we do live across the country.  We had a lot of friends and family celebrating with us.  There were carnival games and a popcorn and cotton candy machine.  We had a face painter and the chance to win a real goldfish.  A Big Top cake and pinata finished the night.  I was exhausted at the end of the night but it was all worth it.

Noah is an awesome baby.  He is so laid back and go with the flow.  Nothing really ever bothers him, except when he is hungry and then look out!  He walked at 9 months, he climbs on everything.  He has a big attitude in that small body.  He will scream at you when he is mad, he claps his hands at you to get your attention, he loves his brothers!  I think he is a little scared of Isaiah but he loves him nonetheless.  He eats anything that you put in front of him, but he is true to his Mexican heritage!  He loves his beans and rice.  He sleeps alright, better than Isaiah but not as good as Zachary did at his age.  He loves his paci but he doesn't have a lovey like my other two do.  He likes a blue blanket but is not as attached to it as Zachary is to baby and Isaiah is to blankie.   I love having boys and Noah is no exception.  Happy Birthday my little one!