Never did I imagine I would be able to say I have 5 kids. I remember being 15 years old and telling everyone I was never having kids. That was most likely due to the fact that I had 5 brothers and sisters and was burnt out on babysitting and sharing literally everything. Yet here I am, with 5 kids, still sharing everything. Technically I only birthed 4 of them, but step kids count too. Little backstory, I am 36 years old and just recently had my 4 th boy. He was a surprise baby, the best surprise in the world, but still a surprise. My other 3 boys are 17, 16 and 13 years old and my step daughter is 15. I thought for a while trying to find the best way to document my new baby journey and the rest of my chaotic life and I decided what better way than a blog. Having a baby at 35 is a lot different than having a baby at 23, let me tell you. Pregnancy is much harder on your body, and then not getting enough sleep almost kills you. But then you see those big baby blues and tha...
Ramblings of a mother.