Moving On

We would go visit our new home site often. We were very excited.

My tummy grew as our home grew. Lots of changes going on.

We tried to sell our little home on our own, but we ended up hiring an agent to help us sell it. It was a little hard to say good-bye to our first house, but once we had another family member it was clear that we needed more space.

Brandon and Ethan's room had two little toddler beds in it and it was getting tight in there. We had two kitties and one dog (soon two.)

Our one kitty, Spike - Simon's brother - passed away and we had adopted Moose. I still had my dog Justin and soon we would be getting a puppy St. Bernard named Sulley.

But before getting our new puppy, we were being blessed with another child.

While pregnant with our 3rd child, I was told there might be something wrong. I had a blood test come back with some concerns. But with lots of prayers and a Level 2 Ultrasound, we learned we were having a healthy boy. I remember Tom and I looking at our baby on the sonogram and we looked at each other and both said his name. We had been going back and forth on a couple of names, but at that moment we both knew what his name should be. Right then, we named him Noah.

Brandon had started Kindergarten that Fall. We lived a couple of blocks away from the school. On nice days, I would walk Brandon to school with Ethan. But somedays, when I felt very pregnant, I would drive.

One morning I was getting ready to take Brandon. I quickly drove Brandon to school while Tom was in the bathroom getting ready for work. I heard something that concerned me while in the car. When I got home there was something on the television, but I couldn't quite understand what was going on. I yelled to Tom to come in the room.

I said something is happening and you need to see this!

The date was September 11, 2000.

That was a day that changed us all.

God Bless the USA.