My name, is Elizabeth, although it usually gets shortened down to just Ellie or Liz. I am 22 years old, and I currently have three jobs, one of which being my own business. I started my family quite young - My oldest child was due the day before my 18th birthday, however, he showed up two weeks late, making me 18 at the time of his birth. Although it has made things markedly more difficult, I wouldn't change a thing. However, that does not mean I think it was a good idea. It was a huge surprise to us when I became pregnant, and I think that planning a pregnancy while that young, is ridiculous. There are no words to describe how difficult, although rewarding, parenting really is.

I am not with the father of my children - it his his loss, not mine at all. He chose other things over our family, and to him, I say good riddance. I am much better off without him in my life, as are the children. Besides, the absense of him in my life, opened me up to meet the man of my dreams, Brent. He's an amazing man...Understanding, trustworthy, compassionate, and sexy as all hell. He makes me feel good about things, and about myself. I feel safe with him, knowing that he is there for me, my ally in this war we all call life. I can talk to him about anything, and he puts the butterflies in my stomach. He's so far beyond words....I don't even know how to express how fortunate I am to have him in my life. I don't know what I did to deserve him, but,it must have been something very, very good. He is currently in school for Network Engineering & Information Securities, and will be graduating in 5 months with his Bachelors Degree. We plan on living together sometime before then, and have discussed the posibility of marriage in our future. I never knew how much I could feel about someone...He's totally knocked me off my feet.


Alexander James is my oldest child. He was due August 25, 2005, at 4:20 am, weighing 9 lbs 5.9 oz, and he was 21.5 inches long. I was in labor with him for 36 hours, two of which I was pushing - he was absolutely NOT coming out. I was taken in for an emergecny c-section, which invariably saved both of our lives. He was in the NICU for a week following his birth, initially because of meconium aspiration, and then because it was discovered that he had no soft spots, a condition called Sagittal Craniosynostosis. When he was 7 months old, he underwent surgery to reshape his skull & build soft spots, which helped him to catch up developmentally, and saved him from a lifetime of headaches & vision issues.

He is now a happy, helpful, sweetheart of an almost 4 year old. I can't believe he is that big already! He loves cars & trucks & balls & all things 'boy'. There is nothing that makes him happier, then making those around him happy as well. Laughter is absolutely his lifeblood. He's Mommy's little Helper in so many ways - any diaper changes for his brother or sister & he is right there with a fresh diaper or a fistful of wipes. Any tears fall, and he's right there with a big smile, a big kiss, and a big hug. He loves to cuddle. He's a real chatterbox now - quite funny since that was one area of development that he was considered delayed in. But, he's got a question or an opinion about everything, and there's no way someone will get by without hearing about it!


Gabriella-Danielle Faith is my miracle princess. She was born August 21st, 2007, at 6:11 pm, by scheduled c-section at 37 weeks. She was a very petite 6 lbs 3 oz, and was 17 tiny inches long. Her very existance, is a miracle. When I was 18 weeks pregnant with her, we were told she had a 0% chance of survival - her father & I were advised to terminate the pregnancy & try again for a healthy baby. Thank God, we didn't listen. We prayed & turned the situation over to God, and he blessed us completely with our little Gabby. At 20 weeks pregnant, the results of the amniocentesis came back, revealing that she has Turners Syndrome - she is missing her 2nd x chromosome. 98% of all little girls concieved with this condition, are miscarried within the first trimester. The remaining 2%, are miracles. She got off to a very rough start with her health - the first four months of her life were spent more in hospitals then at home. She had her first heart surgery at 7 weeks old. We know there will be more heart surgery, as well as kindey surgery, in the future for her, but, we are hoping it will be a very long time before we have to cross that bridge.

Gabby is 2 years old now, and a little ray of sunshine. She's got awesome blonde ringlets, that bounce all over as she runs from person to person. To go with those ringlets, she's also got huge, ice blue eyes, that would absolutely melt anyone. She's a little Diva - I can't believe how differant boys & girls are, personality wise, from the very beginning. She's just as girlie girlie as Alex is a boy. I can't put it any other way then that I was blessed to have her in my life. I thank God every day for letting her be with us.


My itty-bitty, is Jude Robert. He was born March 26th, 2009, at 11:50 am, by scheduled c-section at 39 weeks - he was due on April Fool's Day. He was 7 lbs, 11 oz, and 19.5 inches long. For the first time, I had a completely healthy baby - that feeling, is beyond words exciting to me. Yes, he was named after the song "Hey, Jude". His middle name, Robert, was my Dad's name. He passed away in December 2007, and I feel awful that my son won't be able to know his Grandpa.

Jude is 5 months old now, and by far the happiest baby I have ever seen. He's always chattering his little ooh's and aah's, playing with his toes. He lights up when he sees me or Alex or Gabby, and is really starting to let it be known who he wants to hold him. He's the spitting image of my Dad - I can't help but smile every time I think about that! He is fed a combination of formula & breastmilk, and is doing quite well with it! He'll eat anything that comes into his mouth (watch your fingers!), but he really seems to prefer breastmilk - as long as I can keep making it, he's more then welcome to keep eatting it, it's definetely doing him well!


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Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.

I love those word things... lol idk what to call it "I'm a FORMULA FEEDING / C-SECTION / PEIRCED / ETC mom.... " things... hahaha Where did you get that? i want one too!