~We must teach our children, it is not how the world percieves you that matters, it is how you percieve yourself that matters to the world.~ Erica Trent.
Nevadah: Meaning "snow covered".
She was born 9-9-99, at 1:08pm. Weighing 8lbs 10oz.
My little baby Roo.
A lot of people ask if we named her Nevadah because we were married in Nevada, but no, we didn't, I found the name in a namebook, and we both liked it. I added the H at the end after her cousin Rebekkah, I thought it was pretty, and it stuck.
Nevadah is a daddy's girl, looks and acts just like her dad. She is 100% Trent.
Nev is my little Joey, as in a baby Kangaroo who never left her mama's pouch. She stuck to me like glue, and I held her so much that I am sure thats what enabled her from walking till she was 16 months old! She couldn't learn to walk if she was never set down! Oh, the irony.
Nev is the glue that holds us together. She is always there to help me when I need her, and such a little mommy to Bum. She was there through the whole birth of London and I am forever grateful to her for that. How's that for 10 hours of Health class! Nothing like hands on experience in my opinion. Yea, it may have scarred her for life, but hey, no one said I was a perfect mom!
Bum: To live by begging and scavenging from place to place.
"Took In" on Monday, Martin Luther king
day, January 21, 2008 at 5:19am weighing 8lbs 11oz.
My little baby bird.
I bet your wondering where Bum got his name. Well, basically when I found out I was having a boy, I knew he'd be a Bum. Anyone who knows me, knows I was always anti-boy, and couldn't stand the thought of having one myself. Well, the dreadful day of the ultra sound confirmed my worst fears, and sure enough, it was a BOY. At that moment I decided I would raise this baby completely opposite as I did Nev, (I was majorly OCD when she was a baby and it drove me to needing meds for 4yrs). In addition to that, money was tight since I wasn't working anymore and so I did all my baby shopping at Goodwill and thrift stores. Everything he has ever had is second hand. I wasted thousands on Nev, and she never used or wore half the stuff I bought. I made up my mind I would go opposite route with this baby, besides, he's a boy, who cares right? They don't need matching clothes, or cute shoes, heck, they don't even need a bath, boys are supposed to be dirty! lol. Bum is my little mama's boy. He's strong and sweet, and usually will eat anything that don't eat him first. I don't know what I'd do without him now, he is my whole world, and I love him so much it hurts.
He will always have an interesting story to tell about himself. He was born with 11 fingers, he had an extra pinky on his right hand. It was removed when he was a week old. Too bad it wasn't functional, or I'd have left it, cause thats just cool. I heard someone say, children born with extra digits are psychic. I wonder if thats true. If you don't believe me about the finger, I can show you, cause I kept it. Yes, I said I kept it. It is in a ring box in his time capsule. Some people think that is discusting, but I don't. Besides, I never said I was a perfect mother.
Born Wednesday Nov 3, 2010. 4:19pm weighing 9lbs 5oz.
My little Piglet.
Nicknames: "Pretty", & "Little".
If this isn't a dedicated big brother, I don't know what is. Eric was 7 when I married Brian, and 8 when Nev was born. 16 when Bum came along, and 19 for London, you've been there for them all these yrs, thanks big bro!
A story of devine intervention.