Ivalo, Finland, May 2011~

Dear Journal~

Terve! Miita kuuluu? Kiitos hyvaa!

Sari writing.  Sorry I haven't written in so long (five months; my last entry was dated back in JANUARY of this year!!); health, you know.  And the demands of children.  I hope you understand.

I am doing okay, but I have my bad days.  Now that the cold weather has finally let go of our countryside, I can move around easier: the fibromyalaia  is worse when the weather is cold and dreary.  Rainy days are bad, too.  The only days I really get any relief are the warm and mild spring days.

The flowers and trees are popping out all over.  Really beautiul time of year.  And the northern lights are having a field day: just about any clear night and you can be guaranteed to see the northern lights.  They make me happy, but they also make me sad: they make me think of Mother and Father, and I like to think that they dance or walk among the multi-coloured rainbow path.

Nikolas and the children are fine.  Nikolas continues to work many long hours; he has to in order to support me, his disabled wife, and our three very active children.  Oh! Speaking of children: I am pregnant again!  Just found out last week; I am maybe two months along.  So that means in December, around Christmas, I will be having our fourth child!

Our fourth child.  It doesn't seem possible; it seems like a dream ....

Nikolas is, as you can imagine, pleased as can be.  Me, I am not so sure.  I'm not ready for the demands that a new baby brings.  I'm not ready for formula or buying diapers again ... already went through that with the three previous children; now it looks like I will be back to square one just in time for Christmas ....

I haven't told anybody yet; I want people to be surprised when they start to see my emerging belly.  The only one I've really told is Nikolas, and I want him to keep mum about the whole thing until I say otherwise.  Same thing with the children, but then two of them are way too little to understand that they will soon have a new brother or sister to play with ....

I haven't even told my friend, Louie Sandusky, in America: knowing her, she would blab it all over the Internet, and I would be bombarded with e-mails or phone calls, and I don't think I could handle that right now.  I love Louie to death, don't get me wrong, but she is a regular little bugle-mouth.  Secrets just aren't safe with her!  LOL

Well, speaking of children Ilsa is crying for her bottle and a diaper change, and it sounds like Erick just fell down the stairs: he's crying up a storm.  I'd better see to them.  I will write in here again soon; sorry it has been so long.  Until next time, this is Sari Constantinos saying Nakemiin!

~Sari.  :)