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Friday, April 25, 2014

Edwin: Two Months

Oh, melt my heart. My little serious model.

Not going to lie...month two has not been glamorous. All four of us got a bad cold. And not at the same time, of course. But one at a time spreading out over a two and a half week span. What I didnt know is that if a 5 week old runs a fever you need to go straight to the hospital. Then got really freaked out when I arrived by myself and they immediately started xrays and spinal taps. Everything came back negative and we got to go home later that day. Thank goodness. Seeing a tiny little guy so sick made me feel so helpless. I dont think I will ever forget that little (huge huge) cough you had. It was heartbreaking.

You two month check up also sent us back to Vandy because there was a chance you had a broken collar bone. WHAT? I know right. With all the other things we were honing in on we missed that you would cry if we picked you up the wrong way or messed with your shoulder. Again, thank goodness its not broken.

You have finally started smiling. You will even give us a big grin when we laugh.

Right before you got sick, your sweet Aunt YaYa threw you a Sip and See just like your sisters. The food was out of this world. I was so nervous no one would show up. I guess that is my own insecurities cause the house was packed full of Win fans and the two hours were a world wind of hugs and snuggles.

You love LOVE bath time. 

At the beginning of the month, you would only turn your head toward my voice but are now turning to ole dadman and following your sister while running around all crazy like.

You are so strong. Your arms and legs thrash around like a ninja.

Watch out...Because that sister of yours loves you to death. It makes me smile when I see her try to comfort you and run for a bottle or paci to make sure your ok. She also will be the first to tell you "Baby, quiet" if you are crying too much for her liking.

You still sleep a lot and a whole lot more than your sister. We have differently been more relax with you, letting you snuggle with me during a nap time and during the night. I guess its bad when we get Ellie up in the mornings, she goes straight to our bed to find you and is confused if you are actually in your pack n play.

 Edwin, my seriously little man. You make me so happy. Though the month was not the best and your cough is still not gone, I love how well you go with the flow. Sometimes you would go through your entire wardrobe in one afternoon with the peeing and the vomiting, but i cant help but look at those brown eyes and melt. I personally think you are the coolest boy on the block. And since you have Lyell for a dad, you might actually have a cool gene to make that statement true. You are growing faster than needed, so if you could slow down a little that would really help me. We are down to just a couple of days before my maternity leave is up. Oh, tears. Just thinking about it makes the last month seem like a waste. Winter babies really have it the worst. I start questioning everything. Do we have a strong enough bond? Have I held you enough? Are you happy? Right now you are sleeping on your fathers chest and I think I am going to stop uploading pictures and steal you right off of him to cuddle till Ellie gets home. Love you to the moon and back little man. Love, Mom

Here comes Peter Cotton Tail

Two weekends ago, Samatha invited us over for Easter crafts and a picnic.
We had a blast and now Ellie is even more in love with hanging out with the big kids. 

^^Yep, guess who slept through the whole thing. Shocker. ^^

  ^^ I mean, I cant tell you how much I love this picture. Just a few years ago I was doing the same poses with their moms. Ok, that makes us sound old and unable to get into photographs.
Ladies, we need to keep taking group shots of us too. ^^

Thank you for inviting us. Samantha is such an awesome mom. She still surprises me and makes me strive to just like her. Later on in the week, Ellie had an Easter Egg hunt at her school. She was very unsure at first, but once she figured it out...off she went. 

I didn't take my camera to Boston. I mean, you have to pick and chose your battles and unfortunately my breast pump won that fight. So I am waiting on some pictures Richard took before I post...which are way better than anything I could take. Annoying but true. I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter holiday. We sure did!

Blogger Time

After watching the documentary American Blogger yesterday, I have a second wind with my own blog. I wanted to watch the documentary at first because it had a handful of bloggers  that I follow in the movie. It was not a very good documentary but it did remind me was why I really starting blogging in the first place. My own little corner of the internet...its kinda powerful and scary. Its all therapeutic for me. It makes me really look at my day or month. It slows me down even for a moment and know I am a good person and mother. I think everyone needs to think good things about themselves now and again. I am also not saying if you don't blog about your kids, you are not doing it right. Its just right for me and my lifestyle.

I am not a writer and most of my post are full of grammatical errors. (I know this because my brother and sister like to point them out). I have never done this for a light to shine on me or to portray my life as fabulous. I first did it to find myself again. Then kids came along and I naturally decided to make them an online baby book. My mother was great at taking pictures and all four of us kids have four albums each of wonderful memories from birth to graduation. She still has not given them to us, but the books are there to rifle through when we are all at home. Laugh at the bad haircuts and post throw back Thursdays images.

A great point in the documentary was how little we know about our ancestors. Maybe we know there names and where they came from. Things like that. One of my mothers favorite things are notes that her mother had sent to her own mother while traveling the world with the Red Cross. To see my grandmothers thoughts written down as a young twenty something was so neat to see for all of us. A small part of her life captured through a four page letter.

So I might be lacking in post lately but its here for my kids to look back on and see a sliver of our daily routines, funny moments, big milestones and bumps in the road. I have several "draft posts" just sitting for me to finish...so I am taking a deep breath and will start tackling them.

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Ellie says...

"Ellie sees poop".

"No Mommy, go away".

"No Benny, go sit".

"Benny. Come. Sit. Now". 

***As you can tell, very bossy sentences. Perfect description of the oldest child***

Ellie and Win have started taking baths together, with his little tub sitting in the big tub. This has started the talk of differences between girls and boys. Lulus (as we call it) and penises. We have had LOTS of talks about them...

Ellie (sitting on the potty at my parents house): "Ellie lulu"
Me: "Yes, Ellie has a lulu"
Ellie: "Mommy lulu".
Me: "Yes, girls have lulus and boys have penises".
**Wheels are turning in that big noggin of hers...light bulb goes off**
Ellie: "Papa PENIS!!!!"
Oh goodness.