Growing

Wow.

It still works!

Limbo.

New baby means there is a pack in play in our room. However, the baby sleeps in a bassinet (which we then place on the pack-in-play). Mom (that's me) has been commanded by the doc to drink inordinate amounts of water and thus lugs around a huge jug of water everywhere. When it was time for bed, I heaved this jug into the pack in play where I could reach it in the middle of the night (not by baby). Dad - after taking pictures of the cute baby, tossed the camera in the pack in play. Water spilled somehow sometime during the night and wasn't discovered until 3 am when I wanted a drink. Hence, the camera is now being thoroughly dried. I hope that works....

Belated

King turned... well, maybe he'd prefer I didn't tell you how old, but he got officially older about two weeks ago. Mason made him a birthday crown out of a paper plate. King smiled graciously at my attempt at his birthday gift. That's all I have to say about it. So, albeit late- Happy Birthday King! We love you!
*picture explanation... its the most recent one I have...

I love Saturdays

About two weeks ago we were out of the basics: milk, bread, etc. I decided that ready or not, I was going to need to brave taking two kids to the store. I didn't really want to take Little Lady out in public yet (she was only two weeks old) but it was that or starve...
How did it go? It was a Disaster. That's right, with a capital D! Mason cried because he couldn't walk or push the cart. Lady cried... not sure why. I almost cried. And we were hurrying!!
Yesterday I went to the store again.
NO ONE CRIED THE WHOLE TIME!


That's because I went by myself.

"Hold it?"

Big brother often refers to sister as "baby" or "it." Poor girl. She DOES have a name.
So, "Hold it?" is a frequent phrase we hear around our house now. Accompanying it are, "Eat!" (as he tries to force the binki into sleeping sister's mouth) "Wake Up!" (so he can "hold it") and "Baby Sister" (spoken at random times throughout the day).
Very fun/ny, if not quite politically or grammatically correct.

Does anyone else think he looks so proud, and she looks like she's crying for help?

Twice Blessed

So I've had a lot of down time the last few days... imagine that. What with the hospital, and then staying in bed most of the day... I've had a little time to think. Inevitably, I find myself thinking back to when child number one was born. What's been the same? What is different? How different these two children already are!! But I also remember feeling so overwhelmed, and so inadequate. (I didn't know how easy I had it with one!) Knowing this feeling is sure to come the minute King goes back to work and Mom has to go back to school, I've decided to be proactive and get my thinking oriented in a new way before I can (and will) feel overwhelmed. So, here's a pre-reminder to myself of all the blessings I have. I'm not just blessed, I'm twice blessed.
1. Little Lady came early.
2. King got to take a whole week off of work.
1. Little Lady is extremely healthy.
2. Mason has medicine and is on the home-stretch of getting better.
1. Little Lady is a GREAT sleeper- even through noise!
2. Mason can make all the noise he wants and usually does without me having to shush him.
1. Little Lady eats pretty good.
2. It's the perfect time to read or play peek-a-boo with Mason.
1. King has taken over the double role of bread-winner and bread-maker for the week.
2. Mom is came up several times this week so I could keep resting and adjusting.
1. Mason loves to say good morning to Little Lady.
2. Little Lady can't tell me "no" yet.
1. When Mason is having a hard time since Mom is holding baby sister AGAIN, he can come and lay on my lap and get a backrub too.
2. When my lap is too full and I'm hurting, its because I have TWO wonderful children who don't really mean to wiggle so much, and soon I'll feel better and be able to hold them both comfortably.
1. I can sleep at night... finally.
2. Except for when Little Lady gets up, but then I get to HOLD the reason I can't sleep.
1. I get the chance to develop more patience- really this is a good thing.
2. If I can't get up to help Mason do something I've asked, I get the practice of talking him through it and being patient.... I keep trying to tell myself this will be a blessing.
1. I have Mason, my fun-loving, energetic little boy to play with, teach, hold, chase, and fill up hours while King is at work.
2. I have little Lady to cuddle with (since Mason won't), and hold, and be reminded how close Heaven is.
1. King has a good job- though the hours will be long the next few months, we have a warm, safe house.
2. King is FANTASTIC at helping out when he gets home- we ALL love to see him!

Now there are four.

1/12/2010
6 lbs 15 oz
20 in long.
Beautiful.

All Dressed Up

I'm not sure how dressed up he'd ever be if it weren't for his Grandma's!
The suit? Grandma S.


The warm coat and boots: Grandma D.
(The way too big hat... me. See what I mean?)


This Sunday suit: Again, Grandma D.
Thanks!
PS- that shirt was tucked in 3 1/2 seconds before.... really.

"Nightmares"

Little man Mason woke up in the middle of the night a few days ago crying. He came out of his room crying, "Off me. Peanut Butter. Off me. Peanut Butter." Some kids dream of monsters, others of sticky fingers. I'll take his nightmares any day.
(He really does hate sticky things on his hands.)