Hmmm...I keep meaning to get on here and blog but life happens...and happens fast:) Well, it is supposed to be Spring...but it really doesn't seem like it. It is snowing as we speak. Here has been the last couple of weeks in pictures...
Also...just a little update on life...
Colt-All of the sudden is not falling asleep until about 9:30-11. It is driving me crazy!!! We start bedtime at 7:30. It's crazy. We are thinking maybe if we cut out naps but the problem with that is he NEEDS naps! So we are still trying to figure it all out.
Easton-Sleeping great. Eating baby food now and LOVING it. Such a great baby.
Hayden-Challenging phase right now. Very challenging. Love her to death but somedays I think she might BE the death of me:) Definitely stubborn. But she has also been a great helper for me and is loving school now.
I know this isn't long, but I need to clean the house:)
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Easton is 7 months
Dear my Sweet Easton,
Today marks 7 months since you have been outside of my womb. What a month it has been! I cannot even express in words the joy you bring to me every single day, every single moment. I am pretty sure you have some power that makes every person that sees you fall in love with you when they look into your eyes. Easton, you are such a gift to this family. Your smile is contagious and it fills your entire face.
Your sister and your brother absolutely adore you and take care of you at all times during they day. They worry about you when you cry. You just sit and watch them, smiling and laughing away. I can tell you 3 will be great friends. They fight over you. You should feel loved:)
This month has been another huge month for you. You are now sitting up totally by yourself, for long periods at a time. You roll and roll and roll to get to where you want. You are eating cereal and now baby food. You love, love, love bananas.
You grab anything that is in reach and pull it immediately to your mouth. And man do you have a grip! You still love your bouncer, but only if the kids are with you or if Mickey Mouse is on. You also love to watch Praise Babies.
You are such a great sleeper now...well, for you:) You go to sleep around 8:00, eat around 4:30 and then wake around 7:30. You also take at least one good 2 hour nap a day and on good days have another nap as well. You are only nursing at night and first thing in the morning. I still cherish that time with you.
I've been told that you are a little spoiled when it comes to being held:) You love to be in the arms of anyone, especially your momma. I don't mind one bit!
This has been a great month and I am so thankful that God has blessed us with such a happy, healthy little boy. I pray that this next month is just as wonderful!
I love you, sweet boy,
Your Mommy
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Reality
It's late. Everyone is sleeping...except me...as usual. I was just messing around on Facebook and saw where a little boy just died of cancer...I didn't know him...but I have been praying for him for months.
As I was reading his CaringBridge sight that his parents write in, I had Wings playing in the background. For those of you who don't know, Wings is a 1990's comedy show. And then it hit me. I don't like the real world at all. I believe that is why I drown myself in shows like Full House, I Love Lucy, Wings, and so on...they aren't real life. I don't want to believe in the bad that is in our world. It scares me...and makes me anxious beyond belief. I don't watch the news...although I know I should because I should know what the heck is going on. But I don't. Because I don't want to know. I can't watch scary movies...or reality TV (besides the Bachelor:)). This world is evil. And I feel that if I don't know about it, it isn't happening. Because if I do...if I watch those things, it consumes me and all I do is worry, which I know is also wrong. I read a lot. Because when I read, I don't have to think about the things going on in the world. I am wrapped up in pretend. If I don't think or know about what is going on, then it isn't happening. I know, ridiculous.
My husband will tell you this is truth. In his 7 years at the department, I could only handle about a dozen of his stories. The others he knew I couldn't handle. I just can't. My brother is on the Border Patrol. He knows not to tell me anything about it...so he calls Nic. I know this sounds stupid and ignorant, but that is just how I deal with things.
When something happens, I watch the reactions around me. Ever since I was a young girl, I would watch my mom and dad's reaction to something to see if I should be worried or not. I counted on them telling me "it will be all right" or "there is nothing to worry about." I don't know why but I did. I still do. I watch Nic's reaction to something. Sometimes I don't even know how to explain it. I watch the faces around me. If something is wrong, and it won't be ok...then I start to worry.
As an example, when I was pregnant, I would have several ultra sounds (because I am just paranoid). I would watch my dad's face the entire time for any hint of worry or hesitation. When I went in for an ultrasound on December 23, 2007, I could tell right away when something was wrong. Not from the ultra sound itself, but from my dad's face. And that is when I knew I lost my first baby.
So, I know this post probably doesn't make sense to you or you could care less, but I needed to write it out and process everything. It's something that I struggle with. I just don't like reality.
I have more to write but I hear the baby.
As I was reading his CaringBridge sight that his parents write in, I had Wings playing in the background. For those of you who don't know, Wings is a 1990's comedy show. And then it hit me. I don't like the real world at all. I believe that is why I drown myself in shows like Full House, I Love Lucy, Wings, and so on...they aren't real life. I don't want to believe in the bad that is in our world. It scares me...and makes me anxious beyond belief. I don't watch the news...although I know I should because I should know what the heck is going on. But I don't. Because I don't want to know. I can't watch scary movies...or reality TV (besides the Bachelor:)). This world is evil. And I feel that if I don't know about it, it isn't happening. Because if I do...if I watch those things, it consumes me and all I do is worry, which I know is also wrong. I read a lot. Because when I read, I don't have to think about the things going on in the world. I am wrapped up in pretend. If I don't think or know about what is going on, then it isn't happening. I know, ridiculous.
My husband will tell you this is truth. In his 7 years at the department, I could only handle about a dozen of his stories. The others he knew I couldn't handle. I just can't. My brother is on the Border Patrol. He knows not to tell me anything about it...so he calls Nic. I know this sounds stupid and ignorant, but that is just how I deal with things.
When something happens, I watch the reactions around me. Ever since I was a young girl, I would watch my mom and dad's reaction to something to see if I should be worried or not. I counted on them telling me "it will be all right" or "there is nothing to worry about." I don't know why but I did. I still do. I watch Nic's reaction to something. Sometimes I don't even know how to explain it. I watch the faces around me. If something is wrong, and it won't be ok...then I start to worry.
As an example, when I was pregnant, I would have several ultra sounds (because I am just paranoid). I would watch my dad's face the entire time for any hint of worry or hesitation. When I went in for an ultrasound on December 23, 2007, I could tell right away when something was wrong. Not from the ultra sound itself, but from my dad's face. And that is when I knew I lost my first baby.
So, I know this post probably doesn't make sense to you or you could care less, but I needed to write it out and process everything. It's something that I struggle with. I just don't like reality.
I have more to write but I hear the baby.
Monday, March 4, 2013
March is Here...
It is March...I have to remind myself Spring is coming, Spring is coming...it's just not coming fast enough! Not much has changed around here since last post. Nic is getting used to the early morning and his new job, Colt just shoots a basketball all day, Hayden has been GLUED to my side morning and night...BUT is enjoying school (major, major praise), and Easton is growing and changing daily. As a matter of fact, he had his 6 month appointment today and he is 17 pounds and 27 inches (45%ile and 75%ile). The doctor said he looked perfect. But I already knew that:)
I didn't sub any last week so I was able to spend my days with my sweet babies. Nothing more satisfying then being with your children. Here is our March in pictures so far...
Hayden and I have been working on some schooling during the boys' nap time. She is doing and AMAZING job!
I didn't sub any last week so I was able to spend my days with my sweet babies. Nothing more satisfying then being with your children. Here is our March in pictures so far...
Hayden and I have been working on some schooling during the boys' nap time. She is doing and AMAZING job!
Above is a pic of Colt and Dwayne...Colt LOVES watching him play ball.
BOTH sisters were in town this weekend!!
This is how I found the kids this morning:)
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