Wednesday, January 27, 2010
This is featured on the cover of STAR magazine. This is what she looked like while pregnant. And you're telling me she looks like this one year after giving birth to EIGHT CHILDREN?! I don't mean to rewrite this post but there's no way. Maybe I'm just bitter. Maybe I'm jealous my tummy doesn't boast a taut lil' button. But seeing that mag cover clearly urked something in me. And that something is...just be honest. Rock that killer body and give praises to the medicine that helped you. I know I shouldn't care. Maybe it's my new photoshop class that's giving me license to claim bull...
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
So I can now do 20 times the amount that I've already done. For $5.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
I was admitted in the hospital for eight days at week 34 to keep the babies from coming early. I was put on magnesium sulfate and it felt worse than any flu I've ever had- but obviously a small sacrifice to keep the babies healthy and growing.
I remember their birth in following highlights:
*I was terrified of going back into the hospital and having them send me home because it 'wasn't time.' So I kept praying that after 36 weeks my water would break so I would really know. It broke. Seriously broke. Mike was putting on his shoes to leave for work and I just started laughing because fortheloveofgod the fluids would not stop coming! It was like a hose was gushing out of my, you know, and I just kept laughing.
Maxwell Daniel, 5 lbs. 10 oz.
Ella Vita, 4 lbs. 14 oz.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Mom, I really do want to be like you when I grow up. Happy Birthday. We LOVE you so much.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Google accounts link blogger with Picasa, etc., so I guess I'm out of room. Before I pay the money I wanted to see if this has happened to anyone else. If so, after you paid was everything back to normal? Thanks!
Monday, January 4, 2010
You are a great big brother. You have become the leader of your little party of two. Together, you and your sister travel from room to room in the house. Sometimes you chose to crawl on all fours, but for the most part you continue to army crawl. And you're fast! You have two new bottom teeth poking through. I think they are bothering you at night, but you are mostly a very happy boy. Your smile is HUGE and I love how special you make me feel when you give it to me. You love to be silly and make your family laugh. You love to clap. Especially when I'm feeding you in your high chair. And the food goes everywhere when your hand wackes it out. You think this is HILARIOUS. Ha. Ha. You love when your Dad 'gets you.' You start crawling down the hall, then you look back to see if he's going to chase after you and you squeal with delight! You and Ella love your 'activity table' from your big cousin Charli. Your favorite is dancing against it when the music comes on. You make your Dad and I laugh so hard because your dance moves are, ummm, basically thrusting against the table. Silly boy. You are still sleeping in your own bed, in your own room. I simply cannot say it enough, I love you so much sweet boy.
You are beautiful. I LOVE seeing you change all the time. You are still independent and strong willed, but you've recently started copying your brother. You clap when he claps, you wave when he waves, you even laugh when he does- but it's a ridiculous fake laugh. That makes me laugh too. You like to blow bubbles and make funny noises. You are a smart girl. You copy me when I say 'da da da,' and then when I say 'ma ma ma.' You LOVE to be naked. Seriously. When I take your clothes off for bath time you squeal and squirm out of my arms. If I let you down, you're off and crawling- so fast!!! You laugh and parade around, 'Look at me! No clothes!' Silly naked girl. You and your brother are finally getting hair, but you are kind of over me putting headbands in. You pull them off and look at me, like, really? A flower? Ok, fine. You love to swing. You love to explore. The minute the front door opens you are outside on the front porch. You look around with urgency, afraid you'll miss something. You still love animals. You love Sadie and like to see the donkeys on our walks. You put everything in your mouth. And you get so mad at me when I try to take it out. Sorry sweets, rocks aren't for babies. You don't have any teeth yet but I imagine they are coming any day now. You are incredible and I thank God for you and Maxwell. This family loves you both so very, very much.