Sunday, April 21, 2013

Saturday Snugs

Saturday afternoon Pat took the boys out to get Crocs while I stayed home with Lilah. It was supposed to be a quick trip but then he called and asked if I wanted him to take the boys out to eat so I could have more of a break. Ummm I'm pretty sure you knew the answer to that one before you called! Love that man.
Since Lilah was sleepy I had big plans to put her down, sit on the couch and watch an episode of Law and Order while eating a cupcake. Bliss. But then she fell asleep on me while I was burping her and I just couldn't put her down. It's rare I can just let her sleep on me during the day bc one of her brothers is usually climbing on my head or asking for a snack. So she slept on me for an hour and a half until the boys burst into the house like tornadoes. And it was perfect.


And then that night after the boys were in bed, Pat and I took turns howling at her to get her to smile. Let it be known that I am the first person that Lilah ever smiled at and Fin is my witness. But last night Pats game was tight and she was all about her daddy. Smiling and flirting shamelessly.





I would've been jealous but I was too busy melting.

Friday, April 19, 2013

You've been forewarned

I pity her future boyfriends. We will call this duo phase 1. If they make it past these brothers, they still have to face Phase 2. Enter her 6'7" dad. Sorry I'm not sorry.









Tuesday, April 16, 2013

New mom advice

Having been a new mom three times over now, there is a lot of practical things I"ve learned along the way as well as things I want my daughter to know when she is a new mom one day. I may not remember these things to tell her b/c at that point I'll be sleeping 12+ hours a night (please God) and milk stains on my shirt will be a thing of the past. So I want to record it here... None of it's wise, all of it's practical.
1) The day you bring your baby home from the hospital is the hardest day. Every day after that will get easier as you and your baby get to know each other. I say this as an encouragement. Every day you can tell yourself, "tomorrow will be easier then today", and know it to be true.
2) Fresh sheets make a world of difference in the newborn haze. It will make you feel like the rest of your house is clean and is so refreshing to climb into when you're done with a late night feeding. I don't care if you do no other laundry...wash your sheets at least once a week.
3) When people offer to help, let them. They are not offering because they think you need it or that you're doing a bad job. They're offering b/c anyone that has had a newborn, knows how valuable it is to have an extra pair of hands to rock the baby while you shower or catch a nap. They do not mean it as an insult, they mean it as a blessing to you.
4) Try babywearing. And try different kinds. It will free up your hands and miraculously put your baby to sleep without you having to do anything. If your baby hates the wrap, try the Ergo or Ring sling. Don't get discouraged easily. Just because your baby may not take to one kind doesn't mean the whole thing is a wash.
5) Don't put yourself down to your husband. Just because you feel like a mess postpartum, and you're stomach looks like biscuit dough, he has seen you do the most amazing thing in the world...birth him a child. And to him, you're superwoman. So when he says you look great, know he's being sincere. Plus, if you're nursing, your boobs have probably grown about 3 times their normal size, and that's all he cares about anyway :o)
6) Never leave the house without nursing pads. Especially when going to church. Because the second you hear a child cry, even if it's not your own, the milk is going to start flowing.
7) When people ask how you are, be honest. Don't say, "fine" if you feel like a hot mess of hormones. Be genuine, share your struggles. Chances are if you're talking to a mom, they have felt exactly how you have felt and there is comfort knowing you will survive it. Ask for prayer when you feel you need it. Being vulnerable is God given.
8) Don't freak out when you don't have a flat stomach within an hour of giving birth. Every day your stomach will shrink a little smaller. Don't compare yourself to celebrities who are a size 2 when leaving the hospital. They have had tummy tucks. It's no mystery that every teensy celebrity has a 2 week stay in the hospital following having a child. They are getting work done. You're real. Embrace what you're body has created and accomplished, don't hate it.
9) Those first few weeks, after all your help is gone, treat yourself to something every day. It doesn't have to be anything big, but it will give you something to look forward to every day and make you feel cared for. The drive thru at Sonic saw me every day for my diet vanilla coke that first week after Pat went back to work. It was needed.
10) It's ok to take a minute. If your baby has been fussy all day and you feel like you are losing it, put the baby in the crib, close the door and go sit outside for a few minutes. A break from the crying will calm your nerves. Everyone needs a moment of sanity to be a better mom.
11) I've learned that boy or girl...they both can shoot pee and poop quite some distance. Do not change the baby on your bed. There will be poop on your bed. It's guaranteed.
12) Do a bathtime every night in the beginning. It helps signal to the baby that day is done, night is beginning, and it also wears them out to hopefully go in a deep sleep afterwards.
13) Give nursing a try. It will be so much harder then the bottle in the beginning, and it's ok if you end up bottle feeding. But just try it. I feel so strongly about this not because I have any judgement for those who formula feed, but because the bond of nursing your baby is an incredible feeling to experiance. It will become painful for a while, but the pain WILL go away. So try to push through it.
14) Babies miraculously calm down outside. If nothing else works, go outside during fussy time.
15) This time of your baby being completely dependent on you is exhausting but so incredible. That feeling of a newborn draped on your body is such a high. Soak in the little moments. Know you will sleep again. But also know that you'll miss those sleepless nights.

Saturday, April 13, 2013

Words of encouragement

Recent words of encouragement from my husband in the past week amidst the chaos...

Encouraging...
"You're doing a great job. You're such a good mom."

Not so much...
"Don't worry, it will only be crazy like this for at most like...a year. You can do anything for a year!".





Thursday, April 11, 2013

Spring loves

Longest winter ever. We've made up for it by being at a park every morning this week. It's a huge triumph to me if I can get us all dressed and there :) Not gonna lie, 2 out of 4 days this week I've been there in my pjs, milk stains on my shirt, with my glasses on. 3/4ths of us dressed ain't bad!
Soaking up the sunshine with these three(!) makes my heart happy.










Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Some of the firsts...

First time meeting family. (Wish I'd gotten pics of everyone!)

















First sponge bath. Not a fan.


First "tubby" bath. I bathe her every night before bed as her signal that it's bedtime. My mom gave us that advice when we had Fin and its worked really well for all of our babies. Bathe, nurse wrapped in a cozy blanket to warm up, get all swaddled up, out for the night :)


First time wearing a dress. We all swooned at the cuteness :)





First holiday...Easter. She was 10 days old!


First time in a stroller.


First time laying outside.


First trip to Sonic. This is sacred stuff.


First time at Nanny's house. You call her Nanny, I call her my "angel of mercy" during postpartum times. Such a help and encourager to me as I sift through the baby blues.


First time making friends with the living room lamp :)


Third baby and every first is still just as precious.

Monday, April 8, 2013

And then there were 5...

As soon as I had Lilah, I was dying to see the boys and have them meet her. Finley had been so SO excited about meeting her and he would always describe it to me as, "I can't wait to come to the hospital, crawl in bed with you and you'll show me Lilah and I'll be so happy and hold her".
A few of my sisters had the boys that day and they brought them to the hospital as soon as I texted them that she was here. Here's our lovefest for Lilah as the boys meet her for the first time...












It may look like I'm upset here but I was actually saying to Fin, "How did you learn how to hold her so well??". He was so proud.




Squishy baby face
















Getting their big brother gifts. Puzzle for Cole and legos for Fin.




Look at those big old baby feet. Daddy's little girl.
















They're in love...








In case you were wondering how Pat's bonded with his first daughter...I'll let the pics speak for themselves...
















So yea, they're pretty smitten with each other.
As have the boys been with their new sister since she's been home...




Fin would hold her all day and all night if we let him...and would lay on top of her...and smother her in kisses. Suffice to say the child would get loved to death by him if we let him. He is giddy in love with her and told me she was his "favorite person in the world" on the second day after she came home. I love the love he has for her.
Watching America's Funniest Home Videos with her.








Cole has shown NO jealousy of Lilah since she came home which I'm very grateful for. He doesn't ask to hold her much but he brings her ALL (and I mean all) of her blankies at once, or lays a bunny on her, or pulls up a chair to talk to her...




Here I caught him on the porch talking to her, "Hey Baby Yidah, what you doing? Talk to me...TALK! Why aren't you talking??". Then he rocked her carseat aggressively to show her love until I stepped in :o) Those two don't really get any "alone time" together and probably won't until Lilah can send out SOS signals.
While there have been a lot of chaotic moments of having 3 kids ages 4 and under, I'm so grateful that the transition of having Lilah in our family has not ben stressful or upsetting to the boys. It's just been one big lovefest in that regard.

Ps- thank you to my sister Nicole for the hospital pics. I treasure them.