Maybe Tomorrow

The girls speak in full sentences now.  It amazes me what comes out of their mouths these days.  They now have the ability to tell me what they want, and what they don’t want for that matter, when it comes to anything and everything.  They tell me what they want to eat or what they don’t want or when they want more of something or when they are finished eating.  They tell me when they want their diaper changed or when they don’t want it changed which generally is opposite of what nature has really called for.  They tell me when they don’t feel like getting dressed (one minute or two minutes is a common response) and Avery often tells me what she wants to wear (no, not that, this one, I like this one).  They also tell me no and to go away when they don’t want to be bothered with something such as getting in their car seat. 

Their ability to express their wants and needs is wonderful and amazing but can also be less than desirable sometimes as well.  The saying that cracks me up the most probably because they both use if so much is “maybe tomorrow”.  Children obviously pick up on sayings from their parents and I guess Justin and I did use that phrase some in response to them.  But they both use it a TON.  (Hopefully we don’t use it that much). It is funny though because they both use it in slightly different ways.  Avery generally uses it in a way that most people use it….if something doesn’t occur today, then maybe it will occur tomorrow.  For example, I might be leaving to the store.  Avery might say Mommy going to Giant and I would respond, no I’m actually going to a clothing store.  Avery would respond back and say, “maybe tomorrow”.  Emerson on the other hand adds emotion to her phrase much of the time.  For example, if I say Emerson can I have a hug and a kiss and she isn’t in the mood, she will quickly say “No.”.  Immediately she will realize that her response wasn’t nice, so she will say ‘mabye tomorrow’ with a little sad face.

The truth is I love the phrase. I grin every time I hear one of them say it.  It fits.  Maybe tomorrow we will go to the park, maybe tomorrow we will eat chicken nuggets, maybe tomorrow we will go to the store, maybe tomorrow we will feel like giving extra hugs.  Maybe tomorrow is not a promise, just the understanding that something is not today and the thought that it may be tomorrow gives us something to look forward.  And as we anticipate what may be tomorrow, we are thankful for our blessings today.

 

My Time With Harper

My time with Harper is coming to an end.  This is my last week at home with her.  I’m sad about it but I know that we have had a good 11 weeks together.  She has been such a good baby since her arrival in EVERY aspect.  She has been efficient at nursing since the first moment she latched on at the hospital and her sleeping patterns have been excellent since the first night in the hospital as well.  She rarely cries…only if she gets VERY hungry (which doesn’t happen often) or if she gets very constipated (which also does not happen very often).  She is just a happy little baby who loves being spoken to and smiled at.  So while I am not looking forward to going back to work (primarily because of the administrative BS that occurred as a result of being on disability at the time of the split), I can say that I feel like Harper and I had a lot of quality time together during our 11 weeks together.  Ana still worked her regular 3 ½ day week schedule while I was on maternity leave, so for much of the week Avery and Emerson had their special time bonding with Ana, while I truly did get to focus on Harper.  Harper and I went for a lot of walks mostly in the stroller, a few with her in the Baby Bjorn, and a few with her watching me on the treadmill.  We ran errands to the grocery store, to the drug store, to buy clothes, and many other odds and ends.  We spent a lot of time nursing and cuddling and even took a few awesome naps together.  And of course we did spend some time with Avery, Emerson, Daddy, Grandma, Grandpa, and friends which was pretty awesome too. 

My time with Harper was much different than with the girls.  With the girls, I think it was more about survival.  Don’t get me wrong, I certainly enjoyed them but there wasn’t a lot of time those first few months for me to really just sit, relax, and enjoy them all at the same time.  With Harper, not only was the difference that she was 1 baby verses 2 babies, but also she was so easy to care for.  A feeding took no more than 20 minutes maximum with the average feeding being 10 minutes.  She goes to sleep unassisted and only one night to date have I had to get out of bed multiple time in response to her weak little cry.  At night when she wakes she is slow to come out of her full sleep so she is quiet and wakes no one in the house.  After she nurses for 10 minutes she falls back asleep right away.  There is even no middle of the night diaper changing making the night time routine that much easier.  When her sisters are throwing tantrums, wanting attention or just requiring basic parental duties, Harper patiently waits for her sisters to have their turn until Mommy or Daddy have a free hand.

And here we are at 11 weeks and two days old to be exact, one week until I go back to work.  In preparation for my return to work and coming up with a schedule, the day she turned 11 weeks we put her in her own crib in her own room. (Until then she had been sleeping in a pack n play in our room). It was much later than when we put the girls in their crib but Harper was so good and only waking up once a night (and not waking Justin when she woke) that it wasn’t a big deal to keep her in our room that long. Even as I sit here in bed after putting the girls to sleep, Harper lay on her boppy pillow cooing and smiling as her daddy and I both work separately on our laptops.  And as her content little body starts dozing, I start to tear up thinking about how great our time was together.  I have no regrets about how any of our days were spent and I wouldn’t change a thing these past 2 ½ months.  Baby Harper, Mommy loves you so much.  You are the perfect addition to our family!  

Cox’s Farm Fall Festival

Justin took the day off of work yesterday so we could take the girls to the Cox’s Farm Fall Festival.  We wanted to take them on a weekday so that it would be less of a crowd and cheaper admission.  As it turned out while admission was cheaper, it was probably busier than some weekends due to a bunch of Maryland daycare centers having field trips there. It was Grandma’s day of the week to watch the girls so she came with us to join in the fun.  What a difference a year makes!  Last year, while we had a great time, I found myself thinking that Avery and Emerson would really be able to enjoy the festival more next year and that they did indeed!  It was a beautiful sunny day; temperature was perfect in the high 60’s….almost identical to the weather we had last year. 

We packed as much as we could into three hours before the girls were exhausted and it was time for us to call it a day. We started slow to ease the girls into it by climbing on some hay. Next stop was some kid’s show.  We arrived towards the end but I think he (the performer) was rapping (to some extent) some kids songs.  All I know was that I was wanting to get my groove on and Emerson was getting her groove on. We only stayed for a few minutes but long enough to snap a few pictures with Daddy before moving on to the slides. 

As I was waiting for Grandma and Daddy to come down the slide with the girls I couldn’t help but laugh at this goat who kept getting in this position.  

Oh and by the way, in case you are wondering where Harper was, this is how she spent much of the afternoon (except when I was on the slide…she was then lucky enough to hang out in her stroller). 

Throughout the afternoon we went on three different slides.  All three adults took turns throughout the afternoon with each girl.  

Emerson was brave enough to even try a slide herself a few times….

…which ultimately left Mommy, Daddy, and Grandma going down the slide alone on that particular turn. 

We also went on the hayride, which we did not do last year.  WOW, was I impressed!  I was thinking it would be a five minute ride through some cornfields with some scarecrows. I couldn’t have been more wrong.  I swear the ride had to have been over 15 minutes and we saw EVERYTHING!  We went through haunted houses, water, a town with a jail and general store, saw zoo animals, aliens, cartoon characters, disney characters, and MUCH MORE!  Avery sat with Daddy and overall enjoyed the ride with the exception of the haunted house.  

Emerson sat with Mommy.  She cried at first…then finally stopped but only to stay lying down buried in Mommy’s lap with her eyes closed for the entire ride. (Not certain what Daddy was actually trying to capture here…LOL!)

We had more success this year at taking our pictures in the staged frames. 

We even found the perfect one for all three girls to be in together. 

And we found the Kid Only (Little Kid) Zone that we somehow missed last year.  The girls had a fun time playing on the train, driving the tractor, and catching the bubbles. 

Harper just watched it all…

And on the way out, we all picked out our pumpkin and tried for that family of five picture.  It took a few snaps but we got some okay ones.  

I look at these pictures and still can’t believe I am lucky enough to call each of them mine.  I love my family and truly am blessed!  We all had a fun time and look forward to going to this event again next year!

 

October Heat

This past weekend was so hot out it felt more like August than October.  It felt like we should be in the pool, not the pumpkin patch, but I am not complaining.  I love extending the summer wardrobe for as long as I can!

We started the weekend early by going up to New Jersey for the day to visit Gigi and Papa Mac.  Justin couldn’t take off work, plus it would have been a very tight fit in the car with an additional person, so my parents and I took the girls.  Besides the difficulty the girls gave us getting into their carseats on the way home, they were very well behaved.  Avery and Emerson were talking up a storm, especially with Gigi.  Gigi had just come home from the rehab center a few days prior so we went to her house first and then went to visit Papa Mac afterwards at the rehab center.  Here is baby Harper meeting Gigi and Papa Mac for the first time. 

 

Saturday morning we went up to good old Church Street in Vienna for Octoberfest.  We do what we do best at festivals and walked up the block past all the booths, but truly interested in none of them.  After a quick walk by past the food booths and the beer tent, we settled in the green area for some music and snacks.

It was so hot and my mommy PA (Parental Assessment) was low as I forgot sunscreen and a hat for Harper so we didn’t stay too long.  Next stop was Chick Fila for lunch.  These girls especially Avery are apparently chicken nugget connoisseurs because Avery wouldn’t touch them just from the smell and Emerson barely ate two small ones. Wendy’s clearly is the chicken nugget of choice.  Anyway, after lunch we went to a pumpkin patch in Reston and despite the sweltering August like weather had a great time. 

Sunday evening before dinner we walked up to Wolftrap playground where the girls and Justin and I had a great time playing.  I’m finally starting to get my energy back and it feels awesome.  I even moved up to pushing the double stroller and even ran some on the way home.  (I was selective about what streets I ran on because I didn’t want to many drivers passing bye to have to see so much jiggle jangle:)) This really is huge because I haven’t really done much down and dirty playing with the girls to date.  I got pregnant with Harper before the girls were really running around all that much outside and while I was pregnant I was only feeling good to keep up with them during the second trimester, so I finally feel like I am back!  Anyway, here are some pictures of the girls having a good time. 

And once again the weekend came to an end.  Fortunately this lucky mama has 4 more weeks at home before returning back to work!

 

Broken

Two weeks ago Justin and I were in the car with the girls.  Avery was in the middle row and for some reason when we were at a stop light she told Justin and I her eyes were “broken.”  We questioned if she really said what we thought we just heard so we asked her to repeat it and sure enough we heard her correctly. It was like a knife in our chests but I really didn’t think Avery meant what she said.  I think she had a patch on at the time so part of me chalked it up to something regarding the patch or her eye being itchy but I certainly didn’t think she equated it to her eyes not working correctly.  While Avery hasn’t said her eyes are broken since, fast forward two weeks to tonight.  Justin was putting on Emerson’s “special sleeping shoes” for the third night in a row, and as he was strapping them, she said, “my feet broken”.  WOW….talk about not only a knife in the chest yet again, but also this time reality that girls are smarter than we were giving them credit.  Emerson then proceeded to point to her eyes, then Avery, and say contacts.  The girls absolutely know that contacts and patching are Avery’s special thing and that the sleeping shoes are Emerson’s special things and they both actually seem to enjoy their “special thing”…granted Emerson’s is relatively new and the first night was awful but has gotten a little better each day. So Justin and I were really taken back when we realized that the girls also associated each of their “special things” with being broken :(.  These are the moments that make being a parent tough!