Dos Meses

 Here he is!  Two months old!  Our sweet little T-Bug!  He has been such a joy in our family.  He is a good baby.  He sleeps well until about 2 or 3 in the morning and then he grunts until about 7.  He is our most chill baby, but he is also the loudest.  The doctor told me at the last appointment that I needed to record his grunting so he can listen to it when he is older.

 This month he is 10 lb. 15 oz. (30%)  22.5 inches tall (31%)  and his head is 15.5 inches (33%).  He is really growing.  Except his head this time which is now more proportionate than it was last month.  No more giant cranium action here.

 He doesn't like being on his tummy very long, but it is the best way to clean out his nose.  He still keeps his eyes open wide so he can absorb all the information he can.  He may be lactose intolerant (Which may explain the grunting).  He has really chappy cheeks, which we just started remedying (is that even a word?) today.  They are look much better and he may have normal cheeks next month.  He loves to smile and coo.  I love it.  He has such a chill personality.  He will hang out for a long time by himself before he decides he need some attention.  We love this little guy in our family.

We got to go on a trip to Washington (posts on that later) and on the way home we made a brief stop in Utah to visit family!  Here he is with one of his Great Grandpas.  I don't know why I didn't get a photo of him with his other one.

 A photo with one of his Great Grandmas.  (Again the whole don't know why I didn't get a photo with his other one.)

We love and adore you little T-Bug!

Overjoyed and Overwhelmed

Supremo discovered the other day that if he iced his face, that the swelling in his sinuses goes down.  He was using just the baby ice packs, but convinced me that it helped so much that he needed something more.  While browsing at the local KMart we found 'the mask', so for $ 2.99 I became the wife of the Blue Bandit.  He was so gracious to pose for me.

 Graham has been a really good dog, especially with T-Bug.  He pretty much leaves him alone, so as a reward we got him the biggest bone we could find.  It has been almost two weeks since we gave it to him and he is still working on it.  It was hilarious to see him haul it around the first couple of days.

Just growing up.  Way too fast.  He looks so much older now.  Still don't know who he looks like.

First bath.  Not his favorite.  Usually I give them a bath in the duck, that has been passed down, since I think I was a little feffler.  I couldn't find it, and boy did this boy stink.  I did find the duck later though, and the bath was so much easier.  Photos on that later.

The day I was waiting for.  My kiddos got to come home.  Let me be the first to say...  If you can have a chance to send your kids to grandma's house for two weeks after having a baby.  DO IT!  I missed the kids, but I recovered so much faster.  It was such a blessing.  Thanks Mom, Dad, and the Grels!

We went to Denver to pick them up and got to spend the day with Supremo's sister.  She has such a beautiful house, and she lives in the most amazing area.  We will be visiting her more often. It was so much fun to spend time with her. Thanks Sarah!!!!

We got home and the Diva just had to have some photos with her little brother.  She is so good to him.

It is so great to have all my kids with me.  I just love it.  At the same time, I am feeling so overwhelmed.  Not with homeschool or having more kids.  It's the dishes, laundry, and cooking.  I sure wish I could pull a Mary Poppins now days.  Things would be a SNAP!  I sometimes wonder if I am going to make it with 4 kids.  Thank goodness I am the not the first woman in the world to have to do so.  I have seen lots of women survive, and do amazing jobs.  Maybe one day I'll have it figured out.  Until then, I will just continue to have green days.

Talking With Angels

First of all, I wanted to show you how skinny this boy's legs are.  I still can't believe they haven't picked up any bulk, since the rest of him has.  So cute.

Now, I don't like to disagree with doctors very often, but sometimes they just aren't correct.  A least when it comes to this matter, I don't believe they are.  Lot's of times when babies are having a REM cycle they smile.  Or they just smile when they are sleeping.  Doctors will say that they are smiling because of gas.  Well, I know what gas is, and I smile (no I laugh) about it when I am with my kids or my sisters.  But, I also know that gas can be so uncomfortable.  Painfully uncomfortable.  There was this one time, when this girl I know had to go to the E.R. for gas pains.

I have come to the conclusion that babies can't be smiling because of gas.  They don't know the humor of it yet, and if they are having the painful version, well, they just cry.  

Babies smile because they are getting their last minute instructions from angels.  

 So here is T-Bug talking with his angels.  It just makes so much more sense to me than the doctor version of babies smiling.

Listening intently on how to best push his mother's buttons, and then being so adorable, that she can't be mad at all.

Smiling because he can't wait to test this latest information out.  Such a fun little boy.

All Growed Up

 The other day the boys decided that they needed to help the Supremo with the yard.  It was a great evening.  While the Noodle took his first turn, (in the background) Chief and the Diva took care of the things they thought needed to get done.  (Climbing trees.)

 The Diva and her messy dinner face, except you can't tell because I finally learned how to fix those blemishes.  Woot!

 Chief taking his turn in the back yard.  He was hilarious.  He went so fast and which ever way he wanted.

 After his turn I asked him what he thought, and this is the pose he gave me.

 Diva cheering on her brothers.  It was so cute.  She kept clapping and saying 'You can do it.  Keep moving!'

 Her big jump after the boys did a good job.

 Graham just loved being outside with the family.  He couldn't stop running around.

 Chief trying to make a sad face when he had to wait for another turn.  It didn't work.

Noodle's first attempt at mowing.  It was almost too much for me.  I just wanted to cry, I couldn't believe how grown up he seemed.

Can you believe I actually remembered to grab my camera.  While experimenting with it we ended up taking 250 pictures.  I found the rapid fire button and it is awesome.  The blog just can't handle all those photos.

Waiting for Brother

We are down to just 9 more weeks until we have a new little boy in our family.  First of all.  I am so thankful this pregnancy has gone faster than the last three.  Maybe it was all the moves and stress.  Second. This has been my most uncomfortable and painful pregnancy.  I have a lovely varicose vein on one of my legs that almost runs the entire length.  I may have a hernia, but they really can't do anything because of how close I am.  (The doctor thinks it's a hernia.)  Third.  The Supremo will get to take a week off from work when this little guy is born.  Woot!  He is so busy all the time.

Anyway, I finally decided that it was time to get this boy some clothes of his very own.  I got rid of everything boy when we moved.  I thought I was done having boys.  We headed to the nearest shopping town (an hour away) and got him a few things.  Clothes, onesies, blankets, pacifiers, and bottles.  I am still doing cloth diapers, and we were already set on those.  The "Little Joeys" from Rumparooz are so adorable.  They are so tiny, I can't wait to use them.  We are for sure able to make it a couple of days if not a week without doing laundry.  Maybe I will venture out again to get a couple more things.

The Diva cannot wait for her baby brother.  She even had to give us a fashion show of his new outfit.  What are we going to do with her?

New is Never New

We got the Supremo some new couches for Father's Day.  We have had two gliders as our primary sitting place for watching movies for the last 4 years.  It's not much fun to watch movies as a family when there is no where to sit. 

We were so excited as we got a nice sofa and chair and a half.  Laz-e-boy!  

Enter this little Diva.  Only a few hours after they were delivered she decided it would be a good idea to go potty on them.  As you will notice The Noodle is only sitting on one side of the couch.  She had taken care of the other side.  At least the couch was broken in quickly.

We had to run a few places in town and my boys were being so fun.  Like not at each other's throats.  

Love these two monsters!

Mo Squito

One of the things that makes going out in the evenings for family events hard is the mosquitos.  Sunday we went for a walk and the boys came home with lots of mosquito bites.  Even Supremo.  The Diva and I got away scott free!  I felt so bad as I was wiping Dr. Christopher's Sting & Bites formula over 6-7 bites each on the back of the boys legs.
I was ready for the next evening out.  I bought some bug spray and nothing was going to get us.  I sprayed myself and the kids and though nothing of it.  Not so smart on my part.  Why?  When you are pregnant, things don't fit or stay the way you want them to.  I guess I was exposing my lower back to some very hungry mosquitos.  Not on purpose mind you.  I woke up today with 5 bites in a nice straight row.  I will not be posting a picture as this is not the most beautiful thing to see.
Lesson learned -  Next time I wear the maternity pants that go all the way up my belly and back.  Do spray the kids again.  That seemed to work.

Pregnancy Moment

These moments happen to me more often than I care to share.  Today was the ultimate.  Let's start back, way back to when I was about 8.  My mom signed me up for piano lessons,  which I ended up taking for 10 years.  One of the greatest things that has been a long part of my life.  Playing the piano was my escape.  I could pound on the keys and they would not get hurt, or mad at me.  If I was feeling blue, I could slow things down.  Happy days, happy music.  The piano and I are wonderful friends.

Fast forward to today.  Every Sunday I get to sing with the children at church.  I am one of the lucky Primary Music Directors for the church we go to and I love it.  Also, on each Sunday, I get to play the piano for closing so there isn't lots of switching around.
I sat down as usual to play the song 'Love One Another.'  I looked at the music, then I looked at the keys and I couldn't do it.  It was like trying to read a foreign language.  I couldn't find Middle C.  I couldn't do anything.  If the world would have depended on me playing that song to save it,  well, it wouldn't exist anymore.  Sad, sad day.  Thank goodness there were some other women that could play and they took over for me.

I did get home and play the song later on, so not all is lost.  Phew.