Definitely mine

That's exactly how I sleep, so I'm told. :o) Mouth wide open and and my head turned to the side buried in a pillow (or whatever).

Waking up is hard to do

Ahhh, to be on vacation again where we would keep the kids up so late at night that Aidan would sleep in until 9:00 or later. Even then we didn't have to go anywhere or do anything so eventually the kids would end up in our bed and we'd hang out for a little while. Which wasn't easy to do considering that bed is lucky if it's a full.

The proof is in the picture where the alarm clock reads 9:49. That's probably a first and a last for us.

Some of my favorite moments are in the morning ("after the initial shock and  "I don't wanna wake up yet" are over) and the kids and I hang out in bed for awhile. Aidan usually has brought a book along so he reads and Ella tries to steal his book and his paci.

Disgusting.

I was hoping to take a shower about now, or before...but the little people are making sure it doesn't happen. It's only been since Saturday, what's the big deal?

So Aidan just walked up to me and said in his  'imitating me how I talk to him and Ella voice'

"Hi mom, you're so cute!"

and this is where Cary would say "Oh mercy me, I can tell you are around your mother all day".

Bwahahah!

Aidan also tells me that my earrings are cute on a regular basis.

I think it's hilarious.

Look how big Sam-o is getting!

Dan, Melanie, kids, Tara, Abby and Jesse all came over the other night to hang out.

and watch the Cardinals beat the Packers in overtime.

Look at all that t-r-o-u-b-l-e in the corner

I don't have very many pictures or good pictures since I kind of forgot about taking pictures until the end.

Regression #2?

I don't know what's up with this.

I came in the room to find him swinging in the swing with the music going.

What a turkey.

forgotten photos

I forgot about these photos that I took during our visit with family

So I'll post them today

Looking over grandpa's shoulder. I have more pictures of Ella because she's an easier target than Aidan. :o)

Loving Two

I don't know about everyone else, but when I was pregnant with Ella occasionally I would get worried about what I was doing to Aidan and how having another baby was going to affect him, etc...(I'm sure alot of that is hormones!) :o)  Anyway, I totally related to this and thought it was cute.

Loving Two

I walk along holding your 2-year-old hand, basking in the glow of our magical relationship. Suddenly I feel a kick from within, as if to remind me that our time alone is limited. And I wonder: how could I ever love another child as I love you?

Then he is born, and I watch you. I watch the pain you feel at having to share me as you’ve never shared me before.

I hear you telling me in your own way, “Please love only me”. And I hear myself telling you in mine, “I can’t”, knowing, in fact, that I never can again.

You cry. I cry with you. I almost see our new baby as an intruder on the precious relationship we once shared. A relationship we can never quite have again.

But then, barely noticing, I find myself attached to that new being, and feeling almost guilty. I’m afraid to let you see me enjoying him, as though I am betraying you.

But then I notice your resentment change, first to curiosity, then to protectiveness, finally to genuine affection.

More days pass, and we are settling into a new routine. The memory of days with just the two of us is fading fast.

But something else is replacing those wonderful times we shared, just we two. There are new times – only now, we are three. I watch the love between you grow, the way you look at each other, touch each other.

I watch how he adores you – as I have for so long. I see how excited you are by each of his new accomplishments. And I begin to realize that I haven’t taken something from you, I’ve given something to you. I notice that I am no longer afraid to share my love openly with both of you.
I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are, but equally strong. And my question is finally answered, to my amazement. Yes, I can love another child as much as I love you – only differently.

And although I realize that you may have to share my time, I now know you’ll never share my love. There’s enough of that for both of you – you each have your own supply.

I love you – both. And I thank you both for blessing my life.

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Happy Birthday Grandma!

Hope you get feeling better grandma, and that you are able to have a good day. 

In the spirit of sharing old photos, I thought I'd post some more. :o)