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The difference between baby #1 and #4

Christy — Mon, 25 Oct 2010 15:20:20 +0000

When it was time for my first baby to take a nap, the two of us would go into her peaceful room, cuddle in the chair, and rock while I softly read her a story. After a few more minutes of snuggling in the chair while I smelled her head and enjoyed her baby scent, I laid her in her crib decorated with a handmade quilt and patted her on her back until she drifted off to sleep.

On October 13th, we welcomed baby #4, Seth Owen, into the world. And when it’s time for him to take a nap?

Actually, I don’t know when it’s time for him to take a nap. Usually I sit down to nurse him while my seven-year-old asks questions like, “Mommy, what is the biggest breed of dog? I think it’s the Great Dane. Or maybe that mountain dog. What’s the name of that mountain dog?” My five-year-old loudly demonstrates how Batman jumps up and down and begs to play Lego Batman on the Wii, and my three-year-old pretends to be a dog and crawls around barking and asking me to rub her tummy. At some point during this chaos, I realize the baby has fallen asleep while eating and I have no idea how much he ate or how long he’s been asleep. And as I lay him on the nearest available safe sleeping surface, I smell his head and realize that he is WAY overdue for a bath.

And I wouldn’t change a thing.

You know you’re eating too much take-out

Christy — Wed, 06 Oct 2010 22:19:01 +0000

When your three-year-old is playing house and the daddy is out picking up dinner.

Overheard

Christy — Sun, 22 Aug 2010 23:38:49 +0000

We were out to lunch the other day and the family at the table next to ours was looking at some video on the dad’s new smart phone.

Suddenly, their son exclaimed (in a voice the volume of which only a super excited 9 or 10-year-old boy can reach)

“WOW! Look at her b@@bs jiggle!”

We could only try desperately not to blow our drinks out our noses while we laughed so hard at the embarrassed parents.

And be thankful it wasn’t one our kids.

Do you decorate your bookshelves?

Christy — Mon, 09 Aug 2010 19:50:16 +0000

The first rooms you see when you walk into our new house are the worst rooms downstairs: the school room (supposed to be the dining room) and the office/workout/craft room (a family room, I think is what it is supposed to be called).

Here are what the bookshelves in the office currently look like:

Yeah. Great first impression, eh?

I’ve left a lot of empty space so that I can add some decorative elements, and what is there needs to be rearranged, but that’s about as far as I’ve gotten.

Anyone have any great pictures of their bookshelves or know of a really good decorating tutorial?

Because I obviously need help!

The best house EVER

Christy — Wed, 04 Aug 2010 16:02:21 +0000

The kids love our new house in Virginia. It’s bigger than our last two houses and it has stairs, which is enough for them.

Why do they think stairs are so exciting? All I know is that I have a contraction every time I have to climb them, and the last time I was pregnant in a house that had stairs, I broke my ankle!

But besides the size and the stairs, it also has wildlife.

During the day dragonflies dance around our backyard and at night fireflies haunt our front yard.

Squirrels, rabbits and even a turtle have visited our backyard-

We discovered that the pear tree in our backyard has a bird’s nest (insert partridge in a pear tree joke here)-

But the best thing about this house?

Meet our new puppy, Ginger-