Sunday, April 29, 2012

.a happy easter.

I can't remember an Easter when the weather was as beautiful as it was this year.  At the risk of sounding a little silly, I'd say it was glorious.  So it was a little frustrating waking up to the sunshine having had a fever filled night (me and Viv) and not knowing if I would make it to church.  But in the middle of night during my cold chills and shaking, I begged Heavenly Father to help me and Vivienne feel better so I could enjoy this spiritual holiday at church, with my family.  And glory be, it happened!  Wasn't 100 % but good enough. 

The girls had been waiting months to wear their dresses.  I picked them up at Costco for 17 bucks a while back and forbid the girls to put them on until Easter Sunday.  Because of the built anticipation they were even more excited to slip the lovely light blue dresses on. 

After a great morning at Church, we came home to just relax.  I decided to take advantage of the non raining day and snapped a few pictures of the kids.  Thankfully I got several good ones before they grew tired of it!















We had gotten together with the 'local' family the day before and did a fun brunch and egg hunt, so it was just us on Sunday.  Doug did a great job with dinner and we spent the rest of the evening just being together.  It was pretty quiet and laid back...and yes, glorious!

Friday, April 20, 2012

6 weeks
8 weeks
10 weeks

I started working on this post 4 weeks ago. 

To say that these past 10 weeks have gone by fast would be an understatement.  I honestly don't know where the time has gone.  If feels like I just brought this little miss home and already she is getting chubby, giving me smiles that make my day, and making my absolute favorite sound in the world...baby coo's.  Seriously, melts. my. heart!!


The first 6 weeks weren't the easiest for me and miss Viv. Besides taking forever to heal from the fabulous delivery, I had a few boob issues.  I got mastitis for the first time ever.  Don't recommend it to anyone.  Then just after I finished my antibiotics for that, Vivienne and I got thrush.  That was the first time for that too.  So, we both got put on drugs.  Boob pain in terrible.
I had my share of the baby blues.  I prepare myself for them, because I know they come.  I try really hard to work through them.  Some days are better than others, but I think I have done alright...Doug may disagree with me.  But the kids are still alive, I haven't gone totally crazy yet and he still loves me.  So, I consider that a success! 



{I have a lot more pictures, but am being lazy about loading them.  Maybe in another post}



 

The newness of Vivienne hasn't worn off yet.  She is still a rock star in this house.  She is certainly not attention deprived.  In fact, smothered is the word I would use.  Savannah and Payton are the ones usually fighting over who gets to hold her.  I will say that having older kids to help out this time around has been a.maz.ing!  And so far, they have been very willing to help as much as I need them to.  It's pretty sweet!

At her 2 month check up she weighed in at 12 lbs. 15 oz. and was 23 inches long.  Her first out right giggles came just the other night and at...of course...Jillian.  It was hilarious and infectious.  She also rolled over 4 times the night before that.  Oh goodness, it's all happening so fast. 

I have a very deep attachment to this girl. I don't mind others holding her at all...but I miss her when they do.  I could spend all day just holding her, listening to her talk, absorbing her full face smiles, and having her sleep on me.  It's hard to do anything else sometimes.  She is very distracting.  Now, it's not all peaches and cream.  She spits up a lot, is extremely fidgety and unsettled and has her inconsolable moments...but all that really doesn't matter.  I am putty in her hands.


I do need to talk about one other thing.  My amazing, fantabulous, phenomenal husband.  I don't know a better person than him and couldn't function without him.  He is my hero and has taken such good care of all of us.  He does so much and without complaining.  He only wants to make sure I am happy.  Love.  That.  Man!!