Wow, talk about being a downer in my last post. I probably shouldn’t type a blog post right after the witching hour!
5-6pm is rough. But the rest of the time things are actually pretty good. I’ve cleaned my house top to bottom, I’ve kept up with laundry, and I’ve homeschooled the girls all week. I don’t know why I get so dang moody in the late afternoons. I should remind myself while I’m in the middle of it that it’ll only last a couple hours and so I should relax.
Actually last night I tried to do just that. I was breastfeeding Ember while brushing the older kids’ teeth and tucking them into their beds and it was uncomfortable for me but it worked well enough.
We’ve been making it to the girls’ classes every week.
Sierra takes her class very seriously. Her class is kinda like preschool. She does an art project and they read a book and sing songs and play with toys and they also have gym days and stuff. She LOVES it.
She goes twice a week.
Brooklyn’s class is only one day a week. She really loves tumbling. She has a really close friend in her class and watching them together makes me laugh. They’re both really silly little girls.
I told Brooklyn to move over a little (I didn’t like that tree in the background being so close to her head) and she starts doing her usual Brooklyn posing…
I asked her where she learned to pose like that and she proudly replied, “I just thought of them!”
I shook my head and laughed and asked if I could have one more of her straight on.
My kids are always getting hurt. It shouldn’t surprise me because I do remember constantly having cuts and bruises when I was little. But it does surprise me!
Brooklyn was climbing on Sierra’s dresser and fell off. None of my kids have ever had a bruise this bad. It’s much worse in person and freaked me out! I’ve never had a bruise that bad. I almost took her to the doctor but some googling taught me to just ice it at first and keep an eye on it.
This was really, really sad.
Brooklyn threw a book at Sierra and it hit her in the eye 🙁
I took these pictures a few hours after it happened. I felt so bad for poor Sierra. By the time I was taking these, though, she felt pretty darn cool about having such a red eye and all the attention she was getting. haha
Today the kids played outside and when they came in Sierra had a big bruise forming on her cheek. I asked her what happened and she couldn’t even remember getting hurt!
A couple of my friends on facebook participated in a nurse-in. Facebook deleted some breastfeeding pictures or something so breastfeeding moms are posting nursing pictures as their profile pictures. I realized I haven’t taken any pictures nursing Ember for a while so despite being in my pajamas (when am I not in pajamas??) I took some.
She loves nursing while laying down. I love being all cuddled up with her, too 🙂
Being all relaxed while nursing she pooped. haha
I changed her and got some big smiles.
Then sat back down to finish nursing her, which made her even happier.
Ember is so sweet while she nurses. She loves to stare at me and gosh there’s nothing cuter!
Just this week she’s started doing one of my favorite things. I’ll start talking to her while she’s drinking and she’ll smile and coo which causes her to come off the boob so she frantically lunges for it and a few seconds later looks up at me again and I barely start talking and she breaks out into a huge grin and then stops and starts sucking frantically before she can pop off. lol. It’s so cute!
Payson was in the room talking with me while I nursed Ember.
That elephant of his… he’s my only child so far to have a lovey. And as adorable as it is to watch him with his beloved “eh eh,” I will not be encouraging Ember to have a lovey!!
“Can I see?!”
The girls love it that we go to the park so often now. We go during the girls’ classes which ends up being three times a week and I’ve been taking them to our neighborhood park on the other days!
It’s been 7 weeks since Ember was born and yet I still don’t manage to dress all four kids well most days. At least one of them is in pajamas or dirty or both.
Sometimes when I’m out on errands and nurse Ember Payson manages to get ahold of my nursing pad and drop it on the ground or attempt to blow his nose with it. Therefore I don’t use it anymore! And not having a nursing pad means…
Brooklyn brought a big rock home from the park and turned it into a statue.
The weather was so nice today. Low 70s. We spent some more time outside when we got home from the park.
I took a few pictures of my cute 7 week old. *sniff* Stupid time passing by.
She’s not a newborn anymore. I have myself a full fledged baby!
A getting-a-bit-chubby baby!
I never ever ever get tired of staring at her sweet face.
She was cooing in the middle picture below. She does it all the time and it is the best thing. I can’t believe I didn’t have a baby to coo at me for the last year! How did I ever survive. lol
And now it’s time to make dinner, and this little girl is fussing for some milk.