Monday, June 17, 2013

2 Months Old-Hattie Joy

How the time flies! I can't believe that little Hattie is two months old today.


It's exciting to see all the new things she can do.

Her little personality is slowly emerging and in between all those naps we are getting to know our little girl.

She is such a good baby. A baby who loves, loves, loves her mama. And as long as we are together, this little one is pretty much happy. We eat together, nap together, and sleep together. As you can tell, we do pretty much everything together. (Can I just say that I am so thankful that I have a recliner sofa?)

She is smiling a ton too. This little expression is presented to us multiple times a day. She adores all her sibilings and each of them can get her to smile in their own little ways.

Hattie has just started to find her hands and I am fairly certain we will have a thumb-sucker in the house in the not-to-distant future.

She enjoys baths, being naked, and snuggling in the newborn curled-up position still.

And best of all, Hattie can sleep 6-7 hours at night before waking mama up for a nighttime snack. I am very much enjoying getting more than a two hour block of sleep these days.

Happy 2 Months, Sweet Hattie! You truly are my Joy.

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Rite of Passage

t's a rite of passage...

Every parent's nightmare...

It was bound to happen at some point with one of the children...


I was upstairs, in the loft, holding Hattie as she slept. Jason was downstairs in the office, working from home. And yet...

Ok, so I wasn't just holding Hattie, truth be told. I was browsing on my tablet, when my friend Tricia sent me a message. Oooh, glorious day...some adult conversation! I figured I'd only "talk" for a bit. We sent a few messages back and forth, planned out a "hang-out" session for next week, and chuckled a little bit about occupational hazzards of being a mom. Little did I know what was transpiring downstairs...

I had noticed that it had become fairly quiet, so I figured I needed to investigate. As everyone knows, quiet children are trouble. One of Murphy's wish your child would just be quiet for a few blissful moments...but if those blissful moments of quiet are when you aren't around, then trouble with a capital T is sure to follow.

I walked downstairs to find that my sweet little 2 year old yet again had found her wild streak. This girl is such a curious monkey about everything. There in front of me lay a lake of water all over the dining room floor. "Ah bummer" you say, "that stinks, but at least it's just water!" Did I mention that she had dumped an entire container of glitter in said water? Hmmm....can't just sweep the glitter up, it's all wet. Can't just mop up the water, it's full of glitter. Now it requires getting on hands and knees and a lot of papertowels. Followed by sweeping. Followed by more papertowels. Followed by more sweeping. Followed by cleaning the broom out because the wet glitter is sticking to everything.

Oh wait...there's more. God threw this in just for good measure. A little reminder that my job during the day is to watch 5 children, not chit-chat with my friends. A little something extra special just for me.

Cora...oh, sweet dear Cora.

She decided it was high time that she experiement a little. With scissors. You know where I'm going with this right?!?

Viola! A new 'do has been born. Yep, she chopped a 2 inch chunk of hair from the front of her head.  *sigh*

The mugshot...the "I'm fairly certain I did something I wasn't supposed to..." look.

Me: Cora...what did you do?

Cora: I cut my hair!

Ella: Why did you cut your hair??

Cora:  I wanted to look pretty!

Tuesday, June 4, 2013


Such a little peanut...