Well, it's safe to say we have survived the first two months with a newborn and a 3.5 year old! I think I forgot what it feels like to be sleep deprived and be working for one of the crankiest bosses I've ever had... Is that why that lady had 19 kids? Because good ol' Mother Nature gives us a sprinkling of amnesia about newborns? Oh yeah, and labor pains too. Thanks a lot lady! I guess that ensures that the human race doesn't die out... Or maybe because it's such a small period of time, that in the big scheme of things it doesn't really stand out. Yep, that's it! The rewards of surviving newborns are astronomical! The proof is in our 3.5 year old, Sophie. I can't count the number of times we have had the following conversation:
"Mommy?"
"Yes, Sophie?"
"Can you turn cartoons on?"
"Sure, no problem"
"Mommy?"
"Yes?"
"Can I have a juice box"
"Yep, coming right up."
"Mommy?"
*sigh*"What??"
"I just love you"
Heart melted...
Sometime she just cuts straight to the point:
"Mommy?"
"Yes?"
"I just love you"
She's smart, sweet, silly, and very loving. These are the times I look forward to with Grant.
She's so savvy that she knows her limits when dealing with a baby. There is no way that I can convince her to hold her brother at this point. She actually puts forth her best effort in being as far away from him as possible when he's not being held in someone elses arms. If I lay him down on the couch, she will scoot so far to the other end that she's practically falling off! She also cannot be found anywhere in sight when the situation of a poopy diaper arises. She's a smart girl, right? She does love her little brother very much, however. She kisses his head and gives him hugs all the time. When he's crying uncontrollably, she offers him stuffed animals to comfort him. She's also quick to notify me that "Baby Brother is crying." Really? I hadn't noticed.
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| A warm bath from a sweet big sister |
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| Milk drunk |
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| Sleeping babes |
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| She's a proud big sister! |
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| Daddy's football buddy |
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| Ariel costume, courtesy of Grandma Cindy |
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| A visit from Miss Linda |
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| I had to practically forcer her to do this... |
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| Sweet Grandma cuddles |
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| A smile from my guy! |
Our home project continued with some new grass! A crew came over to lay some sod in our backyard. It is a total transformation and looks beautiful! Sophie loves it the most. When she saw it for the first time she ran out and stated, "I love grass!" Then she proceeded to run in circles through the grass for the next 15 minutes. It's close to the same reaction she had when she saw our carpeting for the fist time. She rolled around on it for quite awhile too. Silly girl! The greatest thing to see happen was when Sophie asked Dan to chase her. He chased her all over the new grass as I sat on the porch holding Grant. That was my dream right there, life doesn't get any better than that!
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| If the shirt fits... |
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| School picture day! |
Just a few short weeks after my mom left, she was back again, this time accompanied by her sisters. Our annual Halloween party was coming up and the ladies were here to help! They bravely took both kiddos to Cabana Bay to stay overnight while we entertained at our new home. I couldn't begin to thank them enough with all they did to help us. Cooking, cleaning, decorating, child wrangling, diaper changing, book reading, dishwashing, clothes washing and folding. They did it all! They also managed to keep a smile on their faces while dealing with a very fussy Grant. He must have been going through something this week because he cried all the time! When he's hungry, after he's been fed, when he's tired, when he wakes up, when he has to poop, after he has pooped. All. The. Time. My mom and the aunties stuck with it and never waivered, even after 30 minutes of crying despite every effort to calm him down.
After they left we had a two month appointment at the doctors office. He had a great check up and weighed in at 14 lbs 2 oz! That's 95th percentile! He also got three shots and an oral vaccine. He screamed really loud and turned a shade of red I've never seen. Just before the nurse came in to give him the shots, he was loosing his cool despite my holding him and bouncing him around the room. She said she felt bad and I thought, now he actually has something to cry about! She went over dosing for Tylenol in case he got a fever from the vaccines or if he seemed a little fussy. Dan and I unknowingly both glared at her with the same "are you kidding me?" look on our faces. Describe more fussy, I thought to myself. He cries all the time already!
After that visit, his fussiness seemed to wane just slightly. I think having shots put living the life of an infant into prospective for Grant. He realized that there were truly more awful things in his life than not being held the right way, or waiting 2.5 second for food to arrive. Hopefully he starts to get the hang of things here soon.
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| Aunt Linda came to story time at Sophie's school |
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| Helping Aunt Linda make crepes |
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| Helping the Aunties prepare dinner! (On our new kitchen island!!) |
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| "Watching big sister swim is sooooo boring!" |
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| Swimming with Grandma! |
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| A smile and dare I say a laugh! |
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| We wear hats in Florida when it drops below 70 degrees... |
Love,
The Yorks
