Hands

I'm pretty sure this is how little Emmie spent the vast majority of her time in the womb. I am sure of this for 2 reasons.

1. She insists on having her hands near her face. She gets mad when they're not there. Eating has proven to be a challenge for her because, unfortunately for her, she does not yet have control of her hands and they often times get in the way. Causing her much anguish. I'm pretty sure she spent some time chewing on her fingers as well. It was almost like she had been practicing the skill for months. Which has made her think that she needs to have something in her mouth at all times as well. Thank heavens for pacifiers!

2. I used to get this creepy feeling like someone was rubbing my pelvic bone...I'm pretty sure it was her.

Clever

This morning I told Owen to go put his stuffed animals neatly on his bed.this is what he did...

I love that the prince is riding Bob the dinosaur, and knuffle bunny is riding bulls eye.

Thanksgiving wouldn't be complete without...

Pilgrim and Indian Feast at school!

(Ains was hilarious because she went through the line and got a teeny amount of food. Then she realized she liked the doughnuts and kept going back but would only get one or 2 little pieces at a time. I think she made 10 trips back to the food table for 2 bites of food each time!)

Time spent with family talking and playing games!
Game of choice this year...Hand and Foot.
College kids home to visit!
Syd and Michael both met Emmie for the first time.

Cinnamon rolls!

Made by Michael this year.

Approximately 5 photo shoots and 500 pictures taken by dad!

We just need to teach Dad how headbands are supposed to be worn.

Time spent with cousins.

Eating an insane amount of fabulous food!



And getting out the Christmas tree and decorating for Christmas!!!

Although this year it hasn't seemed much like Christmas yet. I think we were so focused on Emmie that Christmas snuck up on us. And I did my Christmas shopping so early that I haven't been out there in the hustle and bustle. But we'll welcome the holiday season none the less!

Again

I need to start a series of photo's entitled, "Owen drew on his face". For some reason the kid can't help himself. Who knows how many other posts there are with pictures of Owen's art work. I can think of at least 3. *sigh*

Life's Lessons

Ains and I both learned something this weekend....

Ains learned that beef is the inside of a cow.

There was a moment of shock on her face, a look of disgust, and then she continued eating her roast.

That's my little meat eater!

I learned that SOMETIMES husbands are right!

I got a very sudden 'flu' on Friday and suffered through feeling achy and awful until Saturday night I finally conceded and admitted that I most likely had mastitis like John had been saying all weekend. I called the doctor, got on antibiotics immediately, and I'm feeling much better now. If only I had listened to John sooner...

2 Weeks

Okay, technically 1 week and 6 days. I might not be allowed to say this because I'm her mother, but I think she would be a pretty cute little boy too. Maybe it's just that she's surrounded by mostly brown and blue in this picture?

I just can't get enough of her sweet little face!

Adjusting

We are slowly adjusting to life with a newborn. I'm starting to get used to sleeping in short intervals and then still functioning. Although I don't know what I'll do when the help ends and I suddenly have to find a way to make it through the day on my own. I've been very well cared for and have had volunteers taking my kids regularly and am still using freezer meals that have been dropped off!

What I'm most scared about is trying to get Ains ready in the morning and to school on time. For some reason it seems so hard right now. I am envisioning mornings with a screaming, hungry baby, kids going crazy, and lots of drama as we drive to school every morning. I've got a few more days of help with rides, and then we'll have to see if my fears are correct, or if I'm just being dramatic and worrying for nothing.

Owen has had the toughest adjustment. I was expecting troubling times...and he has had some. But, he has done pretty well. He's had moments of tantrums and being too rough, but he has also been helpful. He is always willing to help with anything concerning Emmie. It's really sweet. But one things for sure, Emmie will have to be a tough little girl if she's going to keep up with her big brother.