Mom, are you going to work today?

Every morning, Max wakes up and calls "Peter, come get me" (okay - 2% of the time he calls for Momma) and Peter hears him on the web cam and goes and gets him from his bed.  He brings Max into our bed and then goes and gets him his half a vitamin, some milk in a non-spill sippy cup, and some type of dry breakfast cereal (lately cheerios, fruit "hoops" (loops), or "crunchies" (Cap'n Crunch Berries) in his snack cup.  Max eats his vitamin and then enjoys his milk and cereal while playing on the iPad.  He gets up typically between 6 and 6:30 am so certainly before we are ready to get up.  He plays on this while dad gets ready for work and then after dad leaves until mom is up and has nursed Emmalyn.   Before the baby, I would be somewhat conscious for this process.  Since the baby, this is probably when I get my best sleep and so I am OUT.  Peter is awesome and just takes care of everything and lets me sleep.  

So once I am somewhat up and starting to get going, Max asks me every day "Mom, are you going to work today" and I get to tell him No!  I am staying home with you today.  I love that I get to say No.  I know I am blessed with the ability to take a leave of absence from work and not everyone has that luxury.  It makes me sad because I also know that Max will eventually stop asking every day and then one day, I will have to tell him that I am going to work and it is going to come as a surprise to him and he will have to readjust to me being gone again.

Emmalyn and her buddy Landen

Max is helping more and more with his sister.  He wanted to help put her socks on.

He's really into "Team Work" lately and wants to do everything with team work.  For example, put his pajamas on with team work so that we both do parts of it or cleaning up the toys with team work.

A sign that things might be getting better?  I made myself lunch!

Video - Max wanted to call Peter but instead we sent him a message since he was at work

Still has a bit of hair back there

We planted two different kinds of tomatoes in the topsy turvy planters.  Please tomato gods, give me some tomatoes this year!

The girls getting a little fresh air while the boys played ball

She often will sleep with her hands all tense like this and won't relax them.  Looks uncomfortable to me...

Look how big that white onesie is on her - it's a 0-3 months.  She is so little, especially her lower half...little waist, little bum, little thighs...

Nap time bedhead

Our neighborhood had a neighborhood garage sale and so I spent the day before getting stuff together that I wanted to sell and then taking it over to my great neighbor's house who was letting me add my stuff to her stuff.  The next morning, Max and I hit up a couple of neighbor's houses to check out the kid/baby stuff.  We got some clothes for Emmalyn, a play kitchen (with the supplies) for max (!!! - so excited about this), and Max found this toy and played with it forever while Momma chatted, so we brought it home.

Man, is my kid handsome or what?!

He sure loves wearing his sunglasses

They are starting to develop the land for the 3rd phase of homes behind our house.  Britt and the boys went over there to explore.

So, clearly I post a lot of pics of Emmalyn sleeping and you would think, wow...that baby sleeps a lot, things must be going pretty easily.  NOT.  Here's a note I wrote to Peter on May 2nd to give you a little peak into an honest moment... "I'm tired of this.  I'm tired of dodging poop and cleaning it up.  I'm tired of listening to Landen yell.  I'm tired of listening to Max and Landen fight.  I'm tired of Max not listening.  I'm tired of Emmalyn screaming.  I'm tired of not being able to eat.  I'm tired of hurting.  I'm tired of being tired.  I'm tired of not feeling that I have anything to wear."

Yeah, tough times right now in this new way of life.  I try to remind myself that there are a bunch of adjustments going on... I am adjusting to being home and not at work all day, which also means being around everything that goes on in my house during the day.  I am adjusting to the new baby.  I'm adjusting to dealing with the demands of the new baby.  My body is adjusting to not being pregnant.  Understanding all this mentally doesn't make it easier to deal with emotionally.  I'm blogging about this not because I want sympathy or advice...I'm blogging so that if there is a next time, I can read this and remember that feeling this way is normal and maybe I'll do a better job of adjusting my expectations quicker about all these adjustments.

She's about to be a full three weeks old and I am just starting to feel like she's beginning to connect with us more.   She gives us a little eye contact and I can tell she is listening.  She seems to really struggle to poop and burp.  She cries when she needs to poop and seems to hold onto her burps and we have to work really hard to get them out.