I Didn't Forget, I Swear.

Dear Blog,

I haven't forgotten about you.

Life has been.... busy. No, not busy, more like crazy.

My three little ones have been requiring a lot of my attention.

I'm sure you can't blame me for that.

I have so many posts planned. It seems like the crazier life is, the more I have to post here.

That's the way it should be, isn't it?

I'm still loving the change in the weather.

Holynd is still loving school .

Sloane is still her sassy little self

and, Maddox is just as sweet and tender as he has always been.

I'm hoping for some time to blog this weekend.

It's conference weekend, you know.

I'm also hoping to make my family some crepes this weekend and have a date with Husband Dearest Saturday afternoon.

I'll write soon.

Much love,

Me

Bbbrrrrr...

 

I am so excited today.

 

It's rainy and it actually feels like fall.

 

I woke up and turned on my fireplace because it was a little bit cold in my house this morning.

 

I popped the girls popcorn, made them extra delicious hot chocolate in my Cocomotion, and put them downstairs with a movie. They got every single blanket in the house out and tore all the cushions off the couch. It was fun seeing them all curled up on the floor with their cups full of chocolate yumminess.

 

Today I'm very happy.

So big.

 

We started keeping track of the little girls' height back in May. We just recently measured them again. It was unreal how much they had grown in just 4 months.

 

Today I'm sitting in my kitchen and my kitchen is actually clean. Today was Cleaning Day so it's no mystery why. I'm trying to enjoy the few minutes of quiet I have before it's time to cook dinner.

 

Even though I got all the work done that I had planned on doing, today has still been a weird day. It has become apparent in the last few days that Sloane is ready to give up naps. Today has been our first "No-Nap Trial Run".

 

I really can't believe that it's time.

 

Before we found out Maddox was a boy, I really thought we would have more baby girls. I really didn't take the time to savor the baby girl stages with Sloane because I thought that another baby girl was on her way.

 

When we found out we were having a boy, I had a few minutes of sadness because I realized that we may not have any more baby girls. The excitement of having a little boy quickly took over and I pushed aside those feelings. "Sloane is going to be a baby for a long time" I told myself.

 

Having Sloane grow so fast has brought those feelings back. She's really not a baby anymore and I find myself wondering if we'll ever have another baby girl.

 

However, the bigger Sloane gets the more she and Holynd actually play with one another. Sloane is starting to understand the pretend games that Holynd plays and likes to try and play along. Sometimes they keep each other entertained for hours. Sometimes I'm breaking up a fight every ten minutes! I'm becoming more and more thankful everyday that they were born so close together.

 

I'm very excited to watch Sloane go through the stages Holynd has just passed, but it's a little sad to see Sloane leave the baby stages.

 

Luckily, I have the cutest baby boy in the entire world. He's finds enjoyment everyday watching me try and figure out his little boy ways.

 

Little boys are WAY different.

September.

Holynd's "art". I kept trying to clean it up, a few post-its at a time, and she would NOTICE if even one of them disappeared. "Hey! Where'd this note go?!" She'd say.

 

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September is one of my favorite months. Here's what we've been up to.

 

Maddox:

Maddox is crawling everywhere. He still prefers the army-crawl. He's extremely fast when it comes to the army-crawl. He can crawl normal-like, but he usually only does this when he's mad, or if he's shirtless on the carpet. His favorite thing to say lately is, "ler ler ler ler ler ler". I'm not sure what it means, but he says it constantly. I'm trying my hardest to get used to a little boy. Boys and girls are very VERY different, even at this age. I spend most of the day chasing Maddox away from the stairs, pulling him out of cabinets and cleaning up after the messes he makes.

 

Sloane:

When Sloane was 18 months old, I took her in for her 18 month appointment. The doctor was a little concerned that she wasn't speaking that much. She said a few words, but she wasn't really putting sentences together. It was a little scary for me. After the appointment, I paid close attention to Sloane and how/when she spoke. I quickly figured out that Holynd was doing most of her talking for her. Anytime Sloane wanted or needed anything Holynd was the one who made sure she got it. It didn't take me long to get Holynd to stop. The months after that got a little frustrating as Sloane learned that she would have to ask for things herself. A few hundred tantrums later, Sloane is speaking really well. Some of the things she says make me laugh. Sloane has a really quirky sense of humor. When I took the girls to the dentist, Sloane kept screaming, "Ine too shy! Ine too shy!" (I'm too shy). It wasn't funny right at that moment, but it was WAY funny later.

 

Holynd:

Holynd is in love with Pre-School. I am completely amazed at what she has already picked up. She loves to ask me what day of the week it is and what time it is.

"Mommy, what time is it?"

"11:30"

"But what time is it now?"

"11:30"

"But what time is it right now?!"

"11:30!"

"Mommy! What time does the clock say right now?!?"

"11:30! Holynd is it 11:30 right now."

"Oh ok Mommy. Thanks."

She's doing really well recognizing letters in books and she's been telling me where the words end and other words begin. She LOVES to ask what certain words start with.

"Mommy, what does poopie start with?"

"P"

"No Mommy. Poopies start with farts"

 

Awesome.

 

Me:

I am loving the changing season right now. I think I love September because it feels like everything starts to get organized again. Summer feels so chaotic sometimes. I love having the girls on more of a schedule and, after running around all summer long, I'm ready to stay at home. I'm totally addicted to Pinterest. I've been dressing-up our playroom with different projects I've found. I can't even begin to describe the craziness that breaks-out while I'm trying to get a project done. There are quite a few times where I'm sure the walls are going to cave in before I finish what I'm trying to accomplish. Sometimes I get a little self-conscious when I read about other moms accomplishing project after project in a clean house with happy, well-behaved kids. This DEFINITELY is not that house.

 

Matt:

Matt is pretty much amazing. He's always ready to help as soon as he gets home from work. He makes it really easy to love him. I love that I can just vent to him and he never fails to make me feel better. There are a lot of days when I really feel like I've failed; Dinner was awful, the house is a disaster, everyone cried/screamed all through bedtime routine... the list goes on. Matt can always make me laugh after a day like that.

 

As for the rest of September, I have a few more projects planned. Maybe. If the kids allow. I'm really excited about the kids' Halloween costumes this year. I'm an awful mother and basically told Holynd that princess costumes were OUT of the question. She wears one everyday. That's plenty of princess time. I'm loving that Sloane and Holynd can dress-up alike because they're still close enough in sizes. And, I'm also in love with little boy costumes! LITTLE BOY COSTUMES!

 

Hooray for Fall!

Threes

Today I served three lunches.

Cleaned up three lunches.

Kissed three different wounds.

Started three different movies.

Made three different snacks.

Cleaned up three different snacks.

Did three loads of laundry. Folded three baskets of laundry.

Cleaned crayon off three different walls.

Chased a crawling baby away from the stairs three times.

Tucked two babies in for three different naps.

Read three different stories.

Sang three different songs.

Changed three poopie diapers.

Wiped the toilet seat off three different times! (Seriously Holynd, finish peeing before you jump off!)

Made three plates of dinner.

Cleaned up three plates of dinner.

Put three messy faces in the tub.

Washed three heads of hair.

Brushed three sets of teeth.

Put on three sets of jammies.

Said three sets of prayers.

Read one more story to three sets of sleepy eyes.

Kissed three little cheeks.

And threw my tired body on my bed.

These days seem long, but I'm sad because the weeks seem to fly by.

This is the longest I have ever not been pregnant in Matt's and I marriage.

Yep. The longest. Maddox is now 10 months old.

I have been nursing or pregnant for over 4 years now. Yep. Four.

I've been pumping for Maddox for about a month, but I'm here to announce that I'm tired.

So very tired.

So I'm cutting myself a break. It's been a fun adventure, but I'm ready for a little bit of freedom.

By the end of this week, I'm hoping to be completely myself.

I'm a little sad, but it's always sad experience to quit nursing. I am very ready though.

It's going to be a little weird.