He seems to be feeling better today. And best part? His temperature this morning…98.9! Much better than the 102 yesterday! 

I’m cautiously optimistic that he’s better.  😊

He seems to be feeling better today. And best part? His temperature this morning…98.9! Much better than the 102 yesterday!

I’m cautiously optimistic that he’s better. 😊

Thank goodness she’s out. She’s clutching my hand and sleeping and Patrick insisted on laying by her. Now if she will stay asleep while I move her upstairs, I will call it a win.

Thank goodness she’s out. She’s clutching my hand and sleeping and Patrick insisted on laying by her. Now if she will stay asleep while I move her upstairs, I will call it a win.

He has a fever of over 101 and so not his usual self today. He woke up after napping for 45 minutes screaming and practically shaking. He camped out on the couch like the first picture for half an hour before crawling into picture two, so I put him back I’m his room. He’s snoozing again.

I hope his fever goes down and he feels better soon. We were supposed to go to the ND State Fair this weekend.

Poor little man.

I’m really missing short hair right now…

My hair is so long now it’s pretty when I have time to style it…which is never. So it’s always in a ponytail. And  so tired of that. 

Why are guys obsessed with long hair??? I seriously don’t get it. I need enlightenment because Aaron loves it long…yet only sees it down when we go to bed. Doesn’t seem worth it to me. Especially with littles.

I’m really missing short hair right now…

My hair is so long now it’s pretty when I have time to style it…which is never. So it’s always in a ponytail. And so tired of that.

Why are guys obsessed with long hair??? I seriously don’t get it. I need enlightenment because Aaron loves it long…yet only sees it down when we go to bed. Doesn’t seem worth it to me. Especially with littles.

inthe-sunflowerfield:

Being a Mom
Being a mom is late nights up watching your babies sleep, crying because you aren’t sure how you got so blessed
Being a mom is cluster nursing until you think your boobs are going to fall off.
Being a mom is toys everywhere and laundry that is never ending
Being a mom is never eating a hot meal, or when you do finally get to sit down to eat that hot meal little fingers stealing your meal right off your plate.
Being a mom is saying things you never thought you would have to say like “NO! We don’t touch the cats buttonhole now come wash your hands!”
Being a mom is tantrums because a favorite baby doll isn’t found fast enough, or simply because the sun is to bright
Being a mom is worrying over every little rash, bump on the head, or bug bite.
Being a mom is waking up in the middle of the night covered in spit up with a hot sweaty newborn pressed into your side and a foot in your back from her big sister and smiling because you can’t imagine anyone else in the world you would love to be uncomfortably sandwiched in between. 
Being a mom is I love you wars and Annie sing a longs.
Being a mom is days that make you want to pull your hair out and run to the nearest airport, and days so good you feel like you’re walking on the moon.
Being a mom is staying up until 3 or even 4 in the morning just because once they are asleep you can’t pass up the peace and quiet and the chance to finally read that book thats been collecting dust or to watch something that isn’t Yo Gabba Gabba or Spongebob Squarepants.
Being a mom is sinking into a hot bath only to have the door burst open and a little person jump in.
Being a mom is finger paints and park trips
Being a mom is to expect the unexpected, learning to stop and breathe.
Being a mom is cuddles, there is nothing better than the cuddles (except maybe the matching outfits those are pretty awesome too)
Being a mom is sloppy kisses, and big bear hugs
Being a mom is a camera in your hand 24-7 trying to capture every moment you won’t get back.
Being a mom is going to bed with a full heart because they are yours, you made them, and even though they drive you crazy they are still the best thing you’ve ever done in this world.
Being a mom is  24 hours 7 day a week. It’s seeing the world through brand new eyes, it’s an adventure.
It’s rewarding, it’s special, it’s your entire universe wrapped into tiny bodies.  It’s not always easy, but it’s always beautiful 









Something on my bad days I need to remember. ❤ this

inthe-sunflowerfield:

Being a Mom

Being a mom is late nights up watching your babies sleep, crying because you aren’t sure how you got so blessed

Being a mom is cluster nursing until you think your boobs are going to fall off.

Being a mom is toys everywhere and laundry that is never ending

Being a mom is never eating a hot meal, or when you do finally get to sit down to eat that hot meal little fingers stealing your meal right off your plate.

Being a mom is saying things you never thought you would have to say like “NO! We don’t touch the cats buttonhole now come wash your hands!”

Being a mom is tantrums because a favorite baby doll isn’t found fast enough, or simply because the sun is to bright

Being a mom is worrying over every little rash, bump on the head, or bug bite.

Being a mom is waking up in the middle of the night covered in spit up with a hot sweaty newborn pressed into your side and a foot in your back from her big sister and smiling because you can’t imagine anyone else in the world you would love to be uncomfortably sandwiched in between. 

Being a mom is I love you wars and Annie sing a longs.

Being a mom is days that make you want to pull your hair out and run to the nearest airport, and days so good you feel like you’re walking on the moon.

Being a mom is staying up until 3 or even 4 in the morning just because once they are asleep you can’t pass up the peace and quiet and the chance to finally read that book thats been collecting dust or to watch something that isn’t Yo Gabba Gabba or Spongebob Squarepants.

Being a mom is sinking into a hot bath only to have the door burst open and a little person jump in.

Being a mom is finger paints and park trips

Being a mom is to expect the unexpected, learning to stop and breathe.

Being a mom is cuddles, there is nothing better than the cuddles (except maybe the matching outfits those are pretty awesome too)

Being a mom is sloppy kisses, and big bear hugs

Being a mom is a camera in your hand 24-7 trying to capture every moment you won’t get back.

Being a mom is going to bed with a full heart because they are yours, you made them, and even though they drive you crazy they are still the best thing you’ve ever done in this world.

Being a mom is  24 hours 7 day a week. It’s seeing the world through brand new eyes, it’s an adventure.

It’s rewarding, it’s special, it’s your entire universe wrapped into tiny bodies.  It’s not always easy, but it’s always beautiful 

Something on my bad days I need to remember. ❤ this

(via kimber-leigh)

Silly boy didn’t want to take a picture with me…all I wanted was a couch potato picture. Lol. 

We are watching Treasure Planet and relaxing. He had speech therapy this morning and she was so impressed with the number of new words he has from his initial visit! She told me we were certainly doing our homework!!

He will be going every Monday and Thursday for a while…9am. Oye! Early days for us but it’s when she had open that worked with our schedule. And really…he’s more important than an extra hour of sleep so I can have everyone ready by 8:30 so we can drop off Aaron before we go to Patrick’s therapy.  

Monday…busy so far. I’ve rewarded myself with a creamy coffee drink and toddler snuggles while my little girl naps. 😊

Silly boy didn’t want to take a picture with me…all I wanted was a couch potato picture. Lol.

We are watching Treasure Planet and relaxing. He had speech therapy this morning and she was so impressed with the number of new words he has from his initial visit! She told me we were certainly doing our homework!!

He will be going every Monday and Thursday for a while…9am. Oye! Early days for us but it’s when she had open that worked with our schedule. And really…he’s more important than an extra hour of sleep so I can have everyone ready by 8:30 so we can drop off Aaron before we go to Patrick’s therapy.

Monday…busy so far. I’ve rewarded myself with a creamy coffee drink and toddler snuggles while my little girl naps. 😊

Beautiful lettuce from our garden!!! After letting the spinach overgrow and the beautiful broccoli flower…I was so happy to harvest this tonight! 😁

PS - I need to weed. 😕

Beautiful lettuce from our garden!!! After letting the spinach overgrow and the beautiful broccoli flower…I was so happy to harvest this tonight! 😁

PS - I need to weed. 😕

I thought her stats from the doctor’s office seemed off…

When I used Babycenter.com’s percentile tracker for a BOY…I got the exact numbers from her doctor’s office (75th for height and 5th for weight).

When I did it for a GIRL (like, ya know, Phoebe happens to be)…I got over 95th for height and 25-50 for weight…which sounds MUCH more like what she is. I mean the girl has ROLLS on her thighs…ROLLS. What baby in the 5th percentile for weight and 75+ for height has rolls? And I was so confused with her being so much taller than all her BOY cousins, at this age, how she was only 75th for height. Now I know. 

Ugh. I will have to make sure to bring this up at her next appointment. I was all worried when really Phoebe is just fine…they just used the wrong chart. =/