Goodbye Summer

Veronica, singing along with the "opera lady" on PBS one evening while at my parents' house.

Aidan received a big "F"during his first surgery.  Good thing Dennis is a better surgeon than Aidan. 

  She may be little, but she's tough.  Too bad we left SD before the big Bike Rally. 

I have several more photos to share, and a lot on my mind as well.  The unfortunate thing about all of that is that I also have a sleeping baby and a kitchen to clean and then dinner to make.  The eldest is spending the night at a friend's house and we have an extra girl for the night over here.  So, the deep, captivating post will have to be put off...again.

I can take time to say that the youngest of our crew is doing great!  She's growing and thriving.  We're still working out a couple of little things having to do with her diet (or I should say, my diet), but I think I'm finally on to something.  As long as I don't eat anything she does really well.  I'm only slightly exaggerating here.  So far I've eliminated all dairy, corn, gluten, and most recently eggs.  I think I'll market this as the "starve yourself" diet and make my millions.  

I hope my dear readers haven't given up on me just yet.  I'm still here, plugging away.  Now that summer is coming to a close and our lives are threatening to be somewhat "normal" I'll be posting more often. 

I'm baaaaaaack!

Don't have a lot of time right now but wanted to quickly update to say that we again have Internet at the house! Yay! Lots of posts to come!

Checking in

I've said over and over again since our sweet Felicity's birth that I am no longer going to get upset when things don't go "my" way. No more whining when plans go out the window, when deadlines come and go. So this is not a post complaining about how we still have not moved. It's just a post informing you all that we still have not moved.

Trying this out

I have been taking an involuntary break from this blog. We have no Internet at home and until this very moment I couldn't figure out how post with my iPhone. Yes, yes, I've joined the "techy" world now, but only out of necessity. Our new home is out of town and we decided for safety reasons we both needed to get cell phones. Long story short, I have an iPhone.

Hopefully this blog will see some more activity now that I sort of know how to post from this thing. I'm sure I'm a shame to bloggers everywhere, but I think I can handle that.

The move-in date that wasn't

(The pictures below have nothing to do with this post, but I had to put them in)

We're moving...have I mentioned that yet? Only problem is...we don't know when. Talking to Brett today made me realize why I've been so stressed out. We're waiting on a very important part of our house to get fixed (I'll give you a hint...we seem to have to deal with this part of our house a lot). Well, we don't have a completion date (or a start date for that matter). I'm a planner. I like to know when things are going to happen. I've already dealt with an unpredictable baby, I just don't have it in me to deal with an unpredictable house too.

Luckily, Brett is super understanding of my complete stressed-out-ness. Yay for me!

As of today the semester is officially over. Of course Brett has a gig tomorrow so he's not "on break" just yet. See, I'm not even freaking out about it because I knew..May 21st=graduation + May 22nd= Gig = Brett not officially on break until May 23rd! Give me a date and I can handle it. I may have to repeat to myself over and over again "Do not have a meltdown, do not have a meltdown", but I'll make it if I have a date. I have even at times told Brett, "I'm going to have a meltdown. I will wait until your recital (semester, trip, etc) is over, but I *will* have a meltdown." He appreciates the warning, and I'm pretty sure all psychiatrists would agree that this is a *very* healthy thing to do (right?)

So here I sit. My current house is a mess...my new house is a mess...I'm a mess. To quote a famous bear, "Oh bother."

Open Eyes

Veronica loves to tell me what Felicity is doing, "Mine baby cry mommy", "Mine baby bed, mommy", and my favorite one, "Mine baby open eyes, moooom."

Ducky Outfit

This is the day we brought Felicity home. She's in the ducky outfit that I bought for her as her "take home" outfit, not knowing if she was a boy or girl of course. When I came home from the hospital, without my baby, I found that outfit at the top of my bag. I spread it out on my pillow and cried myself to sleep on it, all the time wondering if I was going to bring my baby home in it or bury her in it. As of today, she's too big for her ducky outfit! What a sweet, sweet feeling to know that my baby is growing and living and breathing (albeit with a stuffy nose since her siblings shared their cold with her). Praise be to God for this girl!