Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Two Weeker

Dear Wils,
 Funny how two weeks pregnant seemed so much longer than two weeks of having you in my arms! It is such a joy to get to look into your wide open eyes, watch your little lips form an "O", and feel your little fingers wrap around mine.
We are smitten with you handsome man and feel so very blessed you are a part of our family as we get to know you. You are pretty laid back and love taking in the action, antics, and accidents courtesy of your big brothers. 
You are in size 1 diapers, wear 3 month clothes, nurse every 3 hours during the day and 4-5 hours at night. At your check-up you were almost 21" long and they wanted you to have been back up to your birth weight of 7lbs 11oz...you were 8lb 7oz...you're good!
You hate having your diaper changed and your fingernails clipped, you sleep better amid chaos than when the house is quiet, and you are starting to enjoy your nightly massage after bath time. You hate the baby swing and bouncy chair because you hate laying back. You want to be upright taking in the world around you. You love when I wear you in the sling.
You've started "talking" to us in coos only your biggest brother claims to understand. His translations so far have been you are saying that he is the coolest big brother and you want to be just like him...and I'm ok with that since you have the best two big brothers a guy could have. We sure love you more than I can say with words! Happy Two weeks Wilson!

Monday, April 29, 2013

The Middle Man

 Being the oldest of five, I really have no idea what it's like to have an older sibling or to be in the middle of siblings. What is it like to have someone bigger than you telling you what to play with, how to play, or not wanting to play.
 What is it like to have someone younger that needs a lot of care and attention from mom leaving you to problem solve with aforementioned older sibling dictating your day? So, since I can't relate I've just decided to help him escape every now and then.
So this handsome dude and I went on a grocery shopping date yesterday. For a whole trip of one on one with mommy he was the oldest, the youngest, and the only. He kept giving me kisses and saying, "Hi Mommy," as if he was just able to talk without interruption finally. I love this incredible middle man. God knew he could handle it and he's doing great. I'm looking forward to more one on one dates with him and his brothers as they grow and become the men God is molding them into.

Friday, April 26, 2013

Roller Skaters

As of lately, Harrison's favorite footwear has been one that involves wheels, "tricks", and scraped knees.
Even with the pads on, jeans don't stand a chance to go unripped across the knee once Harrison gets going on his "roller-skaters"
He watched one X-Games competition and it's been talk of ramps, jumping down stairs, and going down railings ever since.
He skates to the top of the sidewalk and rolls back down picking up speed quickly which makes me thankful for neighbors with large soft mulch beds around their landscaping which Harrison has learned to dive for.
But soft mulch just isn't enough for this competitive package and he spent an entire skating session perfecting "crashing"...boys :)

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Braggin' on Baby

This guy is amazing...I'm thinking he already knows it too. He just looks at me like, "yeah, I know", when I tell him everything I love about him.
From his wide open eyes and concentrated expressions, to his round cheeks filling out, to his super long toes and his soft newborn hair. And I love his open mouth kisses, little half smirks of his lips, and his soft sleeping noises.
What I'm really loving is his amazing sleeping skills and his five hour sleep stretches at night. I love his ability to go right back to sleep after eating and not making a peep until sunlight.
I love that his brothers think his gross side is awesome, they cheer on every burp, diaper explosion, spit-up, and pee on mom moment. And I love living life with these boys.

Monday, April 22, 2013

Zone Defense

When you've got four testosterone full, competitive driven, scoreboard watching, just-do-it attitude men under one roof, sports analogies are just part of our normal every day dialect.
So when we knew Wilson would be joining our family it wasn't hard to understand Matt's plan to change our strategy; time to go from man-to-man to zone defense.
I guess with two out in public by myself I had already been doing this somewhat, but, I do have two arms so technically one arm per boy and my man to man coverage was pretty decent.
There still managed to be a few upturned store displays, extra items in the cart, a meltdown here or there over spilled goldfish, and even a few ,"Where did he go?" moments.
But now we are going to the next level. I've got three bundles that don't stay still and they are super charged for adventure. They never cease to amaze me with turning Target into a wildlife expedition, but it's never boring.
So if we can make it out to the store and back with nothing broken, lost, missing, or crying I think we're doing pretty good. As Harrison likes to say in his game talk, "Bring it on Baby!"

Friday, April 19, 2013

My Three Sons

A Profile of the Brothers
Harrison: Our God given firstborn. He is a natural leader, take charge kind of guy. He has a fierce protectiveness for his mommy and brothers. He would rather direct than create, play outside than stay indoors, and wrestle instead of read. He hates hearing Wilson cry and becomes Mr. Fix-It to solve what may be causing the fussing. He is the right hand man of the house and takes his oldest brother role seriously by conducting daily sword fighting or football throwing lessons for both his brothers.
Jefferson is our quiet observer, intelligent, and more shy than his bigger outgoing brother. He notices every little detail of every situation. His sensitive little heart breaks when his baby brother, Wils, is fussing. He loves to read and color, create and compile. He is a creator, an instigator, and knows everyone of his brother's buttons to push. He does not give up easily, loves a challenge, and loves a good wrestling match. He loves to follow right instep with his big brother, but has not passed up an opportunity to dote on his baby brother.
Wilson is our feisty new little man. He is a very successful communicator and knows how to get his opinion across. He knows the voice of each of his wild and crazy family and has a 100% track record of stopping any fussing the second he is one of his big brothers' arms. This always perplexes me since the positions his brothers have him twisted through limbs and open palms providing zero secure feelings but must be relaxing to him.
And my boys, my three sons, the brothers, are all together a team of testosterone, bottomless pit tummies, and competitive drive. They are strong and brave, sword wielding and outgoing. They are men in training, future leaders, husbands, fathers, and heroes. Even at four years, 20 months, and 4 days they are already some of my heroes and I couldn't be more proud.
I could never put in words how much I love these three little men God has granted me the blessing to be a mother to. I love every minute of fruit snacking, wild wrestling, non-stop competing, cheeze-it devouring, flowers for momma's hair picking, never to big for a hug from mom needing moment. I am three times blessed and in love with three perfect little men.

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

To My Wils

Dear Wils, I didn't think you'd ever get here. Just when I thought I was going to be the first recorded case of permanent pregnancy, you decided to have a birthday.
This made your Daddy just as happy since I'm not sure how we would handle one more day with your whiny mommy.
Monday morning, April 15, we knew it was your birthday. Even your big brothers some how knew. Harrison declared it the day Wilson was coming and Jefferson was walking around singing, "Baby, baby, baby!"
Mommy and Daddy decided to head to the hospital around 2:45. By the time we got there and checked in and taken to a room it was time for you to be born. At 3:31PM, twenty-one minutes after getting to labor and delivery, you were in our arms, all 7lb 11oz and 20inches long of you.
Wilson, you are more of a miracle than we knew. All during labor I was feeling you move less and less and this momma's heart was getting worried which is a huge reason we went to the hospital when we did.
It wasn't until you were born that we learned the cord was very tight around your neck and cutting off your oxygen supply. I shudder to think "what if" -what if God hadn't prompted us to head to the hospital and you were born at home since you came so fast, what if we hadn't been close to medical care that gave you oxygen and got you crying that beautiful life giving sound?
And even after the cord was unwrapped and your skin turned pink and your cry got stronger did we see a huge knot in the cord as well. You, my Wils, have already made a mark for yourself. One that says you are planned, designed, and looked after by our Heavenly Father. One that says, "what if" questions aren't even needed...God reigns and praise Him for our handsome baby boy.
Wils, you are the most precious little man I could ever imagine to have join our family. You are the missing piece we didn't even know we needed until the second we held you. You hold our hearts now and you couldn't have two more adoring big brothers or proud Daddy or enamored Mommy. My heart is three times as full and richly blessed now that you are here with us.
I love you Wilson! Love, Your Mommy

Thursday, April 11, 2013

38 Weeks

Pregnancy This Week
How Far Along: 38 weeks
Size of Baby: Average baby is about7lbs and and 19.5" long.
  Harrison was 7lbs and 18" at birth.
 Jefferson was 7lbs 2oz. and 19" long. 
Wilson already feels bigger, at least to me!
Gender: Boy...Wilson Tyler!
Maternity Clothes: Still a mix of everything.
Movement: He's definitely a little slower in there these days. I was a little concerned about the fact that his movements had slowed down. But after talking to my midwife she confirmed what I've been feeling...he's just out of space to move!
Cravings: Still have zero appetite, I eat because I need to, but not because I really want to. There is one exception, my recent discovery of Edy's Coconut bars...oh my word...so good!
Symptoms: Besides feeling huge, ginormous, stretched to the limit, and done, I feel really blessed to be having such a great pregnancy. I still have a ton of energy, don't feel overly tired, I'm able to work out every day still and chase my other two little men around! :)
Best Moment of the Week: Finally got some encouraging news at my midwife appointment! I am now 4cm and everything is looking great. It reassured me that, even despite history, common knowledge, and first hand experience, I will in fact not remain pregnant forever :)

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Fact or Fiction

Harrison is into stories lately. He wants us to tell him stories, he wants to tell us stories. He wants a "made-up" story sometimes and other times he wants a "real story".
A real story involves an account from the Bible or something from Matt's or my childhood. A made-up story is anything under creation!
He usually will give us one or two things that he wants incorporated into the story like, "Can there be a cave and a knight with blue armor?"
While this is all great and fun, we've noticed Harrison is a little too much into stories, as in sometimes he'd rather tell a story than the facts.
This might be why when Matt asked him what he learned in school that day he elaborately embellished our insect study..."Well, we learned about an insect called a mosquito! It can dig into you body and once inside it drinks all your blood until there is nothing left! Then when it comes out it leaves behind a big itch!"
We've been attempting to help him realize how important it is to speak only the facts, but his opinion kinda makes sense from a fellow exaggerator's point of view, "But Mommy, my story is so much better than the real way!"

Monday, April 8, 2013

It Might Be Time to Have a Baby When...

You have nightmares about being pregnant until your unborn child is the equivalent age of a six month old. And because you haven't been nursing him for the past six months, you have zero milk supply and therefore won't be able to once he finally is born.
You are pinning recipes on Pinterest you would probably never really make or eat, but because your baby has grown so large, his caloric intake has exceeded your own. (I know this is not factual, but let's go with it for illustrative purposes).
You get sympathy stares from strangers in the grocery store as you push a loaded cart the size of your girth down the aisles while pulling along a toddler and a preschooler.
You discover your 4 year old visibly upset and upon asking him what's bothering him, he explains, "You said you have no idea when Wils will come. I'm afraid he is just going to fall out of your tummy and crash on the ground and get hurt because you won't know when he's coming to be ready to catch him!"
When people give you lines from the "Lord of the Rings" for encouragement..."A baby is never late; he will arrive precisely when he means to."
When your one year old looks at you like you are the swamp thing after emerging from the shower. 

Saturday, April 6, 2013

A Little Pink in a A Lot of Blue

Being in an all male household means "girl" things are few and far between.
So I felt pretty special when all my men supported my desire to see the cherry blossoms in the city.
My little rascals hiked the bank of the Potomac with their shutter snapping momma happy as could be with their bags of pretzels. 
I've kinda learned that in order to get lost in a world through my camera lens, snacks definitely help appease my troops, if not to keep them distracted enough to not attempt belly flopping in the river.
So while I was getting swallowed into the pink canopy overhead my men were dragging sticks through mud, chasing dogs, and Harrison even tried talking in a another language to an Arabic girl he met.
We ended up with a hole in a pair of jeans, a devoured bag of crackers, several "treasures" of tree limbs and rocks, and only one scraped knee...success!
In a world of adrenalin pumping guy movies, Transformers, and army men, I really feel special when all my men take a day to make my interests happen too.
 I ended up with several flowers picked just for me and tucked lovingly in my hair by my little men's hands and I had a blast being lost in the sea of blooms, even if these guys didn't really appreciate the beauty.
They were more lost in a world of poking sticks down manhole covers and terrorizing ants through a grass blade jungle.  At least we all found some entertainment and I couldn't be happier to be surrounded with these guys God has blessed me with.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

37 Weeks

Pregnancy This Week
How Far Along: 37 weeks
Size of Baby: Average baby is about 6 1/2lbs and and 19" long. Harrison was 7lbs and 18" at birth. Jefferson was 7lbs 2oz. and 19" long. Each boy seems to get a little bigger so will Wilson follow suit?
Gender: Boy...Wilson Tyler!
Maternity Clothes: Still a mix of everything.
Movement: Poor little man seems pretty tight in there these days. He does like to party at night and stretch out as much as possible when I'm laying down, but for the most part he can only roll and shift since he's in such tight quarters now.
Cravings: Nothing...I literally want nothing. I have zero appetite to the point where I forget if I've eaten meals since I just never feel hungry. I more eat out of knowing I need to, not because I want to.
Symptoms: Still just infrequent contractions and just being so ready to meet this little guy. Harrison even said tonight at dinner that he thinks Wilson will just stay inside Mommy's tummy forever! Ha! I think we are all ready for him to arrive! At my appointment today though I was only 2-3cm dilated so we may have some time yet to keep waiting for him. I'm trying not to be discouraged since at this point with both of the other boys I was already 4 or 5 cm dilated. Wilson might be the first baby I carry closer to his due date!
Best Moment of the Week: It may be silly, but my favorite part of this past week was going to the DMV to get our Virginia license plates and driver's licenses. I really wanted to get that done before Wilson arrived so that is great to have behind us. But it's also just an awesome feeling to be legally home again too! :)