Saturday, December 12, 2009

Blessing Day




This is how her sweet face was for most of the day (5 hours to be exact!) I still couldn't resist kissing it though!




Love My Brookie!



Classic picture. This is how I'll rememer her when I think back to her first months of life anyway

This is my favorite picture of her. My sister picked out the blessing dress, my mom bought it, and they surprised me with it a few weeks before. I loved it! Since she was such a little screamer the whole day I'm pretty sure I'm going to put her in it again. I just didn't get to enjoy her in it. I haven't even been able to put it away and the blessing was over two weeks ago! Who says they can't wear it more than once?

P.S. She has been so much happier lately. I think I might actually like her after all! Thanks for all the comments and advice. Nothing makes me feel better than to know others have suffered as I have!

Joy In the Journey???


Hmmm....I think that is a conference talk I'm going to have to re-read. These past weeks have been especially difficult around our home with a cute little, fuzzy headed baby who NEVER.....STOPS.....CRYING!!! And in turn I never stop crying either! Am I the only one whose husband came home to his crazy wife sobbing in her room while in the other room, with the door shut, his newborn was shrieking at the top of her lungs? Am I the only one who had a nervous and embarrassing breakdown in Costco with two crying kids? Anyone? Anyone?


I thought Brooklyn was a tough baby but she had nothin' on Leah! Brooklyn would cry every night for only a few hours, where Leah wakes up, eats, gives a smile or two, then begins her hours of screaming, falls into an exhausted sleep, then begins it all over again three hours later. So here are the tricks we've come up with to at least lessen her crying(and mine!):

This is the position she spends most of the day. Bundled up tight as can be.




Everyone in my family is afraid to hold her. She is officially the least favorite grand baby right now. The cutest and hairiest, but still the least favorite.I wish I could just take her in my arms and rock her gently to sleep, or to have her fall asleep on my chest. Instead it's a race to wrap her up like a burrito and either take her for a car ride, bounce her up and down, or put her in her swing on the highest setting that swings her about 90 miles per hour.




This book has saved more than one life around our house. Though this book doesn't solve all our problems, it has been amazing in teaching me WHY Leah cries so much and has lessened her fits from around 5 hours to sometimes only 3! I recommend anyone with a fussy/colicky baby to get this book.




On a brighter note, according to this book (aka my new bible) She should grow out of this in about six more weeks! And did I mention that if I ever decide to have more children I am going to officially adopt an eight year old?

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Two Week Pictures....Four Weeks Late

Now that Leah is six weeks old, we have officially gone six weeks with little to no sleep or silence! She rarely sleeps more than three hours at a time and when she's not sleeping, she is screamin her hairy little head off! That in itself if a whole post on it's own, so for now I will just focus on the positive...

I absolutely Love, LOve, LOVE how these pictures turned out. If you don't fall in love with these two little girls there's something wrong! I love how awake Leah is in some showing off her big blue eyes, and sound asleep in the others. I think she looks so different from one to the next.
Enjoy!


This was her birth announcement






























































Monday, November 9, 2009

Our (sleep deprived) Two Weeks in Review....

She looks innocent enough, but don't be deceived.....she parties all night long!





Brooklyn was thrilled to finally be able to feed her baby sister her very first bottle!!! She's been a little disappointed that her "baby sissy" isn't a little more fun. She rarely takes a bottle and refuses a binky, all the things Brooklyn was so excited to give her when she came.
My Little Trick or Treaters...

While Brooklyn throws a fit if her dad messes up her hair, she hates, hates, hates, puffy, girly clothes! It was a lot of fun talking about being Tinkerbell, but when she saw the fluffy costume coming towards her, she told me "maybe I don't want to go trick-or-treating. Let's just stay home." So we settled for a t-shirt underneath and she was a little happier. My favorite touch was the flowers on her braces!

Only 5 Days Old






Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Welcome Home Baby Leah!


Leah (still working on/arguing about the middle name) Fisher

Born Monday October 26th, 12:50 p.m.
7lbs. 9oz. 21 inches


The Labor and delivery was less than 4 hours and just what I had hoped for. It took us almost a full day to decide on a name and finally settled on Leah. When I was only two or three months along Brooklyn told me she was going to have a sister and her name was Leah. I had another favorite name in mind but at the end of the day I had to admit that Leah fit her perfectly. I guess she knew something we didn't!






I loved that first night with her. It was just me and my new baby. I was so excited that I couldn't even sleep, I just kept staring at her. Finally I had the nursery take her at 2:30 for a few hours so I could sleep just a little.

That night I kept thinking how blessed I was to have this perfect little girl at my side. I didn't get to hold or feed Brooklyn until she was four days old. I know that that made me so much more grateful for my first night with Leah (even if I did finally send her to the nursery!)







First Bath...and a New Hair-do






In Her First Outfit Goin' Home!







No one 18 years or younger is allowed to visit in the hospital, so it was more than a full day before Brooklyn got to see or hold her new baby sister. And since then Brooklyn has pretty much ignored her!






Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Parks and Pumpkins


About a month ago I was reading in my readers digest about a woman who put together a community project to build an "all access park" in her hometown. Jonny and I have always wished we lived near a wheelchair friendly park and have talked about how we could get one built here. Well the article inspired us to do a little research on the topic. Jonny has called many people and started the long process to see how to get one here in our town.
We found out that 2 hours away such a project had just been completed so we took a day to visit this brand new park with Brooklyn, her cousins, and of course to test it's claim to be "wheelchair friendly." (notice there is no rocks or bark, only soft ground....I love it!)


There are very few places that Brooklyn can take her wheelchair besides maybe the mall or church, so she was thrilled to cruise around this park. She loved keeping up with her cousins and shrieked with happiness the entire time. Anytime we helped her with her wheelchair we were screamed at that "she could do it herself!" When really she was flying down the ramps at a very unsafe speed!


"Look I can do it myself!"
I am not proud to say that the last part of the summer I avoided taking Brooklyn to the park at all. I was too hot and it was getting more and more difficult to carry her up and down everything the more pregnant I got. It was so fun to see Brooklyn be so independent at this park that I was able to put my swollen feet up and watch her take off!


Even the swings are made extra big so it was easy to get her in and out with her braces on. I don't know how many times I have struggled getting her out that I have almost had to go find help!

Before you continue reading..... this is my disclaimer:

This was not my idea

I resisted the whole time

If you knew my mom, you would know how this all happened........

Which of these things is not like the others? One of these things just doesn't belong....(you know the tune)
I guess my mom knew this was the only way to get me to post a pregnant picture of myself! My mom came up with the bright idea and seriously harassed me for at least a week to paint my belly and take pictures of it. Someday I may enjoy them a little more, but it's sad when the size of my face matches my belly!
At least Jonny and Brooklyn seem to be enjoying themselves!


You have to admit that my mother, the artist, did a pretty good job making it look so real