My sweet Henry turned five yesterday. FIVE.

Five’s a big one. A closing of the door on the little kid years, on that first chapter of a child’s story, when he belongs totally to us. Now suddenly he’s in school and little by little, we’re going to watch as he becomes more independent and starts making his way in the world; starts being influenced by people and forces beyond our control. It’s scary but also exciting to be at this milestone birthday, and I’m looking forward to seeing what five will bring for him and for us.

It was a great day, even though I was so exhausted all day I could barely keep my eyes open. Baby girl has really not figured out her days and nights yet still, so I’m up so late every night and feeling quite tired these days. But that’s another post for another day.

We baked funfetti cupcakes Sunday night for him to take to school, and he’d picked out spider, bat and skull rings to put on top. We got the whole family ready yesterday morning so that we could get in the van and meet him off the bus at school, cupcakes in hand. We all got to go inside the school, and while Henry went into the gym to stand with his class before the bell rang, we went into his classroom with his teacher for a minute. We actually have our first parent/teacher conference with her tomorrow night, but she still took a minute to rave about Henry and show us a picture he’d drawn for her on one of the first days of school that she had taped to the door (a “surprised lemon”), all by itself. It made me very proud!

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Monday is library day and in all the excitement of bringing the cupcakes, we forgot to grab his books to return. I discovered this as soon as we got home, so I ran back to school to bring them to him. School had already started and the principal was talking over the loud speaker, and I kind of think it was meant to be that we forgot the books. I was able to hear the principal announce Henry’s birthday, and then I got to peek into the classroom as they all said the pledge of allegiance. It was so fun to see Henry in that environment.

Oh, and one thing I wanted to remember – last week he came home from school and said that his birthday was going to be on “Hummus Day.” We were like … huh? Then we figured it out – Columbus Day. Close, bud.

So I picked him up from school a couple hours later, and when we got home he told us about how the class sang him happy birthday, and how he got to go to the office and get a birthday card and a new pencil. After a quick lunch we headed to Monkey Joe’s in Waukesha. Those bounce house places are rather hellish for me, but the kids love them so I deal. I just feel caged in and surrounded by rambunctious kids and germs and noise – blech. Ellie slept the whole time and I wore her in the Moby while the boys bounced and played arcade games. We came home so Ben could nap, and after pumping a bottle for Ellie, Henry and I headed out into the rain to get some Starbucks and then hit up Toys R Us. We sat in Starbucks for a few minutes since Henry didn’t want to spill his hot chocolate in the van, and I marveled at the big boy across the table from me as I sipped my much-needed coffee.

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I usually put a lot of thought into Henry’s birthday gifts, buying them weeks in advance and wrapping them up nice, but this year, there was just nothing we could think to get him. There were a few very specific things he wanted – a Kiwi Crate subscription, Frozen on DVD, craft supplies – and I already gave those ideas away to family. I did get him a like-new winter coat last week at a local kids’ consignment store, and I saved that to give him yesterday, though I didn’t wrap it.

At Toys R Us, I told him he could pick out something he wanted. We made our way through the store and nothing really spoke to him. Seriously, the kid is just not into toys. He finally got really excited about a Star Wars Nerf gun, and I told him we shouldn’t get that because one of his grandparents was getting him one of those, since he’d asked for one. But we rationalized that with two, he could play with Ben or daddy, so I let him get that, and some extra bullets.

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Dave got the boys Culver’s for dinner, and then he took Henry to soccer while I stayed home with the littles. When they got home we did cake, which was just a little cake in a bread pan made with leftover cupcake batter. ;) Henry had a good day, and the celebration will continue this weekend when we have family over on Saturday, and in early November when we celebrate with our little group of friends.

Henry at age five is … all over the board. Sweet, but also quite sassy. Smart, but frustrates easily. Emotional and dramatic, but sociable and kind. Adventurous yet cautious. Responsible, but self-centered. Hilarious, adorable, creative and curious. He keeps us on our toes and drains us and makes us laugh and makes us proud. He’s a charmer and a great big brother and we love him fiercely. Five years seems like so long and hardly any time at all at the same time. I love being his mom, and I love watching him become this unique and beautiful person he’s becoming.

Happy birthday, bud.

A few thoughts on Ellie’s birth; and on having a daughter

I remember in the hospital room the night Ellie was born I said to Dave with wide eyes and a smile – “yep, I’m definitely ok with never having to do THAT again!” It was so painful and boy, did I have zero desire to ever go through that again.

We agreed to three kids and I knew this would be my last time going through pregnancy and childbirth. I savored my pregnancy as best I could, and now I’m soaking up my sweet newborn as much as I can, too. I get sad sometimes looking at her and knowing this is as little as she’ll ever be, and that I’ll never get to have a newborn again. But I know I’d feel that way with a fourth baby, too, and I can’t just keep having babies just to enjoy that fleeting time again and again! I’m at peace with our family as it is, and I feel so beyond grateful that I have the three healthy and beautiful children I always dreamed of.

Camera Roll-451I’m slowly realizing, though, that even though I’m obviously so thankful that Ellie arrived safely and perfectly healthy, I feel a little gipped when it comes to her birth. Certainly no one can predict how a birth will go down, and every birth is different, and there are definitely no guarantees with any of it. I’m very fortunate it all turned out beautifully – I know that.

But it happened SO FAST that I didn’t get to enjoy any part of it.

Now, one may argue that birth is not meant to be “enjoyable.” But despite the pain, I think it is seriously enjoyable! You’re bringing new life into the world!

I had a good deal of pain with each of the boys, but I was able to get an epidural and have some relief during the pushing stage. I worked to get that baby out each time and then relish that moment of seeing him for the first time, watching him cry his first cries and be put in my arms and laid on my chest. Such a sweet, unbelievably beautiful moment that is. As much as I was anxious about giving birth again, I was also SO looking forward to the whole experience again, and particularly to that moment.

But I didn’t get that moment this time. (And it kind of bums me out. I also realize that if I were a childless woman reading that – or maybe anyone reading that – I’d think wow, what a brat. I mean, I got my healthy baby.)

I did, and I’m thankful. I’ve mentioned that, right? SO THANKFUL. I look at Ellie and I could just weep over how blessed I feel to have her here safe in my arms. But all that aside, I do still wish my birth experience had been different. There are so many emotions that come with giving birth, and I didn’t have time to really feel many of them.

I’ve also said to quite a few people that, even though I’ve never even really entertained the thought of NOT finding out the gender of my babies, this birth experience totally solidified for me that that was the right choice for me! For one thing, finding out each time was always one of the most fun, exciting experiences of my life. Three of the best days of my whole life were my gender reveal days! But also? Had I kept this one a secret til the end, I know I would have built up that moment in my head for my whole pregnancy. That moment when the baby came out and the doctor held her up and either the doctor or Dave said “it’s a girl!”

I was in such a daze after she came out that it took me a good few minutes to really get my bearings. Plus no doctor was there to deliver her, so she was lying there in a heap on the bed behind me. I vaguely remember looking at her and thinking yup, no penis there, she’s a girl. But talk about anticlimactic had I not known!

I also remember the nurse handing her over to me, and I know that for those first few minutes, I wasn’t totally able to feel happy and excited and really take in my brand new baby girl who I’d been waiting months and months to meet. She felt a little foreign in my arms, and I was actually pretty grossed out by the blood and gunk (and pee!) she got on me, and I know I didn’t feel that way with my boys. I was just so shaken up by her crazy fast birth that I could not enjoy those first few minutes at all. I think this picture sums it up pretty well.

Now, again, I totally get that in the grand scheme of things, it’s seriously no big deal. I don’t dwell on it. But when I do think about how I’ll never get to do it again, I find myself wishing it had gone differently.

But alas, I’m done giving birth forever, and I guess at least I have a good story for the last one. And I do remind myself, too, that the fast birth may have meant not really getting to enjoy any part of the birth experience, but it also meant finding out what it feels like to have a natural birth, which I certainly wouldn’t have done by choice, and it meant a really easy recovery this time, too – and I am super thankful for that part!

The other thing I’ve realized pretty quickly these past few weeks is how very, very much I wanted a daughter.

I didn’t want to admit how badly I wanted this one to be a girl. Oh, how I wanted boys and how I adore my boys. But truly, when I pictured my future family, of course I pictured both genders. And while I know I would have been so happy about and so in love with a third boy, I also know that deep down, I would have felt some disappointment at never having a daughter – and I can’t say for sure how long that feeling would have lasted. Maybe a day or two, or maybe, in some ways, for my whole life.

I didn’t think having a girl would feel all that different right away, since babies are babies, right? But it does feel different already, in so many ways. She’s just such a girl already. The way she cries, the way she nurses, the way she holds her hands – she’s a girl. And I love love love being able to experience having a girl. I love getting her dressed. I love her dainty little face and her gorgeous hair and her beautiful little smile. I love thinking about what she’ll be like as she grows up. I love that she has two big brothers who love her so much and will be there for her throughout her life. It’s just … amazing. And I adore her more than words could ever say.

Those are just some thoughts I wanted to get out. I wish my birth had gone a bit differently. But I have my baby girl here now – my daughter – and for that, I feel blessed beyond measure.

Ellie is 6 weeks old

Ellie at 5 weeks old / One-month check-up

Ellie had her one-month check-up a few days late yesterday, at 5 weeks old. She’s a peanut at 9 lbs, 7 oz. – I think my boys probably weighed that within their first week or so! But that just means more little baby time for me and I am loving it. She’s tall, too – 22.5 inches, a full two inches taller than when she was born. Girl’s been growing! So right now she’s in the 50th percentile for weight and 95th for height.

She has some pretty bad baby acne going on right now, and the pedi said that peaks right around one month and should be clearing up. She’s also now on baby Zantac, 1/2 mL 2x/day for her spitting up. Both boys were on it by this point, too, and it helped a lot.

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At her two-week appointment the doc had noted that her hip was loose, so I was nervously awaiting what she’d have to say about it at this appointment. Sure enough, Ellie’s hip is still not fused in its socket like it should be, so we have to go to another clinic next week to have an ultrasound. Worst case scenario is that she’ll have to be in a harness for a couple of months. I have a cousin and a friend whose kids had to have this, and while I obviously hope it won’t be necessary, if it is, I know we’ll just have to deal with it and be thankful that it’s a fairly easy fix.

Ellie continues to wake up to the world around her more every day. She still sleeps a ton, but when she’s awake she’s super alert and adorable, meeting our eyes, following us with her eyes when we move, and smiling and cooing when we talk to her. The smiles are still quick and sporadic, but they’re beautiful! Can’t wait til she’s smiling all the time. Soon!

She prefers to have the bulk of her awake time be in the evening, from 7 pm until 11 pm or sometimes midnight. She still sleeps well once she goes to sleep, usually sleeping five or six hours for her first stretch at night, but those late nights have been a bit rough. When I’ve been up since 5:30 or 6:30 a.m. and I’m only getting five or six hours of sleep a night, I’m SO tired by 11 pm and just want to go to bed. And while she welcomes sleep all day, she fights it at night! Her eyes will be so heavy, but she’ll just keep popping them back open when it’s time for bed. Last night I attempted to put her to bed earlier, like right after the boys went to bed, and while it still took probably 90 minutes to get her to sleep, we were both sleeping by 9:30 pm instead of 11 or 12. She slept by me in bed til 11 pm or so when I moved her to her room, and then she slept til after 5 am.

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Nursing has still been going quite well, though her appetite is just so little compared to her brothers at this same stage. My supply isn’t as big as it was with the boys because of that, and I just realized that I should probably start pumping more to actually get a freezer stash going. So I’ve pumped the past couple of days in addition to her feedings, and I got about 4 oz. each time, so that’s a decent start. She’ll down a 4 oz. bottle no problem when I pump, but there’s no way she eats that much when she nurses, except on the rare occasion that she has an extra long feeding. But she usually eats for about five minutes and then falls asleep. So she’s still eating probably every two hours during the day, sometimes more. I’m very thankful that’s not the case at night!

She’s crying and fussing a bit more than she was during her first month of life, but it’s still very minimal compared to most babies, I’d think. She’s usually just pretty content. Her household is loud as can be and she doesn’t seem phased by that. She does get a bit annoyed when her brothers are up close and in her face, which is fairly often.

I didn’t think either of my boys would dislike their baby sister, but I did think that maybe they’d be indifferent to her for awhile. But they are just so in love with her, it’s really sweet. Henry especially. He says things like “I just love my sister so much” and  “I love her so much I could cry, mom” and “I’m so glad I got a sister.” Ben loves to help and get her her nuk when it falls out or take her diapers to the garbage for me, and he takes the “Ellie Belly” nickname to another whole level by saying “hiiiii Ellie Belly Jelly Belly Ellie Jelly Jelly” or some variation of that. He may have gotten that from his obnoxious mama and ran with it. ;)

She’s just a complete doll, our Eleanor. It’s funny – we named her Eleanor and thought that’d be her name, but we also intended to probably call her Ellie sometimes as a nickname. But oh, how Ellie has stuck, and quickly. She’s just an Ellie.

Ellie Bear. Ellie Claire. Ellie Belly. We all love her so much!

Ellie is 5 weeks, 1 day old

School days

Camera Roll-92Henry started school a month ago, the day after Labor Day, just after we brought baby Ellie home. I was so excited all summer for this big milestone ahead of us, and now here we are a month in and it’s going better than I could have hoped. Henry LOVES school, and I love that he loves it.

He takes the bus to school and has been so brave and excited about it from day one, which is awesome. Also slightly surprising since he tends to be kind of a baby about the unknown (and, well, lots of things) … But he gets right on there with a smile and a wave and my heart could burst as I watch the bus drive away.

The first day of school, our whole family drove him down to the bus stop after we’d taken the requisite first-day photos at home, and I couldn’t contain my tears as I watched him get on. I was all out sobbing by the time Dave drove the van up the street to pick me up. I’m sure the postpartum hormones didn’t help, either, but still – it was quite the emotional moment! The very first day of what will now be years and years of going to school and growing up and experiencing all kinds of new things. It’s a big deal.

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He goes to school every day, with the bus picking him up around 8:15 and dropping him back off around 11:25. His school is a few minutes away, he loves his teacher, and he says he has 21 kids in his class. Whenever I ask him who he talked to that day, it’s almost always girls he mentions. He comes home with worksheets and art projects and new songs that he sings for us. All of September they had color days where they were to wear a certain color, and October starts a reading challenge where he needs to read with us for 15 minutes a day. Monday is library day, and he comes home with three new books on those days. He packs a snack in his backpack each morning. He can recite the entire pledge of allegiance. It’s all just so fun.

Camera Roll-349I mentioned the bus stop … the bus situation has been a bit of a fiasco since day one but it’s finally figured out. Prior to this week, the bus would pick him up two blocks away, so each day I had to pack up the other kids twice a day to get him down there and pick him up. On the days Shelly takes the boys, she would get Henry at the bus after school. But what an inconvenience, especially with winter on its way.

And it’d be fine, I get that they can’t pick up every kid at his/her own house – but the kicker is that after we took Henry down to the bus stop, the bus would then drive right past our house two minutes later! So I had to make a couple calls and send an email, but we finally got the route changed so Henry now gets picked up and dropped off right in front of our house, as of Monday. So much better, obviously! And I wouldn’t have put up a stink had it not been for the fact that the darn bus drove right past us. I feel so relieved that it was taken care of and now Shelly won’t have to pack up Ben and Ellie to get Henry to and from the bus stop each day when it’s cold outside. Obviously one of the huge perks of having a nanny is that the kids don’t have to go out in the freezing cold every day!

One other thing to note – extracurricular activities. Henry really wanted to do tee-ball this summer, so we got him into a six-week program that taught 3-5 year olds the fundamentals. It was a bit boring for us after the excitement of the newness of it wore off, but he had fun. And now he’s doing the same thing with soccer on Monday nights. He’s gone twice and will go for four more weeks, and it’s been really fun so far. I like baseball more than soccer as a sport, but when it comes to my kid playing, there’s certainly a lot more action taking place with soccer! It’ll be interesting to see what sports and activities Henry takes a liking to. And my other kids, too, of course! For now, Benny is the cute little brother who comes to watch and wants so badly to participate, too. He has been joining the group at soccer and it’s hilarious to watch. Particularly because Ben is more coordinated than a lot of the kids in the course – maybe even his bro. But shhh, don’t tell Henry I said that. ;)

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These are a few pics from this morning of Henry waiting outside the front door for the bus to come. He told me to close the door, that he could wait all by himself. I’d open the door and he’d hide and then squeal when I spotted him. Or I’d open the door and tickle him, making him erupt in giggles. Shelly had just driven away with Ben, and Henry told me, as he has before, that he likes Shelly better than me. But not to worry, because he LOVES me more than Shelly.

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My sassy little school kid.

Henry is 11 days shy of 5 years old
Benny is 2 years, 7 1/2 months old
Ellie is 5 weeks, 1 day old

Life on maternity leave the third time around

Ah, maternity leave. How I love thee.

A chance to check out a real life, be home and just soak in my sweet baby. I’m five weeks into my leave, with seven weeks left. I’m enjoying it SO much.

This leave has been very different than my last two, and in different ways. I think when people picture maternity leave, they picture lazy days spent napping and snuggling one’s little baby, but I’ve quickly learned that that scenario is really only possible with your first baby. On my 13 weeks off with Henry, I spent probably 75% of my time on the couch, nursing, letting him nap on me, and watching Gilmore Girls. All seven seasons, straight through. It was lazy and completely blissful.

My leave with Ben was the polar opposite from that – not lazy, not blissful, and honestly, not really that enjoyable at all. Having two kids rocked my world and I was so severely sleep-deprived. I only had Henry in daycare two days a week, and I had to do all the transportation on those days, cutting my time with just Benny fairly short. The time I did have to snuggle and spend with my sweet Ben was awesome, but I feel like I didn’t get much time to do that.

This time around has been anything but lazy – quite the opposite, really – but it’s also been pretty darn blissful. There’s not a ton of just sitting on the couch and taking it easy, or even just getting outside and taking leisurely walks, and I fear I may look back one day and regret that, but I’m just not good at ‘down time’ these days. My to-do list is eight miles long and it drives me kind of crazy to feel like I’m not getting those things done. Even though I know, I know – babies don’t keep, and I do soak in my sweet Ellie every second I can. She sleeps a lot, of course, and often I’ll wear her in the Moby while I’m on the computer or doing something around the house, just so we can be close.

Life is just different now, with a house and two other kids to take care of, a new business with It Works that I’m working hard to build, a nonprofit, a blog, and about a thousand more things to take care of and manage than I had even five years ago. And that’s ok. It’s overwhelming at times, but this is how I prefer life to be – big and full and busy. And then when the quiet, calm moments come, I take a deep breath and enjoy them.

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Since my recovery was so easy this time, since I’m sleeping more than I did with my last two newborns (though still not enough!), and since this time of year is just so gorgeous, I’ve been out and about much more during this leave than with my last ones.

I wish there were more hours in the day, but that will never change, I suppose. Sometimes I wonder how I’ll manage it all once I’m back to work, but then I realize that so much will actually be easier. Right now I’m home all day and can’t ignore the messes and dirt and house stuff that needs attention. When I’m back at work I can ignore them, and/or Shelly will take care of some of them. Right now it’s easy to get interrupted when I need to call for an appointment or pay a bill or do something on the computer. I have to really plan for when I’m going to take a shower, between Henry’s school times, Shelly times, when the baby needs to eat, when we have plans, etc. When I’m back at work, I just need to shower when I wake up, no questions asked!

But it’s been really awesome so far, and I’m super lucky that I’m able to have part-time childcare for the boys during my leave. I have all the kids home with me on Mondays and Fridays, and while I still contend that this transition from two to three has been SO much smoother than the transition from one to two, it’s still a tall order taking care of three young kids all day. I am enjoying the extra time with my boys, though, too.

Shelly takes the boys on Tuesday afternoon and then all day on Wednesday and Thursday. Those days with just Ellie are so quiet and lovely! And Shelly does all the transportation, too, except when Dave picks the boys up on Wed/Thurs. She even comes back at mid-day to get Henry after school so I can stay put with the baby. It’s amazing, to say the least! And it’s been so nice to be able to chat with her and have her hold Ellie and see how much she’s changing. Going back to work after having a baby is never easy, but it sure will be easier knowing that Ellie will be home and with someone who already cares about her so much!

I have about five more blog posts I want to compose, so I’ll leave this one at that. I know I wanted to get down how this maternity leave has been going, and how busy and different it’s been from my previous two, and how much I’m enjoying it, especially knowing it’s my last one. It feels so luxurious and incredible to be off work for an extended amount of time! Especially in the fall, and especially with a sweet newborn baby girl to hang out with all day. I love it.

Ellie is five weeks old

Ellie’s Newborn Photos

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Even though she gave birth to her baby boy two days before I gave birth to Ellie and is technically on maternity leave, my lovely friend Andrea still agreed to take Ellie’s newborn photos for us a couple weekends ago when Ellie was 2 1/2 weeks old. The results are beautiful and I’m so appreciative that Andrea captured our baby girl at such a sweet time in her little life!

Of course, it’s eternally funny to me how these family photos we take can’t and don’t really tell the story of real life, of what’s happening just outside the frame. If a picture is worth 1,000 words, then all that is just outside the space and time of that one captured millisecond is worth about a million of them. These photos are filled with beauty and peace and serenity … and yet (inevitably, I suppose) the reality of the 2 1/2 hour shoot was anything but!

Andrea and I both had new babies to contend with – her with her hungry and wanting-to-be-held Sammie, and me with my girl who just wanted to be awake and squirmy when we needed her to be sleepy and cooperative. Andrea and I both had to take breaks to nurse and to soothe our babes. The boys were loud and active and had to be wrangled for the photos. Henry smiled his new fake smile when all I wanted him to do was smile normally. And I felt less than glowing in my postpartum state.

But alas, we ended up with gorgeous pictures we’ll cherish. I especially love the ones of just Ellie, who is so precious and already looks different today than she did in these photos. The newborn stage is so fleeting and I’m grateful we were able to capture it.

And one very real thing that these photos capture is just how much we all adore this new family member of ours.

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Photos taken September 14
2 weeks, 4 days old

Ellie at 2 1/2 weeks old – Our dream boat baby

Camera Roll-454Ellie is 17 days old already!

The time has gone fast, though at the same time, her birth seems really long ago, and life before her already feels like a different lifetime. Either way, she’s growing and growing, and I’m doing all I can to savor this precious time with my last newborn!

Thankfully, I have been able to enjoy these first weeks the most out of all my babies. I joked while pregnant about getting an ‘easy’ baby, but I never thought it would happen. I fully expected to be pretty miserable these first few weeks with the recovery, and to be really sleep-deprived for a good six months or a year, as I was when my boys were babies. And who knows, that part may still happen! But right now? I’m tired, but I’m sleeping more with a two-week-old than I was when either of my boys were several months old. It’s amazing.

Ellie is a dream. I look at her and I can’t really believe she’s mine, that I have a daughter. She’s just so beautiful and SWEET and easygoing. Again, of course she’s just a newborn still. But I can hope this bodes well for her overall personality and demeanor as she grows!

I have a list next to me here of things I want to remember about this stage, and one of the them is “doesn’t cry much.” Yesterday, of course, she had a few crying jags that lasted several minutes – by far the longest she’s ever cried before. So maybe she is waking up to the world and will start crying and voicing her opinion more – only time will tell. But so far, she’s truly barely cried. She’ll cry for a few seconds but can be easily consoled, and even when she does cry, it’s more like adorable little yells than all-out crying. One noticeable instance of the not crying is when I wake up with her in the middle of the night. She squawks and grunts a bit, and I go in there and I have to change her diaper before I feed her. I remember my boys crying through that pre-feeding diaper change every single time – they were hungry! But little miss E just shows her impatience by grunting a little and once in awhile letting out a little whine. (Though last night she did cry while I changed her diaper – this honeymoon phase may be nearing its end!)

I think her biggest “issue” is her little digestive system not working so well just yet. She gets really uncomfortable after feedings, and she spits up SO MUCH. Oh my gosh, the spit-up. I think she pukes about five times after each feeding. She goes through sleepers and outfits like nobody’s business. I am continuously covered in spit-up. And sometimes it’s A LOT of spit-up. I’m like, dude, that’s half of what you just ate, what a waste! So during the day she will sometimes eat every hour or two, since she can’t keep that little belly full!

She also sneezes quite often (so cute) and gets the hiccups several times each day, like violent hiccups. Both boys were on baby Zantac for reflux from a pretty early age – we’ll see at her one-month check-up if I’ll be 3 for 3 with medicating my babies for reflux.

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The actual nursing though is going so, so well. She’s a champ, latching right on and just eating away. (Though she does fall asleep on the boob so fast most times, so she’ll often only nurse for 5-10 minutes at a time – another reason, probably, that she wants to eat so often.)

I remember recently seeing Halle Berry on Ellen and her talking about the difference between her daughter when she was a baby and now her new son when it came to nursing. She said her daughter would just be sweet and gentle and suckle away, and now her son was like a monster, just attacking her boob and wanting to wolf down his milk. Obviously I had nothing to compare my boys to up til now, but what she explained holds true over here, too! I can’t get over just how dainty and gentle she is when she nurses. It’s the sweetest thing. Being able to nurse a baby again is just amazing, and I can’t get enough of watching her and touching her amazingly long hair and chubby little cheeks as she nurses.

Camera Roll-520And still so far, so good in the sleep department. The girl SLEEPS. She sleeps much of the day, giving us a few periods of awake, alert time, which we all love. The boys will say “Mom! Ellie’s awake!!” and run over to her. She has most of her awake time in the late evening, of course, when we’re both tired and just want to relax a bit. But once she falls asleep again around 9 or 10 or 11 p.m., she sleeps.

Every night has been slightly different, but she gave us 4.5-hour stretches almost immediately, and that’s only improved. The past week she’s awakened just once in the night most nights. One night was twice – 12:45 and 4:45 – but I also hadn’t fed her before going to bed myself that night since she was sleeping. Most other nights it’s just once, but the time varies. 2 a.m., 3 a.m., 4 a.m. One night she made it til nearly 5 a.m. The sleeping is insane and I will TAKE it, even though my poor boobs are on the verge of exploding every night. And I’ve never had supply issues, but it worries me to think that it may affect my supply if she doesn’t eat all night most nights. The one trade-off to the once-per-night wakings right now is that two recent nights she had me up for more than an hour each time, which just seems excessive. Though I do remember plenty of those nights with the boys, too. When she wakes up for a second feeding in the early morning hours, like around 5 or 6, I’ve been bringing her into our bed so I can nurse her lying down and then snuggle til it’s time to get up.

Of course, I’ve had this post started in my drafts for three days now, and had I posted it sooner, all would have still been magical. But I had my first real ‘low’ point just last night, and I imagine more will come as this girl grows! She slept aaaaaaall day and evening yesterday, and then woke up around 8 p.m. – and would not go back to sleep. By 10 p.m. I was exhausted and so ready for bed, and she’d spit up on me so much and I was just frozen to the bone sitting on the couch with her. Dave was out grocery shopping and the boys were in bed, obviously. She was fussy and super uncomfortable, so I walked and bounced with her, nursed her a lot, changed a few diapers … still she just stayed awake. I finally took her upstairs around 10:30 and took a hot bath to warm up, her in the bouncy seat next to me in the bathroom. She sucked on her nuk and stayed pretty content – though Henry’s getting sick and whined for me once, and Dave wasn’t home yet, so I had to get out dripping wet and go comfort him, which was annoying. After my bath, we got into her room around 11 p.m. and I nursed her again, and STILL she wouldn’t sleep. By 11:45 p.m. I was feeling just deliriously tired, having been up since 6 a.m. for the day and being home with all the kids all day. I put her down just before midnight and prayed she’d sleep, and I got all pissy at Dave, not that any of it was his fault, just saying how DONE I was for the night. I crawled into my bed and cried for a minute at how tired I felt!

Obviously this wasn’t *that* bad and I’ve had much worse moments with the boys and being super exhausted. But I’ve been spoiled these past two weeks, and I was just so tired! She was up to eat at 2 and 5, but went back to sleep both times pretty easily. And since today’s Saturday, I could lay in bed til 7:30 with Ellie while Dave got up with the boys at 6 a.m. (They always wake up earlier on weekends, it’s ridiculous.)


Everyone in our family continues to be nuts about her. Dave is adorable with her – it’s pretty fun to see him with a little girl! Of course, it helps that she’s such a good baby, too. Henry and Ben are so engaged with her, wanting to help out, wanting to see her and talk to her and hold her and help feed her if I’ve pumped a bottle. It’s very sweet. That’s another thing to note – we introduced a bottle probably over a week ago and she took it with no problem, and she’s had probably 4 or 5 bottles total now. I even pumped before we went to the farmer’s market Saturday morning last weekend and gave her a bottle myself when we were there. I love nursing, but I sure do also appreciate how convenient pumping can be.

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Before she was born, I wasn’t sure what we’d call her. We were all leaning toward Ellie and the boys were already calling her that, but I wasn’t sure it would feel “right.” But it does. I’ve always loved the name Ella, but it doesn’t fit her at all, I’ve found. Henry calls her that once in awhile but I don’t think it’ll ever stick. We call her Eleanor sometimes, and I still do love her full name, but she just seems like an Ellie. It fits her perfectly. I call her “Ellie Belly” a lot, or even Ellie Belly Jelly Belly. The boys call our nanny, Shelly “Shel-Bell” since she’d mentioned that that’s what her last family’s kids called her, so now I’ve been calling Ellie “Elle-Bell.” Those are pretty much her only nicknames so far. She gets a lot of “sweetie” and boy do I tell her a lot how beautiful and perfect she is to me – I just can’t help it. And I never tire of calling her “my girl.” My GIRL! It’s surreal still that I have a daughter. I adore it.

I’m taking tons of pictures of her, since she’s beautiful, duh, and since she’s just changing so fast! She looks so different in every picture I take, it seems.

And finally, that new baby smell? Come on, now. I cannot smell her head enough, kiss her face enough, breathe in her sweet milky breath enough. And the noises they make? Babies sure are something special.

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A few things I also don’t want to forget … she had her first doc appointment at one week old and got her Hep B shot that we delayed at the hospital. Always brutal, she cried hard!! She weighed 7 lbs, 14 oz. at her one-week appointment, so she was almost back up to her birth weight. At her two-week check-up, she’d grown an inch since birth (21.5 inches) and was up to 8 lbs, 5 oz. I know my boys gained quite a bit more than that in their first couple weeks – maybe a boy thing, or maybe Ellie just spits up too much to be gaining as much! But it’s wild to look at her and know Henry weighed more than that when he came out, and she’s already more than two weeks old. I do feel like I’m getting more little, teeny baby time than I got with my boys, which is really nice, since they grow SO fast as it is!

Anyway, life is good around here 2 1/2 weeks in with our baby girl. Henry is loving school, Benny is adorable (and a total handful), and I’m thankful as heck to be feeling so good and to have Shelly taking the boys 2 1/2 days each week. Those days at home with just my girl are completely blissful. I’ve had lots of visitors and the social schedule continues to fill up, which is fun – though I’m trying to not over-schedule so that I can just have days to relax, too!

We have our newborn pictures with Andrea here at the house tomorrow morning, which I’m very excited about. The weather is getting chillier, which is both exciting and a bummer … I love fall but oh, I’m not ready for this beautiful summer to be over already! And I gotta say, it’s an amazing feeling to know I don’t go back to work til mid-November, and it’s only mid-September right now.

Pretty special and irreplaceable time going on right now. I’m soaking it up as much as I possibly can.

Henry is one month away from five years old (!)
Benny is 2 years, 7 months old
Ellie is 17 days old
Three kids. I love it so much. :)