But y'all? I am so happy.
And I truly keep meaning to get back to my little corner of the web, because no matter how crazy things are around here, I really do want to document what's going on in our lives so I can look back and remember what is sure to one day be a blur!
So I've pulled out my trusty ol' MacBook and am here for some invigorating Friday randoms...
*First things first - my sweet E. He's doing GREAT. Such a good, easy baby so far. He rarely cries and if he does, it's usually easy to figure out why and make it stop. He ended up weighing a whopping 12lbs 3oz at his one-month checkup, which was technically at 5 weeks. He's nursing every 2-3 hours during the day, and at night he does anywhere from 5-8 hour stretches of sleep. YAY. He's still sleeping in our room in his Rock 'n Play, but I plan on moving him to his room soon. Hopefully to his crib, but we may transition to the Rock 'n Play in his room first, and then the crib. I've started doing some crib naps during the day (he's been napping on my chest or in his swing), and he's touch and go with those. He's way too young to cry it out, but I am trying to put him down for his naps awake so he can start "learning" how to fall asleep on his own. I am definitely still enjoying having him sleep on my chest here and there - mostly because as a second-time mom I realize how fast they turn three. And sweet little buddy-roo is SO snuggly and will conk out for HOURS on your chest. Which is just about the best feeling in the world. I swear there's a corner in heaven where you can scoop up a newborn for a chest nap. Perfection.
*And as for my CK - she's still the best kind of mess you can imagine. Three is TOUGH, y'all. It's hilarious, but exhausting. It's so fun, but no walk in the park. T and I are constantly trying to figure out how to best parent our very emotionally-driven little girl. But all tantrums aside, she is an absolutely amazing big sister. Bringing E into our family has gone even better than I could have ever dreamed, because of Cameron Kate. She hasn't shown even an ounce of jealousy. She is very protective of him, often telling T to "be careful with our baby." She loves him and is constantly sneaking in hugs and kisses when she thinks no one is watching. I will forever be grateful that I get to watch my son and my daughter love each other unconditionally.
*If you follow me on Instagram (jmpeele), you saw me post a picture of CK having a tantrum a few weeks ago. Over what? You ask. The fact that HER SLEEVES DON'T PULL ALL THE WAY DOWN. Girl is obsessed with some long sleeves. Get into any conversation about clothes, and I guarantee she will bring up whether or not the sleeves pull all the way down.
*Every year at Christmas, someone around me makes Oreo balls and I pretty much die because they're the most delicious things I've ever eaten. So this year, I decided to make them myself. 3 ingredients, SO easy, and now I will NEVER lose this pregnancy weight! :)
*And speaking of eating, though thank-you notes have been dispersed, I feel the need to also give a public shout-out to all of my friends who have brought us meals as we learn how to be a family of four! And a huge thank you to Amanda for organizing it all! I cannot tell you how much stress has been lifted to have so many dinners brought to us during the past six weeks. It was such a relief to know that something delicious was going to magically appear in our kitchen come 6:30pm each night. So thank you, thank you, thank you to all of my new GA friends who have been so generous to us!
*And now that the last of those gifted meals have been delivered, I have officially started cooking the freezer meals I made at a Pampered Chef workshop back in August. My friend Mindy is pretty much the best Pampered Chef lady on the planet, and she hosted this magical workshop where you bring your groceries and she has everything else you need to walk away with 10+ delicious freezer meals. I hope she does it again after the new year, because having these meals at the ready has been awesome. (Hear that, Mindy?!)
*E is ROCKING an old man hairdo these days. Like his sister, he's going bald, just on top. Hellooooo, George Costanza.
*So, T and I aren't doing gifts for each other this Christmas. We've got hospital bills and new bathrooms and a long-gone wall so we opted to just buy for the kiddos. But then our vacuum went on the fritz, so we decided we were officially at the age where giving each other an appliance for Christmas is totally acceptable. We researched - he researched - and we ended up with a Dyson, which has been LIFE-CHANGING. I swear we could eat those freezer meals off of our floors, they're so clean!
*::Patting myself on the back:: We somehow managed to hang up Christmas lights on our house this year, which makes me so happy. But then the other night I realized half a strand was out, and our house basically looked like the Clampett's, so I haven't turned them on since because I'm too lazy to figure out which bulb is the culprit.
*Ughhhhh I hate pumping. And I guarantee that any breastfeeding mother will tell you the same. And I had plans of starting to pump weeks ago so that I could introduce a bottle to E and start storing milk for an out-of-town trip we'll have next year... but I haven't yet. Maybe because I'm a little lazy with it all, but mostly because I can't figure out how to squeeze it into our day with both kids to manage. I know I need to do it after the first morning feeding session, but during that time I'm usually running around doing something else that seems to need to be done at that very moment. Since T is off for two weeks after today (!!!!!) I hope to start pumping with him to help with the kids, then hopefully I'll find a way to do it all on my own.
*You guys, Christmas is absolutely magical with a three-year-old. This is the first year that she actually understands what's going on with everything - our Elf on the Shelf, our Advent calendar, Jesus' birthday, Santa, etc. - and it brings me so much joy to see the holidays through her eyes. We haven't even really gotten to do all I would like since things have been so hectic, but the little we have done has brought this light of excitement to CK's eyes, a joy to her spirit that I will remember for the rest of my life!
*What doesn't bring her joy? Ol' Saint Nick himself. Year 1 she had no clue what was going on, years 2 and 3 brought her tears of terror. So for year 4 I had high hopes that she'd love him. She talked about him all.day.long as we counted down the hours until she got to meet him. But one look at the guy and you would've thought we were ripping off her limbs. We then attempted to hide Santa, but she was all I SEE HIS BOOTS BEHIND THE CURTAIN. We somehow ended up with a decent picture between her fits of terror. E, on the other hand, could've cared less.
*So, a couple years ago we decided we wanted to stop traveling for Christmas. We wanted to wake up in our own home on Christmas morning and start making our own holiday traditions, ya know? Especially now that CK is starting to understand it all. And traveling with kids during the holidays is no joke, right? Having to haul all of the presents on top of the normal shenanigans that go into taking a trip with the littles... And I'm not one to have a fake Christmas at home before the actual 25th... that doesn't work for me! So anyway, off my soapbox... We're not totally opposed to traveling to see family before or after Christmas, and grandparents are ALWAYS welcome at our house any time, any day (as my mom says, it's always easier for her to come to us than for us to come to her!). But this year, because we knew we'd have a new baby, we decided we'd probably need to stay put over the month of December. And then my family decided to start the first annual BLOMPS Christmas weekend. And I couldn't stomach missing a weekend when my entire family, all million of us, would all be under one roof. Especially since it was the first time all of the cousins (SEVEN in total, after FOUR new ones were born this year!) would be together. So, we decided four hours would be manageable to travel, and we bit the bullet - and traveled to Columbia last weekend to hole up at my parents' house. It was perfection. There were 48 hours of straight chaos, and we loved every minute of it!