Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii and yes I'm still alive over here. Life's shenanigans currently have me stepping away from blogging a little bit, but I do want to make sure I update about the kiddos when I can. I use this as a "scrapbook" and get it printed into an actual, hardback book every year, so it's important to me to document them as much as possible. So here's a little Five on Friday, all about my trio.
O N E First things first, though. Is Easter candy a food group in your house this time of year, or is it just me? For some reason I am allllll about it right now, and someone needs to come take all of this sugar out of my house!
T W O Anyway... last week was spring break, and I decided to put on my big girl panties and take a road trip with all three kids by myself. We traveled over 900 miles total -- first to Columbia to see my parents, then to Charleston to see four of my five siblings. We went to the zoo and playgrounds and an Easter egg hunt and Charlestowne Landing and the beach and ate gourmet cupcakes and had lots of good food and drinks. And it was all just so needed and so perfect. And also? I am still exhausted and it'll probably take me a few more days to fully recover!
T H R E E Y'all, my sweet butterball of a caboose is now seven months old and oh how I love him. Six to nine months is one of my most favorite times with babies... and he is just an absolute joy. And this was a big month for Brooks! He is sitting up and crawling and drooling and using a sippy cup and eating all kinds of baby food: oatmeal and sweet potatoes and squash and avocado and bananas and apples to name a few. He also tried puffs and loves mum mums. He rides in the stroller like a big boy now (no more car seat attachment!) and is starting to show some separation anxiety. He had his first double ear infection, but stayed sweet as can be through it all. He loves to hear his own voice via screeching, smacks me in the face while he's nursing, and is very very (VERY) easily distracted. He smiles at any and everyone, but thinks his big brother and sister hung the moon. You guys... I was absolutely shocked when I found out I was pregnant with Brooks, but God knew exactly what He was doing when He gave me this little boy. <3
F O U R Call me a sucker for a celebration, but this past week we had a tiny little half birthday thingy for my girl. I know, I know... ridiculous. But she has been so excited about turning five-AND-A-HALF and I loved making a big deal out of it for her. This girl is my mini-me, and I truly do look forward to every day as her mama. She still loves her Ellie, loves to be silly, and loves being a big sister. She is bossy and type-A and always wants to know the plan (where in the world did she get those traits?!). She loves quesadillas and oranges and popsicles and pizza and ranch dressing and Jesus. She has such a kind, sensitive heart and is always worried about the people around her. She is a people-pleaser and cannot stand to know that she's disappointed someone. She follows rules and is emotionally-driven. She is falling in love with soccer, and it brings me so much joy to watch her become passionate about something! She loves to be outside, and has the most incredible imagination I have ever seen. Five-AND-A-HALF has been a magical age for her, and everyday I am more and more proud of the little lady she is becoming...
F I V E And not to be left out, I'll just leave this right here...
This boy, you guys. Since the day he was born, I have been such a sucker for him. And he is t-r-o-u-b-l-e. Hilarious and sweet sweet sweet, but sneaky and always testing the limits. He is equal parts deep breaths and snuggles, and I think I will forever be wrapped around his tiny little rule-breaking fingers. With that, I say TGIF and have a wonderful ~Easter~ weekend!
Goooooooood gracious what a long week. Is it just me? Daylight savings + kids + lots of appointments/checkups + a teething baby + extracurriculars + LIFE in general and this worn-down, feeling-not-enough mama is beyond ready for a weekend. So TGIF!
O N E I am so excited I can finally shout from the rooftops - I'm going to be an aunt to ANOTHER BLOMPS baby! #12, if you're keeping count. My brother and sister-in-law are giving this sweet Addy girl a little brother/sister this August. Yippeeeeee!!
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And speaking of my family, I've got to give a huge ATTA GIRL to my little sister Whitney, who passed her thesis defense with flying colors on Wednesday! Y'all, my little sister... she is superwoman. She has a 2-year-old and a 10-month-old, a traveling husband, and is in the final year of her orthodontist residency program. Talk about kicking life's butt! I am just so proud of her and so in awe of how she balances it all, yet continues to want to know how my life is going. Whit, you are amazing and I am lucky to be your sister!
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Speaking of teef... my two bigs had dentist appointments this week! This was a big day for two reasons: (1) it was Everette's first cleaning, and he did GREAT. He had to sit in my lap and needed some coaxing from his sissy, but he handled it like a champ. And (2) my girl has two loose teeth! Y'all! This news has totally rocked my mama heart. I remember when those teeth first poked through her gummy smile! And now they are LOOSE! Of course, she thinks she is big stuff and asks me everyday to help her wiggle them.
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And who doesn't have teeth yet? My caboose. But teeth or no teeth, it is officially time for baby food! With which I have a love/hate relationship. It's so fun to go through this stage, but also such a pain, because it's one.more.thing to add to the day. It's easy to just whip it out and nurse him. Now we have spoons and bowls and bibs and high chairs and messes and constipation. BUT. It really is fun! And yes, I am making my own baby food once again because it is so cheap! Y'all know I am far from being a crunchy, all-organic, all-natural mama (I wish I was!). BUT making baby food is easy and ridiculously cheap - I'm talking like 32 ounces of sweet potatoes for less than $3. Baked, blend, freeze, and voila!
Hashtag Breyers. Hashtag don't judge my dirty freezer.
But this little toothless caboose is doing great so far! And mostly loves making sure his tongue gets in the way of the spoon. Every time.
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And speaking of my sweet #3, he's officially half of a year old you guys! HALF A YEAR!
It's been a completely imperfect, nonstop, chaotic, challenging half of a
year. But this little dude makes me so happy. And he is worth every
hard moment of the last six months.
He's still meh about sleep, has the fattest thighs ever, smacks everything, and drools like crazy. I'm pretty sure he's about to get a tooth, but I've also thought that for awhile now. He puts everything in his mouth, loves his crawl ball, and screams like a pterodactyl.
He calls this his serious pose.
The best thing about him?
He's all ours.
Our caboose, our sweet butterball of a baby boy who loves to snuggle and giggle and smile.