Sunday, March 6, 2011

5 Months!


My Princesses

I find it so very difficult to believe that it has been five months since my three beans arrived. This past few weeks has been increasingly difficult. On the 23rd of course is their birthiversary. The 25th is the day we found out we were pregnant. Coming next week is the anniversary of when we found out there were three. I suspect this will happen from here on out. Lots of these kinds of moments. With every accomplishment the girls make, I wonder if Charlie would have been doing the same.
Things the girls have been up to:

Emma is right on the cusp of rolling over from front to back. She talks all of the time. She laughs at her daddy (she finally laughed at me last night). She is amazing to watch with her hands. She grabs her feet. Grabs any toy she can get. Plays her piano. And she is trying to hold her bottle (not for its intended purpose).

Katie rolled over from her belly to back this week. She laughs. She is finally talking up a storm. She is almost sitting up with help. She has figured out how to put her binky in her mouth all by herself. She also enjoys playing with her toys.
Together they have discovered each other. I find them holding hands a lot and they lay in their crib and talk to each other. As I sit here typing, Katie grabbed Emmas hand. Sadly, they like to watch TV. They like the flashy brightness to it. Oh, and they love to rub blankets over their faces. I've noticed they have started rubbing their eyes when they are tired and snuggling with blankies. They are just so amazing.

Still not fans of cereal, but I keep trying. They stopped nursing there for a while. Then randomly today, I got Katie to nurse. Just as I was ready to throw in the towel for pumping. My goal was 6 months. I am roughly 18 days from reaching that goal. As my boobs start to give out, and I start to mourn yet another thing I was so looking forward to...I think Katie just knew I needed that.


  1. I LOVE reading your blog! I just found it yesterday. I had my triplets in June and my baby girl was born sleeping. There is not a day that goes by that I dont think "i wonder if she would do that" "would she look like me?"... but I am so thankful that God gave me the chance to love someone that much. How are you holding up sweetie?

  2. As you know, it depends on the day. Some days it is as if nothing ever happended at it was a bad dream. Other days, today, I can't stop thinking about it and I weep. I suspect this will never change. Next week the girls will be 6 months, my heart already hurts.