Weekend fun and milestones

All the rain left fields and yards wet, so there were no soccer games again last Saturday! Ethan was very disappointed, but was very excited to help put his sister's new play gym together. We even got a smile out of her.

Sunday evening, Grandma, Aunt Whitney, and Uncle James came for a visit. The Dallas Cowboys first game in their new stadium happened to be on, not that they cared. The boys and I were ready for it!

The boys are ready for "the boys"!

Here we are in our Cowboys fan gear :)

Ethan wanted to show his spirit!

Claire was much more interested in Grandma :)


Claire was already a month old on Sunday (9/20). Wow, did that month fly!

As of her 1 month check-up her growth is as follows.....

Weight: 9.7 lbs (75%)
Length: 21in (50%)
What a little piglet!!!

By the way...Davin was officially 2 and a half on Saturday (9/19). Here is a little info about him at this milestone.

weight:28.5 lbs
Length: 37 in

You love to play outside, swim, jump on the trampoline, play soccer, hit the ball with that bat, and you have no fear which is not always a good thing. I think you are somehow managing to survive on milk and ketchup. Getting you to sit down and eat is a challenge. Getting you to sit down period is a challenge! Your favorite shows are Dora and Diego, Max and Ruby, any sporting event Daddy is watching, and Dry Bones. You also love to sing 'Dem Bones! Your favorite books are the "How do dinosaurs" books. You are very dramatic, and have the funniest facial expressions. You love music and dancing, especially the Black Eyed Peas, Lady Gaga, and Michael Jackson. You like to play cars with your brother, pretending to be in a band and rough housing with your brother. You also enjoy tattle telling on him! You ask me to go to Grandma's house everyday (this hurts my feelings a tiny bit :) ) . You love all animals, the zoo, and amusement parks. You love your little sister, and are beginning to adjust to her. Almost everywhere we go some stranger feels the need to inform us that you have red hair like we have never noticed this before. We love our little red head!!!

By the way...here is Davin's chin when they were about to do his stitches :(

Yesterday after Claire's check up we decided to go meet Daddy for lunch so Paula could finish cleaning the house. Daddy took us to the lunch buffet at Peter Piper Pizza. What an adventure that was. Claire cried and wanted to eat the whole time even though I fed her right before we left, and Davin got a little too excited....

Yep, that is what you think it is in the middle of Peter Piper's play area. He rarely has accidents, especially in public! He has only done this twice. Yesterday at Peter Piper's, and once on a friend's carpet (sorry Michelle).

He didn't get to play anymore after pee pee pants :( I wanted to get a pic of Davin and Daddy but Davin refused. He was too pissed off that he couldn't go play anymore...he he.

Here are a few pics of Claire in her dress.

almost got that smile..

She loves that swing, and I am so in love with her!

Playing catch up again

I am over a week behind again! I promise I am going to get better. I am adjusting better to things this week :) The above photo is Davin's marker sleeve. He did this in the car on the way to Grandma's house. I have no idea where he got a marker in the car!

Here is Claire Bear sleeping in her swing. She loves to sleep in the swing

Another sleepy swing pic. I thought the way she had her arm kicked back was funny.

Getting Claire Dressed has become a challenge. Her newborn clothes are getting a bit snug, but as you can see her 0-3 stuff still pretty much swallows her. I know that won't last long!

Here is Claire at 3 weeks old. My little piglet has packed on the weight fast.
She already weighs 8lbs.

Notice the rolls :)

My mom bought this stroller to use at her house to take the kids on walks when they start staying with her in November. I am very thankful she is letting me use it is the mean time. Davin was very cabin feverish, so we decided to start getting out for daily walks.

Our first walk went great. Pushing this big old bus will give you a work out for sure!

I can even see Claire if I look through the window of Davin's cover.

I learned an important lesson last weekend. Keep your camera with you at all times. I missed out on what would have been great pictures of the boys at Peter Piper Pizza on Saturday. I need do better about taking pics when Ethan is home. He is always at school when I pull out the camera. I am challenging myself to do better!

catching up on last week

Last week kicked my butt to be perfectly honest. Doug went back to work, and I was flying solo with the little guys. My first day "home alone," Davin fell getting out of the bath and split his chin open requiring 4 stitches. He was such a brave boy! He didn't even cry when they stitched him up, and fell asleep while they were working on him.


This day was also my little brothers 21st birthday. I can still clearly remember watching the nurses do their thing to him through the nursery window at the hospital the day he was born. I wonder if Ethan will have those memories of Davin and Claire.

No one gets to blow out their own candles when Davin is around.

The boys love their Uncle James!

This picture didn't turn out very clear, but here are Davin's little blue stitches. It looked like he had little blue whiskers.

It's Thursday, Sept. 3rd, and Claire is 2 weeks old. At 2 weeks she weighed 7lbs 8oz.

Let's see....what else happened last week. Davin, my dad, and Ethan went to the FC Dallas game Saturday night while Grandma, Davin, Claire, and I went to visit Granny. Poor Granny. Claire cried every time she held her( he he he).

It's Wednesday and I have nothing but words...

I know I have neglected you the past week or so, but I am going to catch up soon. I promise. I have a lot to talk about, but I just can't seem to get my head above water this go round. I am far more tired and emotional post Claire than I was either one of the boys. I knew having a toddler and newborn, and one already in school wasn't going to be easy, but I never imagined that it would be this hard. I am feeling slightly inadequate. There are moments I feel overwhelmed, and I can't even give my poor husband a specific reason why, or a particular thing I need help with.
Things seem like they are going to get a little better. Sarah has offered to let Ethan play in her room after school so we can pick him up after nap time versus during, and that worked out great today! I remind myself when I get discouraged how lucky I am to have such helpful people in my life. Getting up at 6:30 to get Ethan ready for school stinks, but it could be much worse (although I feed Claire at 6:00 so I'm already up, I just don't get to go back to sleep). Thank goodness Michelle goes out of her way to pick Ethan up and give him a ride to school. If I had to get them all in the car and drive all the way there that early in the morning at this time I think I'd jump off the Lewisville bridge in the process.
Davin loves his sister, and because of this I can't put her down because the second I do he is all over her, or trying to pick her up and walk off with her(he only succeeded at this once when I was going potty, but I'll spare you the nasty details), or doing something else he shouldn't be doing. I can only beat the child's bottom so much. Time out seems to be a little more effective, but not much. His new favorite past time is climbing and jumping off the furniture, or throwing his toys, one of which nailed Claire in the head today. I am not sure if this new behavior is a cry for attention or a show of jealousy, but I HATE that all I do is scream and spank the child all day long. Hate it!!!! Why can't they just behave? Why?
Then Ethan comes home and eats my face off about how his life is ruined because he can't go play outside with his friends right this second because it is too hot outside for Claire, and proceeds to throw his notorious tantrum that rivals that of a 2 year old. All I said was we were going to have to wait 15 minutes until his Daddy got home, and I would take the boys outside, but that was unbearable for him. Unfortunately for him, he didn't get to go out at all thanks to his behavior. Just another example of the constant yelling/spanking.
I am also tired of my house being a mess. I know it shouldn't matter to me, but for some reason it just does. I try to let it go right now, but it is hard. I don't know why Doug and I waste our energy cleaning it up because it is just trashed again 10 minutes later anyway. Gosh, I just paid Paula to clean the whole darn thing yesterday, and 2 hours after she left you couldn't even tell she was ever here.
Claire is a wonderful baby, and I can't complain, but she wants to nurse so much that I feel like I am about to become a permanent part of my brown recliner. As tired as I am I still love rocking my newborns. There have been moments I have looked at her realizing that she is the last newborn of my own to rock/love on like this, and it has actually brought tears to my eyes. I am trying to cherish every moment of this despite the craziness that has broke out around me.
On the days I am fortunate enough to bathe, put on "real" clothes, and comb my hair, I am hit with the reality that I will get to battle the bulge yet again. It really pisses me off that I was so careful about keeping my eating in check, and worked out my ENTIRE pregnancy, and still ended up being a fat cow when it was all said and done. I know I nurse, but that doesn't seem to be the magic ticket to weight loss for me. What really stinks is I have friends that nurse for 5 minutes and look like they were never even pregnant.
There....I feel much better having got all that off my chest.