Monday, August 12, 2013

Night and Day

What a difference gender makes...or maybe what a difference a 2nd time Mom and Dad's attitude makes. This baby is seriously the polar opposite (so far) of GGP. She fussed and cried constantly as a newborn and wanted to be held 24/7. She wouldn't sleep unless someone was holding her. Even still,  have I mentioned I still thought she was sheer perfection? She had colic and most days I wanted to beat my head against a wall. She did however grow into a perfectly well behaved well spoken toddler and is still today such a good kid. Good baby is not a label I would have bestowed upon my sweet girl.   Now, Jude on the other hand cries only if he is wet, dirty or hungry. He likes to snuggle but is often more content to be laid down and left alone. Jonathon says that is bc boys are different that way and like to be left alone sometimes. He sleeps and eats like a champ. We kept Georgia's eating logs from her first month home (bc little stinker also wouldn't eat) and he was already eating TWICE as much as her before we left the hospital and he was smaller than her (by 1 whole ounce). I think Jonathon and I would both agree that we feel differently this time around. We were both consumed with just keeping G alive bc we had no clue what we were doing. This time things are much more laid back and relaxed. Crying doesn't freak us out and we are expert swaddlers. J is way better at it than me. We are not just surviving but living and I like that. We ventured out to church yesterday and Jude slept the whole time!!  Suna came all the way from OKC to see us too this weekend. She came with presents, hugs and WINE! We have really missed her. Georgia has 7 days left until school starts! She has been practicing her math and reading. In one of pics below she is working while I feed the baby. Open house is on Wednesday !! Pray for me. I am so anxious about it. 

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Every New Beginning Comes From Some Other Beginnings End

I am sitting in my living room looking at my sweet newborn baby, Jude. Georgie went to preschool today for the very last time before starting kindergarten. The place we have walked her in and picked her up from for the last 5.5 years. A place that has loved her and nurtured her and taught her things that I wouldn't have even known where to start. I am thankful and grateful. Jude will be there in just a few short weeks and I pray with all my heart that he has just a wonderful an experience as she has. Today the baby is 2 weeks old. We have spent the last two weeks getting to know him and Georgia is the BEST big sister just as I knew she would be.  We have ventured out to take kindergarten readiness tests at her new school and we find out tomorrow who her teacher will be and what friends may be in her class. I'm excited for her and scared and nervous and sad. My baby is growing up. Where did this time go? I look at the baby and I swear she was that big like 5 minutes ago. I love her. I love him. I don't want them to grow up so fast. But alas, that's what babies do. We have 12 days until kindergarten. 12 days. I plan on keeping her home with me and soaking her up as much as I can.  I plan on enjoying the two of my babies being here together for this fleeting time. My babies. So weird to think I have two kids. So wonderful. I'm not sure if I should incorporate Jude into her blog or start his own? Admittedly, I stink at keeping Georgia's updated lately so I am not certain two blogs is a good idea. We shall see. In other news, Georgie also finished a week and a half of cheer camp and we have an entire week off before school starts! Woo hoo! We plan on school supply shopping, eating ice cream and playing dress up with the baby in between games of candy land (I haven't won a game all week). I plan on trying not
to dissolve into a gigantic puddle of tears every time I think of watching her walk through those big girl doors at school. Wish me luck.