We had a small family only party. That is just our style, at least for now. The trio got new bikes and helmets and some much needed clothing. All in all it was a good day. I made their cake and it took me forever. If I had not had 3 little helpers I have no doubt that it would have gotten done much faster. I love Wilton cake pans. I love decorating cakes. I love making homemade icing. These little things make me feel good.
Happy Birthday my beautiful babies. You are no longer babies. It has been a wonderful 3 years and we have all grown and changed so much. You are 3 of the best things in my life and I can't imagine life without a single one of you. I scarcely remember what life was like before you. The one thing I will never forget is the longing I had and thought would never be fulfilled. Boy was I wrong. I was blessed with not one but 3 beautiful babies.
Today was a little tougher for me than the previous 2 birthdays. I was at work and standing in a NICU at precisely the times you were born. I had to take that baby to his mama so she could see him and touch him before we left to take him to the same NICU that you were moved to. That was a tough one for me. I remember very well the nurses and my fellow co-workers bringing you in so I could get a brief glimpse of you before you were whisked away. I barely knew what you looked like. It was so hard to see through all of the tubes. I knew though, that you were absolutely beautiful.
I think I allowed myself to realize for the first time today how close I came to not seeing you at all. That realization was a hard one for me. I think I also, for the first time, grieved for the fact that you all were almost a week old before I ever got to hold you for the first time. You were days old before I even got really see you and count each tiny finger and each tiny toe. You were small but you were perfect.
You have grown so much! As I was rocking each of you at bedtime tonight I remembered very clearly how each of you just about fit in the palm of your daddy's hand.
Lucy, you are so big now I almost can't rock you. If I remember correctly from the last time we measured you, you are about 42 inches tall. That's a lot of growing from the mere 17 inches you were when you were born.
Joshua, you are just a couple of inches shorter than your big sister. Still a lot of growing from your same mere 17 inches.
Markas, my baby boy, you have gone from being the longest on your birthday to being the shortest. You were 18 inches and now you are about 38 inches. That is still a lot of growing kiddo!
Lucy, you are the caretaker, ring leader, instigator of the group. You love to start trouble and you always blame one of your brothers for something done wrong. You are also the first to try and make things better when they are hurt or upset. You have yelled at me several times when I have popped one of the boys on the behind. You tell me, "you no hit my bubba!" Then you run off to find their blankie or animal or whatever to make them feel better. You don't like it at all when they get into trouble. You are so stubborn. You are also little miss independent. We hear frequently "no, I do it self". If you can't do it, you then ask us to help you. Your hugs and kisses are free flowing. It melts my heart when you just randomly walk up and wrap your little arms around my legs, look up, and say "I love you mama".
You are such a beautiful little girl with a beautiful little spirit. I think your daddy and I are in big trouble in about 13 years.
Joshua, you are still your daddy's boy. You only want mama when you are sick, hurt, or mad at daddy. You are still my shy boy and you are not as quick to find mischief. You are a little more reluctant to do the things you know you shouldn't be doing but once your brother and sister start in you are right in the mix with them. You are a total klutz. You are always falling and hitting your head. I don't think a day goes by that there isn't a bruise somewhere on your head or face. How we have escaped serious injury up til now is a miracle I think. Your angels really watch over you baby.
Your kisses and hugs aren't quite as free flowing as your sisters but they are definitely just as sweet. At least once a day you tell me you love me and it just melts my heart when you do. You are such a silly heart. You love to wrestle with daddy. Poor daddy isn't in the door 5 minutes from work and you are climbing on him and trying to get him to wrestle with you. I love to watch you 2 play. You are so happy when you are playing with your daddy.
Markas, my baby boy, you are still your mama's boy. You are so sweet, quiet, sensitive, and a down right trouble maker. I think you are the mastermind to all the mischief but not quite brave enough to actually start it. You can dish it out my little man but you usually can't take it. You are usually very thoughtful. If you bring me your cup for more to drink, you bring your brothers or sisters cup with you as well. Then you will take it to them after it has been filled. You love to help me cook and clean. You have gotten quite good at putting the silverware away after it has been washed. You usually only need a little direction as to where things go. Even though you hardly ever eat, you are the first to round everyone up for meal time.
Your hugs and kisses are free flowing as well but usually only for mama. I get tons of kisses from you every day and lots of I love yous too. Those I love yous melt my heart just like they do from your brother and sister. We have to be careful with kisses. You don't like it when kisses come with noise and you tell me "no noise mommy". You don't like loud noises at all, period. If they are really loud noises you cover and little ears and shake and cry.
You all love M&M's. You ask for them all the time, thanks to daddy. You know mommy doesn't like you eating a lot of candy but you still try it anyway.
You all love Dora the Explorer, Go, Diego, Go, Wow Wow Wubbzy and Wonder Pets. You would watch Nick Jr. all day long if we would let you. You are finally starting to count and say your ABC's. I admit it, mommy has slacked big time in teaching you those things. Your colors and shapes are no problem though.
Joshua still comes to mommy and daddy's bed every night. Some nights Lucy and Markas follow. While I miss having my bed all to myself and being able to cuddle with daddy, I love cuddling with you guys. I love you three with all of my heart and soul! I am so blessed to be your mommy and I am looking forward to a lifetime more of memories with you.
Before you were conceived I wanted you
Before you were born I loved you
Before you were here an hour I would die for you
This is the miracle of life.
-Maureen Hawkins
Love,
Mommy
PS. Pictures of birthday to come tomorrow.
See, this is further proof of how far behind I am. Geez, I am terrible. If you know me at all, you know that I have a BAD habit of waiting until the last minute to do things. I admit it. I PROCRASTINATE!!! In a terrble way. That being said, not much thought goes into the costume thing.
We usually go to the church and participate in the annual Fall Family Festival. This year we did something different. We went trick-or-treating for the very first time. The kids did well up until the scary house. At that point they were done and wanted to go home. There is one house that always goes all out in decor for holidays. They had a thing that looked like a person sitting in a chair on their front porch. It rocked back and forth and occassionally the head would raise and the eyes would light up red. Lucy completely wigged out and ran back to the van. Oh yeah, we discoverd we are in different world out here in the country. Most people load trailers up with hay and take kids around being pulled by tractors. There is just too much space between houses to walk it. Well, you could but chances are good that you would only hit 2 or 3 houses before you were too tired to walk anymore.
Ok, back to the story. We came home, got baths, and then off to bed. By midnight Lucy was up crying and talking about the scary red eyes. Poor baby. We took her to bed with us. One of the curtains was open and she kept pointing outside and saying "red eyes". She finally went to back to sleep about 2 and only after closing the curtains. She still talks about the red eyes on occassion. Like tonight, we were watching the Wizard of Oz and the first scene where the WWofW appears she immediately started talking about the red eyes. Poor kid. I hope she is over it by next halloween. Oh, and they didn't get any candy from that house. JERKS!!!!
I am so behind on blogging that these are from the beginning of Oct I think, maybe the end of Sept. It has been awhile to say the least. My step-daughter Jessi works for USAA. She reserved one of the many pavilions on the campus one Sunday afternoon. So, after church we headed over for a family picnic with some very good friends. The weather was just about perfect and well, the USAA campus is just gorgeous! We had a great time and some great food.
Well, almost. Just after the trio came home from the hospital my hubby was at Wallyworld and found some material that he just had to have. It was fleece and he had a yard or so of it cut and gave one to each of the trio for Christmas. Joshua has Dallas Cowboys, Lucy has Winnie the Pooh, and Markas has Superman. Cowboys because that is daddy's favorite football team. Pooh because all the years that we thought we would never have a baby we said we would do Pooh if we did. Superman for Markas because he was our little Superman the day they were born. He was doing so well. He never had to be intubated. He moved to the step-down NICU first, etc.
Well, 3 days ago we lost the superman blankie! OH MY GOSH!!! The first night I managed to fake it and get to sleep. The 2nd day, well, it was melt-down city all day long. I finally ran out that night in search of more superman material. Guess what? NO ONE........I mean NO ONE, carries it. So, I bought three yards of Wow Wow Wubbzy. I couldn't just buy it for Markas, the other two would have had a fit. It worked, for that night. He was still searching the house high and low the next day looking for his blankie. He asked for it at nap time and bed time but Wubbzy was still doing the trick.
Well......................we have 3 potty chairs that we don't use but they are out. I was moving them tonight and the lid came up on one of them. Guess what? I found the blankie!! Markas was so thrilled and so was I! Yes, the potty chair was clean.
Just a few random pictures of my baby boy who will soon be a daddy and his baby brothers and sister. They really love their big bubba Matthew. He is really good with them and I think he just might make a pretty darn good daddy himself.
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