17 January 2013

month one

Harlow Rose One Month #3
Stats: Month One
  • Length at Birth: 20.25in
  • Weight at Birth: 7lbs 1oz
  • Weight At Three Day Check Up: 6lbs 12oz (they did not check length)
  • Weight at 2 Week Check Up: 8lbs 1oz (they did not check length)
  • Current Weight: 8.6 pounds (based on me stepping on a scale while holding her)
Harlow Rose One Month 1.15.2013
Likes/Dislikes/Milestones: Month One
  • Loves being held, especially if you let her curl up on your chest with her head near your shoulder
  • Hates having an upset belly (she has had gas issues almost since day one)
  • Still has her full head of dark hair
  • Has had really strong neck muscles and can pick her head up and look around when you hold her upright 
  • Loves being swaddled
  • Great at breastfeeding
  • Dislikes the stuffy nose she has had since her first week home
  • Celebrated her first Christmas
Harlow Rose One Month #5
Mama's Favorite Moments: Month One
  • Hearing her big, strong cries when she was born.
  • Watching her nap on Dan's chest.
  • Listening to Mabes sing, "I belong with you.  You belong with me.  You're my sweetheart." to her sister while I make dinner.
  • The way she smiles in her sleep.
  • The little dinosaur noises she makes and the way she holds her arms straight out like she is a t-rex.
Mabry and Harlow One Month 1.15.2013
Big Sister Interview: Month One
  • What is the best part of being a big sister?  Holding my baby sister.
  • What is the worst thing?  The diapers are really stinky.
  • What is your favorite thing to do with Harlow?  Showing her to my friends at school, church and dance.
  • What is your favorite thing about Harlow?  She has a cute smile.  She reminds me of myself when I was a baby.  (That last comment makes me laugh every time she says it, which is often.  She is a little old lady trapped in a five-year-old's body.)
  • What did you think when you first saw Harlow?  She was beautiful.
  • How do you help with your sister?  I pick out her clothes.  I also get her pacifier and sing to her when I am riding in the car.  I help you get things when you are feeding her.
  • What did you learn about your sister this month?  She has a hole in her head that is soft.  You have to be careful and not to touch it.
  • Anything else you want to add?  I love her and I want to thank God for making my baby sister.

month one

Harlow Rose One Month #3
Stats: Month One
  • Length at Birth: 20.25in
  • Weight at Birth: 7lbs 1oz
  • Weight At Three Day Check Up: 6lbs 12oz (they did not check length)
  • Weight at 2 Week Check Up: 8lbs 1oz (they did not check length)
  • Current Weight: 8.6 pounds (based on me stepping on a scale while holding her)
Harlow Rose One Month 1.15.2013
Likes/Dislikes/Milestones: Month One
  • Loves being held, especially if you let her curl up on your chest with her head near your shoulder
  • Hates having an upset belly (she has had gas issues almost since day one)
  • Still has her full head of dark hair
  • Has had really strong neck muscles and can pick her head up and look around when you hold her upright 
  • Loves being swaddled
  • Great at breastfeeding
  • Dislikes the stuffy nose she has had since her first week home
  • Celebrated her first Christmas
Harlow Rose One Month #5
Mama's Favorite Moments: Month One
  • Hearing her big, strong cries when she was born.
  • Watching her nap on Dan's chest.
  • Listening to Mabes sing, "I belong with you.  You belong with me.  You're my sweetheart." to her sister while I make dinner.
  • The way she smiles in her sleep.
  • The little dinosaur noises she makes and the way she holds her arms straight out like she is a t-rex.
Mabry and Harlow One Month 1.15.2013
Big Sister Interview: Month One
  • What is the best part of being a big sister?  Holding my baby sister.
  • What is the worst thing?  The diapers are really stinky.
  • What is your favorite thing to do with Harlow?  Showing her to my friends at school, church and dance.
  • What is your favorite thing about Harlow?  She has a cute smile.  She reminds me of myself when I was a baby.  (That last comment makes me laugh every time she says it, which is often.  She is a little old lady trapped in a five-year-old's body.)
  • What did you think when you first saw Harlow?  She was beautiful.
  • How do you help with your sister?  I pick out her clothes.  I also get her pacifier and sing to her when I am riding in the car.  I help you get things when you are feeding her.
  • What did you learn about your sister this month?  She has a hole in her head that is soft.  You have to be careful and not to touch it.
  • Anything else you want to add?  I love her and I want to thank God for making my baby sister.

15 January 2013

yesterday morning...was a nightmare

Yesterday morning after dropping Mabes off at school I took Harlow to run a couple of errands.  One of the best things about preschool is I am usually one of the first people at a store when they open because once I drop Mabes off I just keep going.

I digress...

While in the first store Harlow became rather fussy.  I took her outside, changed her diaper in the passenger seat of the car and then moved to the driver's side to nurse her.  I had just put on my nursing cover and unhooked my bra when things suddenly took a turn...

A large woman (large as in probably close to 6 feet tall and built much like a NFL player) knocked on my driver's side window.  My keys were in my pocket, not in the ignition, and I only had one free hand since I was holding the baby with my other.  Instead of rolling down the window I cracked open the door and asked the woman what she needed.  She told me her car was broken and she needed a ride.  I tried to be as polite as possible and told her that I was very sorry but I couldn't give her a ride.  I told her that I did not have the space.  (The car seats took up the entire backseat of the car and the passenger seat still had the diaper bag and all of the changing stuff all over it.)  I also told her that I was in the process of feeding my daughter.  The woman seemed a little upset that I had declined her request, but she shut my door and started to walked away.

My attention immediately went back to the baby who was waving her head all over the place trying to latch on and eat her third breakfast of the morning.  I never bothered to lock the doors or even watch to see where the woman went.

The next thing I knew the passenger side door of the car was being opened and the woman is throwing all of the diaper bag stuff into the back seat and CLIMBING INTO MY CAR.  (She also threw the dirty diaper I had left on the floor board until I could find a garbage can into the parking lot.  I don't know why but this really bothers me.)  After my half second of total shock I asked her what she was doing.  She responded, "I told you I needed a ride and you are going to give me a ride."  I tried to once again tell her no and to get out but it was very clear that she wasn't going to leave the car.

I should also note that she had a large purse with her and I didn't know if she had a weapon in there or not.  I have seen just enough Grey's Anatomy and CSI and other prime time drama for my imagination to be dangerous.

Finally I gave in and told her I would drive her where ever she wanted but I wasn't going to move the car until she let me put the baby in her car seat.  Please let me put the baby in the car seat.  She agreed, and so I hurried up and pulled my shirt down, took the nursing cover off and got out of the car.

There wasn't a single person in the parking lot for me to yell to for help.  I did think about taking off running back into the store but I didn't.  All I could think was that if the woman managed to catch up to me or shoot me or whatever I could potentially drop Harlow on the concrete.

I put the baby in her car seat and ran back around the car into the driver's seat.  The car keys were in my pocket still, so it wasn't like the woman could drive off with the baby but them alone in the car was probably the scariest two seconds of my life.

Once I got the car into drive I asked her where she wanted me to take her.  She told me to drive down the main road that the mall and all of the shopping plazas were on.  Then she told me I needed to go to an ATM.  I asked her which bank she needed and that was when she explained she didn't care because she wanted me to take out money for her.

Y'all my husband works hard for his money and I wasn't about to let this woman take it.  Something about that was just a step too far.  I refused.  I told her I didn't have any money.  She kept insisting and was getting more and more upset every time I said no.  She balled her hands into fists.  She hit the dash.  She grabbed my arm.  I continued to refuse.

The whole time that was going on I was praying I would find a police car.  My plan if I saw one was to hit it.  Don't ask me why, but I figured that was going to be the best way to get them to stop and help me.

The woman then had me pull into a fast food parking lot.  She told me she was going to get out and that I was not to move.  She reiterated that I was to stay right where I was several times.  I promised I wouldn't go anywhere and confirmed for her that I didn't have a phone (thank goodness my cell was on silent and concealed in the door) when she asked.  As soon as she closed the door to the car I saw her start to walk towards the restaurant and then change her course and approach a cab driver who was unlocking his car.  I realized she wasn't paying attention to me, hit the door locks, put the car in reverse, backed out of the spot quickly and then slammed the car into drive and gunned it out onto the road.

The main road is a six lane road.  I never looked to see if there was any traffic.  Looking back, that is what makes me the most sick to my stomach.  When I gunned it to get out of there, I just went.  Can I say that God must have really been looking out for Harlow and I.  It is by His grace we didn't get t-boned or seriously harm someone else.

After that it was kind of a blur.  I called my mom and started to cry as I told her what happened.  I just wanted to talk to someone.  She told me I needed to call the police.  Which I did.  I told them what happened, gave a description of the woman and they sent someone to go and pick her up.  I also called Dan's work to let him know what was going on.  I figured he would be pretty upset if I saved that for a story around the dinner table later that night.  His work was awesome and let him have the rest of the day off to stay with the baby and I.  This was great because once the adrenaline stopped I felt pretty sick for most of the day, so Dan was a big help.

Also, Mabes has no idea any of this happened and the last thing I want is for her to find out.  She already worries about things she doesn't need to and this is the last thing she needs.  So please, don't mention anything about this when she is around.

Anyhow, there are lots of things looking back I should have done or could have done.  In that moment my brain sort of turned to jelly and my main focus and concern was the baby.  Right or wrong, that is what happened.

The moral of the story, make sure you lock your doors when you are sitting in your car in the parking lot.  You never know when a crazy person might just call the proverbial shot gun and hop in there with you.

yesterday morning...was a nightmare

Yesterday morning after dropping Mabes off at school I took Harlow to run a couple of errands.  One of the best things about preschool is I am usually one of the first people at a store when they open because once I drop Mabes off I just keep going.

I digress...

While in the first store Harlow became rather fussy.  I took her outside, changed her diaper in the passenger seat of the car and then moved to the driver's side to nurse her.  I had just put on my nursing cover and unhooked my bra when things suddenly took a turn...

A large woman (large as in probably close to 6 feet tall and built much like a NFL player) knocked on my driver's side window.  My keys were in my pocket, not in the ignition, and I only had one free hand since I was holding the baby with my other.  Instead of rolling down the window I cracked open the door and asked the woman what she needed.  She told me her car was broken and she needed a ride.  I tried to be as polite as possible and told her that I was very sorry but I couldn't give her a ride.  I told her that I did not have the space.  (The car seats took up the entire backseat of the car and the passenger seat still had the diaper bag and all of the changing stuff all over it.)  I also told her that I was in the process of feeding my daughter.  The woman seemed a little upset that I had declined her request, but she shut my door and started to walked away.

My attention immediately went back to the baby who was waving her head all over the place trying to latch on and eat her third breakfast of the morning.  I never bothered to lock the doors or even watch to see where the woman went.

The next thing I knew the passenger side door of the car was being opened and the woman is throwing all of the diaper bag stuff into the back seat and CLIMBING INTO MY CAR.  (She also threw the dirty diaper I had left on the floor board until I could find a garbage can into the parking lot.  I don't know why but this really bothers me.)  After my half second of total shock I asked her what she was doing.  She responded, "I told you I needed a ride and you are going to give me a ride."  I tried to once again tell her no and to get out but it was very clear that she wasn't going to leave the car.

I should also note that she had a large purse with her and I didn't know if she had a weapon in there or not.  I have seen just enough Grey's Anatomy and CSI and other prime time drama for my imagination to be dangerous.

Finally I gave in and told her I would drive her where ever she wanted but I wasn't going to move the car until she let me put the baby in her car seat.  Please let me put the baby in the car seat.  She agreed, and so I hurried up and pulled my shirt down, took the nursing cover off and got out of the car.

There wasn't a single person in the parking lot for me to yell to for help.  I did think about taking off running back into the store but I didn't.  All I could think was that if the woman managed to catch up to me or shoot me or whatever I could potentially drop Harlow on the concrete.

I put the baby in her car seat and ran back around the car into the driver's seat.  The car keys were in my pocket still, so it wasn't like the woman could drive off with the baby but them alone in the car was probably the scariest two seconds of my life.

Once I got the car into drive I asked her where she wanted me to take her.  She told me to drive down the main road that the mall and all of the shopping plazas were on.  Then she told me I needed to go to an ATM.  I asked her which bank she needed and that was when she explained she didn't care because she wanted me to take out money for her.

Y'all my husband works hard for his money and I wasn't about to let this woman take it.  Something about that was just a step too far.  I refused.  I told her I didn't have any money.  She kept insisting and was getting more and more upset every time I said no.  She balled her hands into fists.  She hit the dash.  She grabbed my arm.  I continued to refuse.

The whole time that was going on I was praying I would find a police car.  My plan if I saw one was to hit it.  Don't ask me why, but I figured that was going to be the best way to get them to stop and help me.

The woman then had me pull into a fast food parking lot.  She told me she was going to get out and that I was not to move.  She reiterated that I was to stay right where I was several times.  I promised I wouldn't go anywhere and confirmed for her that I didn't have a phone (thank goodness my cell was on silent and concealed in the door) when she asked.  As soon as she closed the door to the car I saw her start to walk towards the restaurant and then change her course and approach a cab driver who was unlocking his car.  I realized she wasn't paying attention to me, hit the door locks, put the car in reverse, backed out of the spot quickly and then slammed the car into drive and gunned it out onto the road.

The main road is a six lane road.  I never looked to see if there was any traffic.  Looking back, that is what makes me the most sick to my stomach.  When I gunned it to get out of there, I just went.  Can I say that God must have really been looking out for Harlow and I.  It is by His grace we didn't get t-boned or seriously harm someone else.

After that it was kind of a blur.  I called my mom and started to cry as I told her what happened.  I just wanted to talk to someone.  She told me I needed to call the police.  Which I did.  I told them what happened, gave a description of the woman and they sent someone to go and pick her up.  I also called Dan's work to let him know what was going on.  I figured he would be pretty upset if I saved that for a story around the dinner table later that night.  His work was awesome and let him have the rest of the day off to stay with the baby and I.  This was great because once the adrenaline stopped I felt pretty sick for most of the day, so Dan was a big help.

Also, Mabes has no idea any of this happened and the last thing I want is for her to find out.  She already worries about things she doesn't need to and this is the last thing she needs.  So please, don't mention anything about this when she is around.

Anyhow, there are lots of things looking back I should have done or could have done.  In that moment my brain sort of turned to jelly and my main focus and concern was the baby.  Right or wrong, that is what happened.

The moral of the story, make sure you lock your doors when you are sitting in your car in the parking lot.  You never know when a crazy person might just call the proverbial shot gun and hop in there with you.

11 January 2013

quick christmas 2012 recap

Is it just me or does time seem to be flying by each day?  I feel like I no sooner drag myself out of bed and get the girls ready and Mabes off to school than it is time to turn around and pick her up and have lunch.   Just running one errand seems to take up most of the afternoon and the next thing I know it is already dinner time.  Then bath time, story time and bedtime.  Seriously I blink and the day is over.  Crazy.  Even crazier is the fact that is already Friday and I swear that just a second ago it was only Monday.

Time, you really need to slow down just a little.  Ok?  Thanks!

I have been trying to work on Harlow's newborn photos.  In the past three weeks we have managed to take a very large number of photos.  It has taken me three mornings to sort through all of them.  The good news is that they are sorted.  Now to edit them.  Maybe I will get them done and be able to share them in a month?  Or this spring?  Next year?  At some point, I promise.

I did get a few pictures from Christmas sorted through as well and figured I had better share them now before its June and people are asking me why in the world I am just getting around to sharing photos from Christmas.

A few holiday highlights:

1.  I really like the way that the tree decorations turned out this year.  Dan and Mabes did most of the work while I sat on the floor very pregnant supervising.  They did an awesome job.
Christmas 2012 #2
2.  Christmas morning Harlow spent most of her time either sleeping or being passed around from person to person.  This suited Mabes who helped open Harlow's presents.  It was like double Christmas!
Christmas 2012 #7
3.  I really like this photo of Harlow and my Mom.  I feel like you can kind of tell just how little Harlow really is.  
Christmas 2012 #18
4.  Mabes received her coveted Mulan dress from Santa.  
Christmas 2012 #14
5.  More baby passing around.
Christmas 2012 #16

6.  Another favorite photo from Christmas morning.  After all of the presents were opened we spent the rest of the day watching movies, playing games and hanging out as a family.  Gampa got lots of good baby snuggling time on the couch.
Christmas 2012 #20

quick christmas 2012 recap

Is it just me or does time seem to be flying by each day?  I feel like I no sooner drag myself out of bed and get the girls ready and Mabes off to school than it is time to turn around and pick her up and have lunch.   Just running one errand seems to take up most of the afternoon and the next thing I know it is already dinner time.  Then bath time, story time and bedtime.  Seriously I blink and the day is over.  Crazy.  Even crazier is the fact that is already Friday and I swear that just a second ago it was only Monday.

Time, you really need to slow down just a little.  Ok?  Thanks!

I have been trying to work on Harlow's newborn photos.  In the past three weeks we have managed to take a very large number of photos.  It has taken me three mornings to sort through all of them.  The good news is that they are sorted.  Now to edit them.  Maybe I will get them done and be able to share them in a month?  Or this spring?  Next year?  At some point, I promise.

I did get a few pictures from Christmas sorted through as well and figured I had better share them now before its June and people are asking me why in the world I am just getting around to sharing photos from Christmas.

A few holiday highlights:

1.  I really like the way that the tree decorations turned out this year.  Dan and Mabes did most of the work while I sat on the floor very pregnant supervising.  They did an awesome job.
Christmas 2012 #2
2.  Christmas morning Harlow spent most of her time either sleeping or being passed around from person to person.  This suited Mabes who helped open Harlow's presents.  It was like double Christmas!
Christmas 2012 #7
3.  I really like this photo of Harlow and my Mom.  I feel like you can kind of tell just how little Harlow really is.  
Christmas 2012 #18
4.  Mabes received her coveted Mulan dress from Santa.  
Christmas 2012 #14
5.  More baby passing around.
Christmas 2012 #16

6.  Another favorite photo from Christmas morning.  After all of the presents were opened we spent the rest of the day watching movies, playing games and hanging out as a family.  Gampa got lots of good baby snuggling time on the couch.
Christmas 2012 #20

07 January 2013

ending the hiatus

It has been almost a month since I posted anything.  I guess you could say I took an unplanned blogging hiatus.  Things have been a little crazy around here.  I actually compare it to a three ring circus most days and having a chance to sit down at the computer for more than two minutes was a luxury I haven't really had.
photo 1-10 copy
The biggest event since I have been on hiatus would be that Harlow was born on the 15th of December.  We are all head over heels in love with our little munchkin.  I plan to blog her birth story at some point.  I want to document all of the details so that I have them for years down the road.  For that reason the birth post is currently a work in progress.

Over the years I have heard people say that it is an adjustment when you have your first child.  I totally agree.  Dan and I went from being two adults who could basically come and go and do as we pleased to being responsible for another human life.  
photo 2-13 copy
I have also heard that going from one kid to two is an adjustment.  Having not been down that road before I have to say I was a little skeptical.  I mean I had already had one baby.  I knew all about the doctor visits, hospital, delivery, late night feedings, naps, and the amount of stuff that is hauled around from place to place to be able to tend to and entertain the baby.  What could be so different that there would have to be more adjusting?

Seriously, two kids is no joke.  Suddenly you go from outnumbering your kid 2 to 1 to being man-on-man and it seems like every time you turn around someone needs something.  Harlow will cry to be nursed.   Just as I settle in to feed the baby Mabes will need a drink, a snack and want to play a game.  Bedtime has had to be a perfectly timed event where the baby has all of her needs met ahead of time so that we can tend to Mabes and get her tucked in, story read, etc.  Late night feedings are a little tougher to deal with now that we are five years older, but what's worse is there are also early morning wake ups from Mabes for school or just because her internal clock doesn't know the meaning of wait until sun up to wake up.  Sleep is but a distant memory as is the concept of down time.  
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(Wanting to play hair dresser while I am getting ready to feed the baby.)

This week I feel like Dan and I are finally coming out of survival mode and starting to establish some sort of routine with the girls.  The goal is to someday be all dressed, ready and out of the door to go some place on time.  Or even just to be all be dressed before two in the afternoon.  Ha!  Actually this morning I was able to get the girls and myself ready to go and had Mabes to school on time.  Winning! 

Thankfully I have heard once you get past this you can have a million kids and it no longer phases you.  
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Truth be told, I wouldn't trade this circus for all of the riches in the world. 


ending the hiatus

It has been almost a month since I posted anything.  I guess you could say I took an unplanned blogging hiatus.  Things have been a little crazy around here.  I actually compare it to a three ring circus most days and having a chance to sit down at the computer for more than two minutes was a luxury I haven't really had.
photo 1-10 copy
The biggest event since I have been on hiatus would be that Harlow was born on the 15th of December.  We are all head over heels in love with our little munchkin.  I plan to blog her birth story at some point.  I want to document all of the details so that I have them for years down the road.  For that reason the birth post is currently a work in progress.

Over the years I have heard people say that it is an adjustment when you have your first child.  I totally agree.  Dan and I went from being two adults who could basically come and go and do as we pleased to being responsible for another human life.  
photo 2-13 copy
I have also heard that going from one kid to two is an adjustment.  Having not been down that road before I have to say I was a little skeptical.  I mean I had already had one baby.  I knew all about the doctor visits, hospital, delivery, late night feedings, naps, and the amount of stuff that is hauled around from place to place to be able to tend to and entertain the baby.  What could be so different that there would have to be more adjusting?

Seriously, two kids is no joke.  Suddenly you go from outnumbering your kid 2 to 1 to being man-on-man and it seems like every time you turn around someone needs something.  Harlow will cry to be nursed.   Just as I settle in to feed the baby Mabes will need a drink, a snack and want to play a game.  Bedtime has had to be a perfectly timed event where the baby has all of her needs met ahead of time so that we can tend to Mabes and get her tucked in, story read, etc.  Late night feedings are a little tougher to deal with now that we are five years older, but what's worse is there are also early morning wake ups from Mabes for school or just because her internal clock doesn't know the meaning of wait until sun up to wake up.  Sleep is but a distant memory as is the concept of down time.  
photo 5-12 copy
(Wanting to play hair dresser while I am getting ready to feed the baby.)

This week I feel like Dan and I are finally coming out of survival mode and starting to establish some sort of routine with the girls.  The goal is to someday be all dressed, ready and out of the door to go some place on time.  Or even just to be all be dressed before two in the afternoon.  Ha!  Actually this morning I was able to get the girls and myself ready to go and had Mabes to school on time.  Winning! 

Thankfully I have heard once you get past this you can have a million kids and it no longer phases you.  
photo 4-9 copy
Truth be told, I wouldn't trade this circus for all of the riches in the world. 


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