I promised myself that I would never, ever, ever-
Friday, February 26, 2010
This is the reason--
(Feeding the girls at the same time)
Why I will never again--
blog, check my email, spend time online, answer my phone (like I would anyway), wash my hair but once a week, wear anything but workout clothes, put together complete sentences, carry on a conversation without saying, "uh...uh...what's that word?", find my abs, get a full night's sleep, walk around without a burp rag on my shoulder, not smell like puke, not smell like poop, or act like a sane person.
See ya in a few years.
I'm officially on my own next week.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
This picture has nothing to do with the post. She's just so stinking cute and funny. Always trying to make me laugh.
We made a lot of predictions about how Chloe would adjust to life with a little sister. I always thought she would do well, but she has far exceeded my expectations. At first, she ignored Stella. She only paid attention when she cried. But in the span of a few days she became intrigued. She watched us as we nurtured our new baby and she took in every second of it. She has since become Stella's protector. When Stella cries, Chloe mimics her cry and looks at me like, "Mom, baby's crying. She needs your attention." She always wants to know where Stella is, and won't stop looking for her until she finds her.
Chloe doesn't want anyone messing with her sister. She gets very protective when kids at church or at the YMCA try and sneak a peek at Stella in her car seat. Whenever a kid approaches, Chloe lets out a little yell and looks directly at me. I don't know where that protective instinct comes from, but it's there. It's so sweet.
She also really, really wants to rock her sister in her swing. But it's a little too vigorous and terrifying. And Stella looks at Chloe with fear in her eyes. I have a feeling that's a look we'll see quite often.
My favorite thing is the car. The girls stare at each other. Stella looks at Chloe (even though I really don't think she can see that far).
Sunday, February 21, 2010
First Day Alone with the Girls
Saturday, February 20, 2010
In pictures and captions.
And I promise that I will be showered and my hair will be washed by the end of this post.
Said goodbye to my mom. I'm still crying.
Downloading Leap Frog software onto my computer to personalize Chloe's new toy.
Never thought I would see the day.
Coming to terms with my new life.
Stella's diaper bag is now my purse.
I can't carry two babies and three bags. Had to consolidate to two.
Packed bags for church the next day.
Realized the only thing I consumed all day was coffee, water, and a few tortilla chips.
Explains why I'm ravenous today.
Celebrated Jason's birthday. (Happy Birthday today!)
I spent a lot of time (or three minutes) wrapping his present.
That's what you get when you have a newborn and an exhausted wife.
Aldi grocery bag, gift wrapping.
There was more to be documented.
But I was too tired.
But I'm never too tired to blog about it.
Friday, February 19, 2010
I'm Type A. (Jason tells me I'm Type A+). And I love, love, love organization.
But when you have two babies under the age of one, organization and my obsessive compulsive personality go out the window.
And I'm okay with that. Really I am.
But the one thing that has to be perfect is their bottles. When I wash them, they have to be perfectly lined up like this every single time.
I know this is the last thing I should be worried about. But I just can't help myself.
Perfectly lined up bottles is my thing. It gives me joy.
And yes, I know, mental help is something I should look into.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
During my little photo shoot with Stella the other day, she did this face.
Yep, that's her dork face.
I have to admit that I was a little shocked when she did it. But then I figured I shouldn't be. It was really just a matter of time.
I now consider this face a genetic defect.
And since these girls look just like their daddy,
I'm assuming they get this face from their daddy.
There's no way they get their dorkiness from me.
Absolutely no way.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
The beauty of a newborn.
How at such a tender age they assert their own personalities. Luckily for me, this one is as sweet as pie. And laid back. She's up for anything and rarely complains.
That no matter how few hours of sleep you get, it's all worth it. And you have the perfect excuse to drink 25 cups of coffee everyday. (Which is one of the beauties of bottle feeding).
And they make the perfect subjects. You can take 500 pictures and none of them turn out blurry, because they are so still. Which can also scare the pants off you in the middle of the night.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Happy 1st Valentine's Day to:
The number assigned to each child has everything to do with birth order, and nothing to do with favorites. We'll assign favorites a little later on. Probably during the teenage years.
It's kind of funny to think that last Valentine's Day we had no babies, and now we have two. I've never felt like celebrating Valentine's Day more. Normally I despise the day and do something ornery, like I did to Jason a few years ago. But this year has been nothing but happiness. And drowsiness. Lots and lots of drowsiness.
But I'm excited because Jason and I are going on a date tonight. We are having sushi. I don't know what I'm more excited about. The sushi, or the date. I think the date. No, the sushi. No, the date. A good wife would say the date. But I think it's the sushi.
Definitely the sushi.
Happy Valentine's Day!
Love, The Lashley Family
(and Chloe's dork face)
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Stella Elizabeth is here!
She arrived at 12:15 PM after a rapid-fire delivery.
She weighs 6 lbs, 12 oz., and is 19 inches long. Exactly the same as her sister when she was born!
We are both doing great, and she is absolutely as sweet and precious as she can possibly be.
Jason and Chloe are doing great as well.
We are so incredibly happy. Thank you all for your kind words, love and support.
We are here at the hospital! I was scheduled to come in at 8:00 this morning for induction, but we had to make an early arrival last night.
You see, I did something I probably shouldn't have. I took out the trash. Three bags of trash. In the middle of a snowstorm. I know, pretty stupid of me. When I was about 10 feet away from the dumpster, I slipped and fell on my back. I called my doctor and she sent me to the hospital for a routine monitoring of the baby. Since we were at the hospital so late last night, they decided just to keep us. Thankfully, the baby is doing great.
The funny thing is, I started going into labor on my own last night. I had contractions all night long. My doctor started Pitocin this morning to help move things along, so we're hoping things will progress well today.
We are so excited to meet Baby Lash!! I cannot believe she is going to be here!
Hopefully we'll be posting pictures soon.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Well folks, we're nearing the end. I can hear angels singing the Hallelujah Chorus. I'm happy to report that after nearly two years of gestating children, this will be the last belly picture I post on my blog for a long, long, long, long time. God willing. I've loved being pregnant and I love my child and child-to-be, but my body is tired. I need a break. A long, long, long, long break.
So here is to belly pics, and the future lack of them.
To celebrate our upcoming arrival we went on a family date this weekend to Red Robin. We called it our "We've loved being a family three/ We are so excited for the new baby, Date Night". We had so much fun. Even Jason had fun, despite his picture. I kept asking him to smile at the camera, but he didn't. So this is what you get when you don't follow my instructions.
And to save us from ourselves when the new baby gets here, my mom has arrived. Hallelujah! I'm so thankful that my mom is here to help us through this transition. I don't know how I'd do it without her!
More than likely, it's all going down this week. So stay tuned! I'll be updating my blog as things progress. And if you don't mind, keep us in your prayers. We'd appreciate it.