-One year ago-

It was a very hard day.

I was 6 weeks pregnant.
I woke up spotting.
It turned to bleeding.
I was scared.
I lost that sweet baby.

It wasn't fair. I didn't understand it then. But, I do now.

God wanted me to have her...

5 weeks

Really, where does the time go?



I can hardly believe its been 5 weeks since her birth. Some days are just a blur and I'm taking them all in the best I can. Life has changed with two, but I'm loving every minute. Sometimes I can't really remember what it was like without her. It's funny how that happens, isn't it?

As of last Friday she was 7lbs 9oz. Which was good since one dr. in our ped. practice seemed concerned that she didn't hit her birth weight at 2 weeks. Blah. I told him she was fine. I just seem to have itty bitty girls.

Munchkin is so alert. She's really starting to smile - I just haven't caught it with the camera. It's so sweet. Her eyes are always so big and bright. She lights up any room she's in. She's also spoiled and likes nothing better than to be in mommy's arms. Oh well. I really like her there, too! Her little cuddles are the best. But it gets kind of hard when I need to do things like take a shower.

She's an awesome sleeper - I don't want to say anymore at the risk I'll jinx it all!

And as of right now, I'm still wanting a third (one day)!

L I P S T I C K

Things its ruined around here:
*Multiple clothing items (babygirl's and mine)
*Sissy's bobby cover
*Babygirl's clothes hamper
*My sheets (again!)

There is no telling what else. I'm scared.

I throw it away and she finds more. I think I'm down to my favorite shade.

Toddlers are fun!

Grab your tissues

I know some new mommies visit my blog, specifically some mother's of perfect, brand new, baby girls; so I want to give a warning right here - the story of this family will make you cry, make you thank God above for the wonderful blessing your holding, give you a new sense of what really matters, cause you to evaluate your faith and thank God for his grace.

It's ironic. I came across this blog just over a week ago. I do believe it was my second day at home with the girls alone. And it had been a challenging one. Hubby came home and decided to take babygirl with him to do some things he needed to get done. Munchkin and I were alone with some peace and quiet and I sat down in front of the computer with her curled up on my chest. I was looking for some downtime - and I found this family. I spent the next hour reading what I could see through the tears. And I was touched in so many ways.

I could relate to some of what she had been through, but not everything. They lost their second daughter in September to Trisomy-18 (or Edward's Syndrome). Copeland was born in September and God blessed this family with 8 precious days with her.

My heart aches for them, and their faith is so strong and inspiring, that I feel compelled to share them with you. I think she will touch your heart, too.

http://conorbootheandgirls.blogspot.com/

Blogging with pictures these days

...Because its not often I have two hands to type!

The angel is two weeks old. I think this is a lot better than anything I have to say.

So small

Munchkin (we haven't settled on a nickname for her yet!) snoozing in her crib. I love how this shows just how tiny she is.