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Waylon Turns 6

June 26, 2017

Six years ago, our first baby was born! I desperately wanted to name him Tiger, but Austin thought that was totally nuts, so we compromised on Waylon Tiger instead.

Happy birthday to our experiment baby. Our first baby Baer. We love him very much.

birthday video on youtube

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Novi Turns One

June 12, 2017

A year ago today I participated in a glorious unmedicated birth, surrounded by my loving husband and team of competent doctors and medical residents!!

Just kidding, the epidural failed and at one point I started yelling JUST PULL IT OUT because after 21 hours of labor, I was pretty tired. Luckily my wish came true when his shoulders got stuck (shoulder dystocia), and a resident had to press down as hard as he could on my abdomen to help push him out. Austin said he pressed so hard that you could hear an audible crunch. Luckily I couldn’t hear it over my very audible scream.

Of course it all feels a lot less horrifying and a lot more magical a year later. As crazy as it is, I would do it all over again if I could. There is nothing like the first time you meet your baby. The beginning of a love story.

Happy first birthday to the baby of the family. My little fox cub. You are the worst houseguest but we love you all the same.

Birthday Video on Youtube

 

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Three Years Of Eva December

December 13, 2016

Three years ago, my wild girl was born. Her dad delivered her. There was snow on the ground. Those are the things I’ll never forget.

I’ll also never forget how much she surprised me. When the boys were born, I knew them right away. Maybe it was their constant and intense need for me every second of every day (eye roll emoji), I don’t know. Eva has always been a stranger. At first it was startling, how different she was from the rest of us, but then it was the very best surprise. I’m so lucky to know her.

Happy birthday to my strong, happy girl. You make us all so much better.

 

More home movies.

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I don’t have any sentences left, but here are 47 pictures of my infant (Novi’s First Month)

July 14, 2016

Novi is a month old this week, which is just old enough for people to start asking how I’m going to go back to writing my book while having two young kids and a newborn at home. That’s a great question! Let me know when you find out.

So far we are okay. The transition going from two to three has been harder than going from one to two, but we persevere. If you ask me why it’s so much harder, my finger would point straight to the older two, but we don’t need to talk about that. Only 57 more days until school starts! The good news is the baby is healthy and the other two are still alive, so I count that as a win. Their toddler screams and battle cries only serve as the baby’s white noise, and from what I can tell–he will probably not be as fussy as the first one. Another solid victory.

Austin and I always joke that because we don’t go to church, we don’t have that built in system for meals when something really good or really bad happens (babies, earthquakes, etc). Which is why we are always surprised by the women who show up at our door, dropping off pans of lasagnas, enchiladas, and fresh garden vegetables. Women sending us our favorite take-out or thoughtful gifts or words of encouragement from far away. Women helping women because they know how hard this is and how these small efforts makes a big impact. People are good, church or no church. Very thankful for that.

It’s been a hard month, but a good one too.

Oh Novi, we love you so.

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Eva: 19 – 20 Months

August 11, 2015

Loves
Swimming, puppies, snacking, jumping, tackling, laughing.

Still
Spitting up occasionally and hoarding pebbles/dirt/rocks/small objects in her mouth.

Special New Installments
Talking in sentences, going to the gym childcare without paci, repeating words (but only for her brother). Singing an original song called “Daddy’s Shoes” in a breathy baby voice.

Notes
Taller and bigger and braver and crazier. Needy when she’s hangry and happy when she’s fed. Favorite foods are fruit, pasta, and ice cream (duh). Still lets her brother hold her and rock her like a baby, but fights him like a hyena when she’s mad. Wildest, grossest, funniest baby I know. She’s got this family right where she wants us, and there’s no place we’d rather be. Love our wild girl.

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