Miss Moo is 3 Months. She sure is a thick, chunky, smiley baby. I could just eat her up! She makes me want to have another one already.....almost :)
0 Comments
Bringing Mia home just went perfectly. She fit right in and I knew she was my little angel baby. She just had, and continues to have the sweetest and happiest disposition. There was lots of sleeping, lots of holding, and lots of helping. Isla was a natural big sister. And it was wonderful to have My mom there with us for 2 weeks. She is just amazing. We did have rough times of course. Mia became colicky and nothing seemed to help until I started using essential oils on her. They were my life saver. I thought that I would be exhausted, but it's amazing what energy having a 3 year old can give you.(Wanted or not) Grandfather had started really going down hill a couple months after Mia was born. Isla had already gotten to know Grandpapa quite well and I needed him to meet my sweet Mia. I'm so thankful we were able to spend some time with him before he left us. As we got the call that he was in the hospital and wouldn't be on this earth much longer, I took Mia, and Abbey and I went there to see him and wait with family. Looking at this photo, one would assume that this was a happy time for me. This was taken in the hospital as I was grieving for my Grandpa and knowing how much I would miss him. Then I remembered that I would see him again, and that my life is about returning to that place with him, and knowing that my children will give me the greatest happiness that I could ever hope for while I'm here on this earth. That was what I needed to focus on. Although his funeral was a sad time, we all knew that he was ready to go meet his beloved wife and that he had fulfilled his calling in this life. It came as a blessing to me because it brought my own family here to be able to participate in Mia's blessing. One life had ended but another was beginning. It was such a beautiful day and we loved having so many be a part of it.
Oh October. Lagoon , Thanksgiving Point Farm, Hee Haw Farm and Pumpkin Patch , Ward party, Isla's first primary program, carving pumpkins, trick or treating with my parents, beautiful sunsets, delicious baked goods and treats. What more could I ask for? Mia is two weeks old. She is the easiest baby I could have ever hoped for. Isla was always cute and happy. But man was she high maintenance. I just knew right from the get go that Mia was sent to me because of Isla. Does that sound bad? I think Heavenly Father knew I needed a break. This baby girl had the sweetest disposition from the start. She loves her sleep and barely ever makes a peep. She has had terrible gas and a plugged tear duct but through it all she remains peaceful. And she has started to smile. I mean really smiling. Not the gassy kind. I cannot say how grateful I am to have a photographer in the family. Camille is so talented and I'm always so pleased with how her pictures turn out. Plus she doesn't charge us an arm and a leg. Because lets face it, my need for updated pictures could ruin us financially. :) Here's Mia Moo at 2 weeks.
We went in around 6 in the morning on August 27th, 2014. I was induced and feeling nervous, but it was a great experience. I mean when Brandon brought me a diet coke with my name on it, it had to be a good day.(That was my very simple joy that day) I was able to get an epidural quickly and just relaxed until she was ready. Then I pushed twice and there she was. I remember feeling so scared the night before we went to the hospital. Excited, but more scared. Scared that I wouldn't have enough room in my heart to love this baby as much as Isla,that I wouldn't be able to balance everything and be a good mother to both,that Isla would be even more needy and high maintenance, that I wouldn't be able to give my full attention to the new baby, that part of me didn't want a new addition because I was perfectly content with my little family. I had laid in Isla's bed with her the night before and held her, and cried, and prayed.
Let me tell you that any worry I had went right out the door when I met my beautiful Mia Rose. She was perfect, and Isla fell in love with her immediately. My prayers were not only answered, but the answer was better than I could have imagined. There was no jealousy, no fighting for my attention. Just a sweet little girl excited to be a big sister. My heart was bursting for these two angels that were sent to me. Before Mia was born, I was able to take Isla to a special place with my Mom. This place holds so many wonderful memories for me. Sunday dinners, exploring, irrigation time when the yard would flood and we would play in the water, crawling through a hole in the fence to get to the park, the dusty cellar that I always imagined as a cave, the smell of mothballs (I know it doesn't sound pleasant, but if you knew my Grandma you'd understand) fresh fruit, sitting on the patio and just talking while dusk faded into night, listening to my Grandpa tell stories, magnets and coffee mugs from all over the world, playing card games, scrabble, riding bikes, walking to the store to buy candy, climbing trees, and a plethora of many more. This is the house where my mother grew up, and where her parents stayed till the end of their days. It is still in the family until it won't be anymore. Being here is magical to say the least, and I wanted Isla to get a small notion of what it was like for me. I think she felt it. This place has my heart.
|
Author"Since you get more joy out of giving joy to others, you should put a good deal of thought into the happiness that you are able to give." Archives
October 2016
Categories |