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Annnnnd so it begins... #lifewithbigsisters Also, Q woke up with a very very loose tooth (her first one!) and I may have acted excited for her and then turned my back & cried. This growing crap is for the birds. But this "Max & friends" business is just what the doctor ordered. #andwine Ryan took the girls to work with him for the morning & then out to lunch. I've got a million things I need to be doing, but right now I can't think of one that sounds better than this right here... Just doing a little late night camera roll clean out and came across this gem from last week. I wound up posting a different picture from this session, but seeing it again tonight, I just felt all "nobody puts baby in a corner" about it. So here it is- my two little twin babes. I was SO convinced this sweet man cub would look just like Cubby but, lo-and-behold, we got a Q jr. (Hopefully he'll get Cub's killer personality and ability to give zero craps about most things in life instead.) 😉👌🏻 Me: "Girls, get in the car" What they hear: "Girls, please go up into the playroom and collect all of your very favorite toys, most especially the ones with the tiniest and largest number of pieces and then please pack as if we are going on safari. Then go ahead and need to use the restroom, gather some snacks and have 3 drinks of water. Finish up by going outside, twirling around and picking some flowers. When you're ready, get in the car. But, by all means, only when you are ready. And later, please don't forget to leave all of your safari luggage in the car so I can have the pleasure of taking it all out at a later date. " #deargodwhy #qandaandthegaragedoor Crusin' through Monday like...✌🏻 Just kidding. We're at home & still in pjs. Actually, I'M still in pjs...Q is in full gymnastics gear (nope, no gymnastics today) and Cubby is rocking her head-to-toe Moana costume. But we can pretend we are this put together on a Monday, can't we? (Cutest romper from @thelittlespoons!) Anyone have the cure for Baby FOMO? (Yes, it's a real thing) I need someone to convince this sweet, sweet little angel boy that there is nothing, absolutely nothing, going on at 1am. The same nothing is happening at 2:00, 3:15, 4:00, 5:45, and 6:30am. I swear, buddy- if there's a party you'll be the first one we invite. But for now, just--for the love of God--sleep. Kthanks. (📷: phone snap from our nb session with the amazing @leah_cook !) Ladies who lunch....with their daddy. #alsoCubbysfoot Start with some late-night sister sleepovers, add in a nocturnal newborn and you've got mornings that look a little different than they used to around here! Happy Father's Day to this guy right here. My favorite person to lay in bed and look at my phone next to, the guy who takes all the nighttime feedings when I'm too exhausted, and the best daddy in the whole world. He is the giver of countless pony rides, the watcher of endless made-up dance performances, and the best tickle-monster and pool shark these three lucky kiddos will ever know. He's our rock & our world, and if we're being honest, he's the only reason these kids have any adventure in their lives, (cause I'm totally an overly-cautious, Nervous Nellie grandma.😬👵🏻) Thanks for making us the lucky ones @ryanmaclmu ! We couldn't do life without you...no literally, it'd be so boring. (P.S. Ryan's Father's Day gift is up on the blog...it's pretty freaking adorable, if you ask me. You should probably check it out!) It's Father's Day weekend, which means of course, I've got my dad on my mind. Not that I don't every other single solitary day, but on this weekend my brain always kicks into memory overload. This will be our third Father's Day without him and that's crazy to say because it still feels as fresh as that very first year. Usually my siblings and I get together for Father's Day brunch and have a mimosa/Corona cheers in his honor. We try to tell stories and laugh- because that's what we would be doing with him if he were still here. But this year I'm kind of struck by the fact that he's not here to meet Max. He would've been so damn excited to have a grandson. Someone to teach about old cars and tinker in the garage with on our trips back to NJ. Instead, he gets to be Max's special guardian angel...and don't think he hasn't already started on those GA duties; he's been here, watching & protecting since this sweet babe came into the world. I know that for a fact. So this year I'm extra grateful for these gorgeous "love and loss" rings from #lisaleonarddesigns that I had made. There are two stacking rings: one with a heart and one with my dad's birthstone in it- a little reminder that I can wear daily. A simple way I can carry him with me, with us, in everything we do. 💙 When you're just trying to have a simple "Chopsticks" single-finger jam sesh and your little sis gets all Stevie Wonder on you...🙄. If you watched my stories, you know that Baby Boy had his very first swim in the pool today. He wasn't a fan...but I'M a fan of these teeny tiny swim shorts, so we're going to need to meet somewhere in the middle. 😬💙 Guys. Do not get between this child & her food. Just. Don't. Do. It.🙅🏻😂 These two...She legit thinks he is HER baby. She's completely right. Love my little bookends. 💚 You know that whole thing about "lasts"... how they sneak up on you without you realizing it? Like, for example, one day you are holding your child's hand and you realize she hasn't asked you to hold her in what seems like forever. And then you realize that her last time raising her arms up to you and saying, "Mommy, up!" Or "Mommy, hold you!" (As Q used to say) has already passed? You realize that will most likely not happen anymore so you quickly scoop her up and her legs almost dangle to the floor and you squeeze her tight and she looks at you like you've gone mad? Yeah, that. Well, yesterday as I was giving Max a sink bath, something hit me, and when I say "hit me" I mean it seriously sucker-punched me right in the gut: Q has had her last sink bath. I'm not even sure when it happened. Which one was her "last one" and how come I don't remember? Was it a year ago? 18 months? I have no idea. But somehow her very last sink bath slipped by without me even knowing or documenting. It's something you don't even think about as the days roll on and your little one starts asking if she can rinse her own hair, run her own bath water, and then one day asks to take her own shower. Then there comes that sucker-punch again: she's officially passed over another one of her "baby" milestones and you don't remember ever giving her permission to grow up so quickly. But you just add it to the list of lasts: her last bottle, the last time you had to request a high chair for her at a restaurant, the last time she pronounced lemonade "nemolade" before she self-corrected. Raise your hand if you think there should be a universal signal for parents. A little red flag that says, "🚩Take notice parents- this is the last time she will do this! Take note, soak it in, take a mental picture (or a real one!), quick!" Ugh! I guess for now I'll have to settle for watching my big girls give their baby some of his very first (of many) sink baths, and I'll have to be way more careful about letting these "lasts" slip by. 😫 Sorry- just some early morning musings from a mama who's still working out the last of those post-baby hormones! ;) You guys, thank you so SO much for all the messages, comments, and prayers...it looks like they've been answered!! While Max's test on Friday was not 100% conclusive (I won't go into full detail here) it seems like what the doctor saw on the initial NICU scan was NOT what he thought it was & he has gone ahead and canceled Max's planned surgery for next month!!! Instead we are moving forward on a "watch & monitor" basis! Although there may still be a surgery down the road, it looks like it will be much less intrusive and probably not until Max is a little older. Of course I want full answers and a detailed plan but I'm learning to just take the good as it comes, and this news is certainly GOOD in my book! Next we just have to get a small heart murmur cleared by a pediatric cardiologist and then it looks like we can be worry-free until our next scan at the end of July! Feeling so incredibly thankful for wonderful doctors, answered prayers, and for this amazing community of support! Thank you, friends- for caring so much about our sweet boy! It means more than you'll ever know! 💓🙏🏻🙌🏻 Good Morning! So I took a little IG vacation this weekend to focus on family and I can't lie- it felt pretty darn good. The weekend started with Max's ordeal (updates on that later) but it ended with a much needed "date day" with my biggest babe (more in my stories)! Q chose every event of our day- from lunch to mani/pedis and even dressed us so that we would match- down to curling her hair like mine! 😂 She's been such a good and patient big sister and it was so important for me to spend some quality one-on-one time with her, where we could talk about alllll things kindergarten and "rainbow unicorn birthday" planning, uninterrupted by baby cries and little sisters. She told me at the end of our date, "I'm so happy that you are my Mommy." (Heart melted!) I mean, it might have had to do with the glitter lip gloss and unlimited topping ice cream I bought her...but I'm still taking it! #qandaandthegaragedoor Ugh. Deep Breath. Ok... I hate even typing this because it means I can no longer live in denial. But- tomorrow our sweet boy has his big test. The one that will finally give us all the answers that we've been wanting (or not wanting) regarding his kidneys. But ready or not, we'll finally figure out exactly what's going on inside his tiny body since we first learned there was a problem at our 20 week anatomy scan. After he was born, we met with our specialist, and he gave us a "diagnostic guess" based on Max's NICU scans. I cried lots of tears hearing about what he thought the problem was, but then I pushed this day, this test, far to the back of my mind. I have to say, it's been so nice just pretending none of this existed for the past 6 weeks, but tomorrow we face reality & I'm 100% not ready. It's been a long, stressful wait to get to this day & my stomach is in knots thinking about the results AND the procedure itself (I literally cried after the nurse called to give me a "what to expect" run down 😰). I'm not sure what to pray for (besides a complete miraculous healing) but I guess I mostly just pray that the doctor was wrong about his diagnosis and that my sweet babe won't need the surgeries & procedures they think he will need starting next month. Please send all the prayers, positive thoughts, good juju, etc. our way....for a smooth, pain/stress-free procedure tomorrow and for positive results for our little Super Boy. 🙏🏻💙 Someone is finally coming around to the idea of bath time (...which is a good thing considering the amount of newborn excretions he's putting forth). Turns out all he needed was some sister support -minus Cubby's face splashes! Don't worry little buddy, I have a feeling you'll get her back, times a million, when you're older. 😉
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