The ladies

Here are some fun pictures we have taken of the girls over the last month.

Where did the time go?

We are about to get Olivia's newborn pictures taken and I was looking through Ellie's newborn pictures and I forgot just how small and cute and beautiful she was and still is and cannot believe how much she has grown. It's so true what they say about time flying by.

A moment...with Meagan

So there I was, standing on my Dad's front porch holding my screaming 2-year old and covered in her throw-up while my 6 week old is screaming from her car seat in the car. Patty came rushing out the door to help and I looked at her and said as seriously as I possibly could, "I don't know what to do." This utterance of mine brought on so many moments from the past 6 weeks and at that moment, standing there covered in throw-up, they all came to me at once. I don't know what to do...when Ellie throws her yogurt all over the carpet while I'm feeding the baby; when Olivia stopped taking naps; when Ellie throws herself on the floor of Target and screams bloody murder; when Olivia refuses to be put down so that I can eat lunch; when Ellie repeats the same thing that she wants over and over again until I say yes because I can no longer stand it; when both the girls start crying in the car the minute I pull out of the garage on our way to Salt Lake; when I'm in the middle of taking a shower with shampoo in my hair and Olivia starts screaming; when Ellie won't go to sleep at night and instead asks for a "sip of water" until one of us brings her some; when both girls decide that sleep isn't an option for their parents and keep us up all night. Now, although these moments make it sound like it has been really hard, there have been some truly great moments like when I get Ellie in the morning and she says to me, "Hi, mommy. Get baby livvy?; when Olivia has started to smile at us and shows us her adorable dimples; when Ellie gives me big hugs and tells me she loves me; when Olivia tries to eat my face which I am pretending that she is kissing me; when Ellie and Hubert dance; when Olivia goes to sleep at 7:00 and doesn't wake up until 2:00; when Ellie eats the dinner I made her and tells me it's delicious; and when Olivia cuddles right up to me and puts her chubby little arms around my neck. There are really so many more things that are great instead of hard, but I know that if there weren't any hard ones, I wouldn't appreciate the great ones as much and besides, how can it be hard to not love these two little girls.

One Month Down...

Today, Olivia, or Elia (as I keep accidentally calling her) is 1 month old and I can't believe how time has flown and how much she has changed since her first day with us. I mean, it's not like she's reciting Shakespeare because that usually happens in the third or fourth month, but she is doing some fun stuff like smiling in her sleep, which shows her adorable dimples, grabbing at our faces when we are really close to hers, and when her sister is being fun and crazy around her, she can't keep her eyes off of her. But she is a great little baby girl and we all adore her, even when she poops while I'm in the middle of changing her and it shoots across the room. Maybe that was a 1 month present to me. I can't wait to see what she what tricks she does on her second month anniversary.

The past three weeks

The past three weeks have been a little bit of a blur for us with Olivia's birth, family visiting, and Halloween, so I thought I would post some fun pictures so that it is a little less blurry for me.

And doesn't there always have to be a spaghetti shot?

Baby #2, Electric Boogaloo

Last Thursday the 15th, Hubert, Ellie, and I welcomed little miss Olivia Jane into our family and I thought it was time to introduce her into the world. That, and many people aren't feeling well and can't come and see her in person and I would like to thank all of those people and their consideration for our little newborn. If only the entire world would just stay home when they are sick, but that's a whole other post all together. But anyway, here are some of our favorite pictures so far.

And this is a picture of Hubert feeding Ellie a bottle while laying her down on the boppie. Let's just say she's reverting back a snidge.

It can't all be good, right?

As I'm sitting here at the computer looking at friends' blogs and reading about how wonderful life is and funny kids are and all that kind of bloggy stuff, I started to think, hey, why doesn't anyone ever write about how crappy their day is going? Well, folks, you've come to the right place. Let me just give you a time-line with a brief synopsis of each time I post.

1:25 am-Got up to pee

2:30 am-Got up to pee

3:30 am-Got up to pee

4:30 am-Got up to pee

5:30 am-Got up to pee, Hubert woke up to get ready for work

6:30 am-Ellie woke and and decided she needed a "warm babba" and Hubert was wonderful enough to take care of that for me and put her back in bed. Oh, and I got up to pee.

7:30 am-Ellie and I are both up and eating breakfast, hers consisting of yogurt, mine a tall glass of ice water because I feel like there isn't enough water in the ocean for me to drink.

7:35 am-Ellie decides that she "don't want it" and "it" being her yogurt anymore, therefore throwing her bowl onto my carpeted ground. I'm sure I looked awesome cleaning that up with my gigantic belly and nothing feels better than kneeling on the ground for 15 minutes and then trying to stand up with knees that you are sure are breaking.

9:30 am-Ellie watched her new favorite cartoon, "Dinosaur Train," but screamed when it was over and could not understand that it was PBS that controlled the programming and not, in fact, her mother.

11:30 am-We drive to Toys'r'us to get Ellie some play food for her kitchen when we got stuck in traffic. Again, she screamed at me and could not understand that it wasn't me controlling the cars, it's the construction.

12:00 pm-Arrive at toy store, pick out toy, she demands I open it right away. I try to explain that I can't and we have to pay. She then throws herself on the ground and screams at the top of her lungs, "NO NO NO NO" while others stared at me.

12:30 pm-I guess the screaming for 30 minutes wore her out because she fell asleep in the car. It was wonderful.

1:00 pm-Ellie is napping and I am eating lunch when Hubert e-mails me and lets me know how much grad school is going to cost. I throw-up in my mouth a little and have no idea how we are going to pay for it. Why, oh why, is school so expensive?

1:30 pm-Shooting pain in my left hand. Awesome.

2:00 pm-Hubert comes home from work early, which I love, but has since passed out on the bed because he is so tired.

3:30 pm-Ellie is finally waking up. Oh, but the day is still young. Who knows what the rest of it holds?!