Laugh with me please.....

Ok, so the transition to three children has been much easier than I thought it would be. Yes, I said it and I mean it. Don't get me wrong. We are busy, but Molly is really a great baby. She only fusses when she's hungry and at night???? She wakes up a couple of times to feed and goes right back down. Sometimes I have to remind myself to interact with her because otherwise she'll just sit and look around. Yes, we've been fortunate to have three pretty calm babies.



Mary Ella and Addy??? They are still incredibly loving toward their new sister. Actually, they often compete over who gets to sit right next to her. They hover over and Scott nearly has a heart attack because Addy has either just had her fingers up her nose or Mary Ella is coughing and sneezing in her face. There is NO pristine air around here nor is there personal space. So Molly survived her first cold and I'm sure another is in the near future. I think Scott has already been through a couple of Lysol cans. He chases us all down. It is really quite humorous. I told him the other day we'd rather have snotty noses than cancer :). Our home smells like a hospital at times.



Here are some funnies I've experienced other the last three weeks:



1. I rarely get time do my usual computer stuff. When I do sit down...their seems to be a 60 second limit.


2. I've been getting in bed by 9-9:30 every night and by the time Molly wakes up for the first feeding, I'm sleeping so hard I find drool on my pillow (pretty gross, huh?).


3. When I'm walking to her room for our twilight feeding dates, I couldn't pass a field sobriety test. I swear I bump into every wall, door frame and piece of furniture.


4. Laundry has tripled with the addition of one more child because at every diaper change Molly either dips her heel into her diaper or decides she's not finished doing her business.

5. I keep calling Molly "Addy"...oh goodness, I am my mother's daughter. Let the roll calling begin!

6. When Molly is wiggling on the changing table, I keep attempting to give her something to "play with" like I do with Addy. Talk about the fog of motherhood!



7. I have nodded off several times while feeding Molly. One night I awakened a couple of hours later with her in my lap sound asleep having only completed half of her normal feeding...oops. Guess it didn't bother her too much.




There have also been sweet moments:



1. Mary Ella said, "Mom I love you soooooo much. I love you because you brought home a new baby sister for me."


2. Smelling cookie drool (from all of Addy's love) on top of Molly's head when I leaned down to kiss her in the middle of the night.


3. Having my husband tell me what a good mother I am...ugh, he is so sweet even when I'm totally spent and don't have much left to give.


4. Watching Molly smile in her sleep and get excited when she hears my voice. She's got a huge dimple in her left cheek.


5. Addy surrounding Molly with all her prized blankies and babies. We do have to remind her the blankets can't go over her face though :).

Here are some captured moments that I felt summed up our three (very different) personalities:

Addy (AKA "the bandit") Burlison. This little, opportunistic girl sits, waits and pounces on every opportunity to steal what you are about to use, are using, or have just put down. Then she runs with a big smile on her face feeling like she has totally accomplished something special. She waits for every door, cabinet or drawer to be left open and quietly sneaks in.

Mary Ella "the babysitter" Burlison. She takes every opportunity to mother us all from explaining the rules to Addy....nurturing Molly....to telling us what needs she notices around the house.

Proof that she is loved. No, that is not a bruise on her head, so don't call child protection. It is a marinara sauce smack courtesy of Mary Ella.