I grew up with a very idealized view of motherhood. I pictured bliss, happiness, sweetness all the time. While being a mother had brought me my greatest joys, and there are plenty of blissful moments filled with lots of sweetness, there are also many moments filled with frustration, annoyance, and even anger. This must have been one of those moments, because the sign I'm holding up says, "GRRRR!"
Two weeks after Michael was born, I bundled him up in his slicky and walked from our apartment over to the BYU Health clinic for his circumcision. I can picture the walk, with the leaves starting to turn orange and the slight crispness in the October air. I got light-headed watching the procedure, which I now realize was most likely due to the over exertion of the walk over there with my slippery bundle since I'm not one to be weak at the sight of blood. I also remember Michael being strapped to the board and screaming his head off. So, this time around, I delegated the circumcision appointment to Brian.And I just snuggled him a lot after they got back:
I snuggled with Gabe a lot during May.
Rachel decided to try a different style of wearing dresses. It cracked us up so much!
More Gabe snuggles:
Brian really wanted to help Chelsea out with some things around the house since Thomas was gone, so he coordinated with Cal to see when he could come too and then we all headed up to Odgen for a service day. Well, thanks to too much overexertion and not enough healing, I was forbidden to help with anything, but I watched and talked to Chelsea. It was the first time Chelsea met Gabe, and she fell in love with him.
Chelsea decided that what she really needed help with was moving her swing set. When they got it, Thomas set it up right off of her patio, but she wanted it out by her back fence. Since the ground sloped back there, the boys had to dig and level it out. Cal and Brian did most of the digging, and Ethan, who was able to come as well, fixed her gate.
Taryn and David came as well, and David and Brian were able to finish hanging sheetrock in one of the rooms downstairs.
Taryn and I headed out to buy pizza for dinner
and we took Heather with us so she could pick out flowers. Mothers' day was the coming Sunday, and I knew that Chelsea was really sad about it since Thomas wasn't going to be there. The kids planted the flowers that I bought for an early mother's day present to Chelsea. Michael, Rachel, and Aaron helped too.
This last year, I got to see some of the costs of deployment. It's such a sacrifice. Our military men and women aren't the only one sacrificing. The families that stay behind also sacrifice. Dad (or mom) isn't around for birthdays, Christmases, holidays, first days of school, lost teeth, and so much more. The spouse left behind is like a single parent constantly worrying about the brood of children and the soldier overseas. It's been a hard year on my sister, and I was grateful for Brian for wanting to help her out and ease some of her burdens.
Did I mention that we enjoyed lots of Gabe snuggles in May?
Michael made this sweet sign/card for all his grandmothers for Mothers' Day, and the kids posed for a picture to send to them:
And I insisted on a picture with the three sweeties who call me mom:
Brian got me Swiss chocolate...so good!
And these beautiful flowers. I love lilies!
We felt like we were doing pretty good adjusting to life with three kids:I mean, look at the great help we had:
I didn't want Brian to get bored and stir crazy while he was on paternity leave, so we hired our neighbor to help Brian with some basement projects. They built the shelves for our closets
and started installing trim. This closet was our trickiest one. It had a weird pop-out and is really big. We wanted it to be our game closet, so we wanted lots of shelves. I designed it in Sketch-up and Mike and Brian made it a reality. I'm really proud of this closet. No one looking at it will even know how tricky it was to design it, because it turned out so well. One of my professors said that interior design is about solving problems, and I feel like I nailed this one!
One day, Michael was holding Gabe in the other room while I was working on something in the office. I heard Michael start reading. When I came into the living room, this is the scene I stumbled on:
We really did let Gabe sleep in his crib sometimes:
One day, Rachel, Gabe, and I headed up to the outlets. When we finished, I told Rachel we were heading home, and she stopped, threw back her head and told me that she wanted to go to more stores. I couldn't help but smile as I pictured many shopping excursions together. I'm so glad I'll have a shopping buddy! We grabbed some lunch at Aunt Annies.It was so fun spending some time with just Rachel--and Gabe in the stroller.
Michael loves reading to Gabe:
At school one day, Michael learned about volcanoes, and begged me to make some with him. So, I did. The kids put on their mad scientist shirts, compliments of Chelsi and Ivie L and helped me make play dough, dye the play-dough, and then play scientist with the baking soda and vinegar.
I felt like a good mom for the first time in months.
Gabe loves taking baths--he has from his very first one. I love his shark hooded towel. Right now, it swallows him up, but I know it won't be long before it looks tiny on him. We've hit that point with Michael already.
On Sunday, May 15, Gabe turned a month old:
One Sunday in May, we got together at Lea's house for a birthday party for Cole, which meant more Gabe snuggles:
I also played Poison with the boys and almost won. Almost. It was so nice to be feeling better finally!
Gabe grew way too fast in May. He had a head start on Michael weight-wise at birth, but he grew out of his newborn clothes in just over a month, where Michael stayed in them for about three months. Slow down, Son, slow down!
I couldn't resist getting Michael and Gabe matching shirts. Michael loves it. He'll tell me, "Mom, can Gabe and I wear our 'Handsome Crew' shirts tomorrow?" Or, "Don't forget to put Gabe in his 'Handsome Crew' shirt today."
Did we also mention that Gabe likes to sleep?
In May, Rachel got her first real haircut. I kind of got choked up, even though it was really just a trim to make everything even. Still...
And then we headed off to Target with just the four of us--our first shopping excursion without Brian (since his paternity leave sadly ended.) This is how we handled it:
Nights in May went something like this: Jammies for Michael and Rachel, teeth brushed, scripture reading, tuck Michael and Rachel into bed. Then, a couple hours of snuggling with Gabe while Brian and I watched some TV shows. And then, we'd put him in jammies, feed him, and tuck him into bed.
Gabe is a champ sleeper, and after the first week, really only wakes up once at night, eats, and then goes right back to sleep. He's such a sweet, calm little person which makes all the struggles of carrying him for nine months 200% worth it.