Sunday, April 29, 2012

Adventures with a 2 week old and 2 year old

We have been enjoying life the past 2 weeks, getting used to having 2 children (I still get tickled saying I have 2 daughters instead of just one) and learning how to juggle both of them. Besides resting, we've had lots of adventures to exciting places such as Jim's restaurant (for breakfast) and Chilton/Clanton county (can't remember which) for strawberry picking.

Eden has learned how to pick out her own hair-ware. She's very good at it.
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Winnie's favorite sleeping position:
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Crazy baby facial expressions crack me up:
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Eden found a great place to store her crayons: on Winnie. (I love Winnie's crossed eyes in this photo.)
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A sample of our very informal meal times:
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We got to go strawberry picking and Eden, of course, ate a bunch.
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Winnie happily hung out - literally - on me.
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And that's been our life lately. Very content.

Monday, April 16, 2012

Newborn photos

Our friend from church, Amber, came over a few hours after Wynn was born to take photos of her and of Eden meeting her for the first time. Here are just a few of my favorites. I'll post more later.

FYI: We are all doing very well. Everyone is happy and healthy and adjusting beautifully! Thanks to everyone for all the well wishes. Apologies for my lack of response to texts. Combined, Kevin and I have received over 250 texts in the last several days, so we haven't responded to them all. But know we appreciate you thinking of us! :)

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Thursday, April 12, 2012

Wynn Michelle, born April 12 at 9:45am

Welcome to our newest little girl, Wynn Michelle!

8 lb 4 oz
20.5 inches long

Beautiful and healthy! I'm doing very well, too!

She's 4 hours old in this photo.

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Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Nope, not yet

Happy Wednesday!

Happy Still-No-Baby-But-Oh-Well Day!

Happy Finding-Other-Things-To-Do Day!

On a completely related note, Kevin has daddy intuition that Friday night will be the night. And we'll have a boy. This intrigues me to my very core. So I'm no longer looking forward to today or tomorrow. But Friday night. That's the night.

I told him if he's wrong, I'll hate him forever.

Of course, it'll be hard to hate a person who leaves me messages like this to wake up to:

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