Category Archives: baby #3

Faye // 11 Months

May 14, 2018

Faye is 11 months old!!! Good grief, almost a 1 year old, EEEEEK! I simply cannot believe it. It’s gone by so fast! She’s such a sweet bundle of joy and we love her so much.

Faye is getting goofier and goofier every day! She’s really coming into her personality and I love to see what is new with her each day. Her favorite thing to do right now is make tooting noises with her lips and mouth, she does it all day! Then Leo joins in, then Ivy joins in, and then there’s so much spit all over the place! It’s pretty funny though :)

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Faye // 9 Months

March 13, 2018

Fay is 9 months old today! She’s getting to be a little ball of energy lately and I swear she might be as psycho as Ivy is at times! EEEK! We are going to have our work cut out for us keeping up with these two girls! They literally talk and giggle at each other at nights in their room until Faye eventually passes out. It’s the cutest thing. Happy 9 months Faye! You’re growing too fast right before our eyes!

This month is all the babble! She is saying “Da da” and “nigh nigh” and I’m trying so desperately to get her to say “Mama!” :) Love the babble phase and when they’re getting to know words. SO CUTE. Love hearing her voice.

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Faye // 8 Months

February 13, 2018

Faye is 8 months old!!! I just can’t handle it. After my last post (read here) all about having that one last baby to soak in all the last firsts, I’ve been super clingy to Faye! This Mom thing saps me up sometimes and I get so emotional about it all! Tearing up writing this post thinking how fast it has gone and what a big month of growing this was for Faye – crawling, pulling herself up, and clapping! All the Mom feels!!!!

Faye’s biggest accomplishment this month – CRAWLING!!! She basically sat up for, like, a week, then started crawling! Such a big girl! Already trying so hard to keep up with her sister and brother. She is EVERYWHERE already. Mostly ends up under the table for some reason, but can crawl her cute little tush everywhere.

She also pulls herself up on everything! This is one of my FAVORITE stages when you walk into their room and see them standing there in their crib waiting for you! For some reason that just makes me swoon each time! It’s so cute!

Faye also loves to clap! She started that this month too and it’s sooooo adorable. Her big chunky hands and wrists meeting together and her smiling and giggling. So cute!

She’s being such a good eater too – LOVES yogurt! Her favorite! I do baby led weaning, so she’s been eating whatever we eat. Still nursing but mostly she loves her food.

Faye sprouted two more teeth this month – so she has two on the top and three on the bottom. She can literally rip steak pieces out of the strip of steak I give her!

Still not quite sleeping 12 hours. She’ll have about one day a week where she will sleep from 630pm-630am, but otherwise, mostly makes it till 4am, nurses, then goes back to sleep. I don’t want her waking up Ivy! So I go in there to nurse, don’t know if I’ll ever be able to just make her cry it out!! #lastbaby

She also moved in with IVY!!! Woo hoo!! I finally got the courage (read that post here). It’s been going well. I wasn’t sure if Ivy was a hard sleeper or not so I was really nervous, but she’s toooootally a hard sleeper. She doesn’t move a muscle as Faye is crying at night, so that’s good!! Ivy loves to go in her crib in the mornings to play together, soooo cute!

Sweet Baby Faye! We love you so much and you bring us all so much joy!!! I want to go squeeze her right now while she naps!!! Totally obsessed with her!


 

Three.

February 11, 2018

Three kids was our magic number. Three wonderful kids. We’re so thankful for our children and it’s hard to admit we are done, but three is our biggest adventure.

John and I wavered between two and three for a long while. On one hand, we were very content with the two we had. We had fears of adding another – outnumbered, more money, harder to go anywhere, table of five, how do we even begin to fit in a car, more money, do I need to get a minivan, how the heck do we travel, did I mention more money??? ugh … so many fears pulling us backwards to stay at two. The older Leo got the easier it was to just keep the cruise control going from there.

On the other hand, we didn’t go into our pregnancy with our second child thinking this was our last. I didn’t savor the last little baby kicks I’d ever feel, or those baby hiccups rocking your belly, or the miraculous birthing experience to see what the body is fully capable of,  seeing your baby – the baby you and your husband created – for the first time, or the first sweet latch to make mama cry, or even the first gummy smile or adorable giggle that completely melts your heart. I needed to experience it all again knowing these were the last firsts.

We went for it, throwing our fears and wallets out the window and went for it. Three. We’d have three.

And I am so happy we did. Experiencing the pregnancy to really savor each and every moment was such a gift. I yearned for each ache and pain and kick and hiccup, knowing it was the last I’d ever feel. I yearned to have another birth story to share and compare. Mostly, I yearned for just one more baby, to smell the sweet newborn smell, to snuggle and cuddle and immerse my love in her fully and completely.

Knowing it was our last baby has even changed me as a mother. Really enjoying each cry or meltdown or hug or kiss has made me patient and 10x more loving (if that’s even possible) than with my other two. So much of taking care of babies for me was going through the motions, I never really liked the baby phase. I couldn’t wait till they were walking, more independent, talking, more personality… but here in this day, in each moment with Faye, I’m wishing she’d stay little, wishing for one more gummy grin, wishing for her to stop growing up so fast, cuddling her so sweet when she cries. It’s made me so aware of how fast time flies right by us. How did we even get to THREE? And now here I am, snuggling our last baby with every ounce of me given up to her.

So if you’re at all on the fence… do it (literally and figuratively). Going into a pregnancy (or adopting or whatever means to have a baby!!!) and having a baby KNOWING IT WILL BE YOUR LAST, was the best thing for my heart and soul (Chicken Soup for the Soul sh** right there). Like a gift from GOD each and every moment.

Three was our magic number.