Sunday, April 20, 2014

Giving Up on Catching Up and Easter

I officially give up on playing catch up. Maybe I'll get to it one day, but I have avoided the blog lately because I was overwhelmed with the idea of playing catch up. I would rather start now keeping up to date. So here we go.
Drew had her first Easter today at three days shy of eight months. We enjoyed a great service at our church and a relaxing day with family.

 We went to get Drew from her crib this morning to find her wiggling and smiling. We immediately put her on her rug with her basket. She seemed to enjoy looking through her goodies and chewing on everything she got:)
Just waking up! Sweet baby has sleepy eyes.
I made her basket and hope its a tradition I can continue. I enjoyed making it just how I wanted it.
Drew got some big girl jammies and a bedtime bunny.

This sweet baby in a smocked gown is just the sweetest.

We always begin church service with Drew in tow. She sits in my lap and when she starts to wiggle I pass her to her daddy. Sometimes she can make it through the whole time without any serious interruptions but sometimes she doesn't. When she began saying "dada" and babbling today, we took her to the nursery. She is just precious. She is such a happy girl all of the time now. I feel like I've been given the world with this happy baby. It's amazing how time can change things. Just a few short months ago I was crying and worn out with a colicky babe.
Drew is wiggling non stop. Diaper changes take forever! I have utilized the word "no" a handful of times now. Usually when she's about to wiggle off her changing table. "No" doesn't mean much to her right now. She stops what she's doing, grins really big, then goes back to trying to nose dive off her table.
This is pretty much us all of the time. I swear some weekends we could say all we did was stare at Drew. That being said, we really need to get some yard work done. Next weekend, potting flowers and then stare at Drew:)

 Drew has one handsome daddy.
He and Drew matched perfectly. I however changed dresses too many times to count and still didn't quite match them.
Good thing Easter isn't about matching.
Drew has a wonderful set of grandparents.
 She is loved on endlessly.

Non stop squirming all of the time.
And constantly getting smushed on.

My family, I am so thankful.
I know Drew had a fun, gift filled Easter, but it's our prayer that she know this day is so much more. Motherhood has shown me a stronger yet even weaker side of myself than I ever knew existed. I can be my very best some days and juggle it all then some days I can get so discouraged and grumpy, I reflect and wonder how I could be so negative and ugly to people I love. This day was about the ultimate sacrifice Jesus made for me, and my ugliness. I pray Drew understands this gift of forgiveness too.
We love you Drew. You are our sunshine every day!
And a throwback....
This was taken a week or so after Easter last year. If only we knew the joy this booger would bring.

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Fall Catch Up

Fall 2013 was so good to us and it's a shame I never blogged about it.
Drew needs to know how much fun we had the first few months of her life. So in an attempt to help her reminisce(years from now!) and for your enjoyment of course, I give you a succession of catch up post.
Dear Drew, 
In October of 2013, your daddy and I took two trips away without you. I was in a wedding for your Aunt Savvy one weekend and the other, your dad and I took a mountain trip with your Aunt Jenny and Uncle Bryan. Let me tell you, leaving you for Savvy's wedding was my first time away and I had a ball chatting with other mommy friends and sipping one(or two) glasses of wine. I did not, however, enjoy missing you, and true to Kirbey form, I worried the whole time. 
Your Aunt Savvy was a beautiful bride. You will hear me talk about her often enough, but we love her so much and treasure what a beauty she is inside and out. One day, Drew, you will have a friend like Savvy who you trade clothes with and share all of your ups and downs. She will be a good listener and won't fuss at you when she finds you're the one who's been holding onto her favorite shirt that she's been looking for.
I enjoyed making new friends at Savvy's wedding weekend. Colleen, a new mom too, and Jessica(Birdie) is my new favorite. It's important to make new friends, Drew. I remember from Girl Scouts the old tune "make new friends but keep the old. one is silver, the other is gold." The tune rings true my sentiments for new friends. The Lord puts people in your life to teach you more about yourself and to show you how much room you have in your heart to love others. Love lots of people, Drew. 
(#ilovebirdie #whatshouldihashtagthis #birdieontheblog)
I sent this to your dad.
He was like, "Oh yea! Lookin good!"
Mommy is friends with Pocahontas hair. Why can't we all have hair this great?
 Goodness, it was fun to catch up with LC. This was mommy's first friend in college. First roomie, first friend in the sorority. We love her too and we hope one day she will live closer so you can have some play dates with her little girl, Olivia.
 I had the best time getting out of my pajamas and getting dressed up for such a fun wedding.
 I love these girls!

Proof that in my second month of motherhood, I totally let my stresses go, and for a night, albeit brief, didn't act like a mommy. 
I take that back.
Moms can be silly too, right?
Sometimes in the hustle and chaos of this new life, I catch myself in the mirror and wonder if I genuinely smiled at all in a day.(Of course, I always smile at you! It's hard not to.) I need to slow down and breathe. Remember that this time flies by and I CAN thoroughly enjoy each moment, whether the house is clean, the laundry is done, I'm running late(again), or not.
I hope you enjoyed this Drew. By the time you can read and appreciate this I will have more wrinkles.
Your Mama

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

It's been awhile!

Goodness, where does the time go?
It's already February. I bet you're wondering if we ever got Drew to smile for her Christmas pictures since that is where I left off. We have had an eventful past two months. Between the holidays and finding the perfect place for our sweet girl while we are at work, the months have flown by.
 I am seriously partial to this sweet face. 
 What a ham we have on our hands. Oh, and do you see those toes? She has MY toes. Not her daddy's. Not that that would be any better, buutttt... Let's just say, I drew the short stick in toes and poor Drew bear may have too. Our big toes could feed a small army.
Drew the Christmas elf with her sassy reindeer doll. Mom and I went to the Classy Cricket before Christmas and scooped up a few fun decorations and things for Drew. I swear, I could live in that shop. I thought this little ice skater reindeer doll was silly and so did Drew. 

I plan to do a catch up blog post in the next day since I have plenty of time being "iced" in!

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Christmas Pictures

We TRIED to take Christmas pictures of Drew today. She wasn't having it. After keeping quiet through this morning's church service and wanting to come home and nap.. she was not happy to change outfits and put on another bow. So of course, there is no bow on her head in these pictures.
When I put a bow on your head and you pitch a fit about it, it makes your daddy mad. He gets all flustered and says "Ohh, take it off her head! She doesn't like it! I'm sorry Drew. Your mama is just trying to make you mad." I am not Drew. I just want you to look like the little girl you are. You won't remember the aggravating bows anyway.

This is the best we got. I think you're pretty stinking adorable, but without a bow on that pretty little head, we can't send this out on a Christmas card. I admit, I'm picky. That and the sun is in your eyes. We tried. We will try again.
Not having it!

3 Months

Drew Bear is 3 months old.
You have decided as of recent that you love your babies, or your "lovies" as we call them. You have a small army of blanket animal lovies that you were given from friends and we pull one out to surprise you with every week. You love to rub them against your face and put them in your mouth. Your dad and I get the biggest kick out of seeing you play with them.
You have the best squeals. We took you Black Friday shopping the day after Thanksgiving. We thought you were napping in your stroller and were surprised and tickled when we heard you squealing from your seat. We decided this must mean you love shoes as we were in the shoe department.
You have the funniest faces and you are so incredibly expressive. Christmas is so soon and I can tell you for certain... You are by far the best Christmas gift in the world. You are the gift that keeps on giving. Every day that I wake up to your smiling, sometimes crying(!) face, it's like Christmas.

Monday, November 18, 2013

Month by Month with Drew

1 month
 This booger is growing so fast.
2 months
Uh, I am obsessed with her sweet little face.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Honesty on Motherhood

Drew's first two weeks of life were the hardest of mine. Can I say that?
I want to be real. I have read so many blogs about motherhood and not one that I have read described what I experienced. Of course, everyone has different experiences and everyone says the first few weeks are hard. Hard was one way to describe it. I went into my first day of motherhood blissfully unaware of what was to come when I left the hospital.
Our first night home Drew cried and cried and cried. It is an awful feeling to listen to all of that crying and have no way to help! I battled awful thoughts in my head those first two weeks. I'll never sleep again. I'll never please this baby. I'll never snuggle Andy again unless someone comes over to watch the baby. I'll never have Friday night date night again! I'll never feel normal again.
These thoughts were all so unrealistic, I know! The good news is, those things were not true.
The bad news is, babies do not come with a manual. They don't come with words either, just cries.
 I was convinced, absolutely convinced I had a colicky baby. For a while there I did. For those of you out there with colicky babies or with fear of what to do if you have one, call me. I will be your coach. I will rock your baby for you and I will remind you that it will not last forever!
I tried hard to breast feed but after two weeks of Drew's life we discovered that I wasn't making enough milk. Like, not even an ounce enough! Drew was starving, hence the endless crying. By her third week of life Drew was on milk based formula, but we soon discovered she was allergic to milk protein. More crying. Acid reflux, more crying. We finally found the trick though. Hypoallergenic formula and Zantac and Drew is a happier baby.
My first few weeks of motherhood were filled with tears. I literally think I cried every day. I was so overwhelmed and I felt helpless. I want to remember the hard parts because I know I will have to reminisce with Drew one day when she has her own baby. I can tell her, "I wanted to jump out a window your first week of life, hang in there!!" My advice to friends or anyone having a baby is to take all of the help you can get. If your mother in law offers to come rock the baby at 4am, let her.  Seriously. So many pregnancy magazines I read said to trust your instincts and ignore the extra voices. To some extent that may be true, but for me, I needed every bit of advice and opinions thrown at me. My mom's, grandma's, and friends all had something valuable to tell me every time I had a question about Drew.
I want to thank you ladies. What would I do without you? Drew thanks you too.
The day we took these pictures, I debated all morning calling Jessica and telling her to forget it. Drew had cried all morning. When Jessica got there with her camera, Drew was crying. I tried what I could to calm her down, but nothing seemed to work. We tried giving her a bottle, but that only lasted a minute. Jessica offered that we go outside. Andy ended up taking Drew from me and walking through the yard with her. She calmed down fast. I think those first few weeks of her life, she felt my tension. That's what all the nurses and mothers told me. I hated that but I didn't feel like I could control it.
Jessica did the most amazing job. She caught Drew's tears as well as the peaceful moments in between. I am so thankful for these pictures and I will never forget the day they were taken. Proof that out of the chaotic moments comes something really wonderful.
I am happy to report that Drew is sleeping, smiling, eating, pooping, and being a happy baby in general!! It took her a few weeks, but she is there! She still cries, and I know that's normal. I love her more than anything and I absolutely love my days with her. I wouldn't trade them for anything. I feel like I've been given the greatest blessing of anyone ever. I hear that's what all mothers say.
Motherhood is so wonderful and crazy that some days I go to bed wondering if I fed Betsy. Poor Betsy. Hopefully she will love Drew. As for now, she just licks her forehead every now and then and sniffs her diaper.
(Look, I am blogging! Two times in one week! Does this qualify me as a mommy blogger??)