back when it was fun to have a big belly...

Five months ago today, it was my due date. Tomorrow, C turns 5 months old. Crazy how time flies.

 

 

 

rest, relaxation...and an evacuation

When I got the job offer for my new job, I lobbied hard for a September start date. Ideally, I wanted C to be 5 months old, A and E to be at school, and, well, August was already crazy because of Camp Grandmom, E's birthday, and a planned vacation with my fam. Unfortunately, the negotiations (with my new boss...who was also my old boss) went something like this:

Me: I'd like to start in September.
Boss: Let me think about that...no...August 1st.

So...though it was a little stressful...I highly recommend working for three weeks and then taking a vacation. You get a little break from the job, and it's not like you are so busy that you worry about work while on vacation. Which was good, because we had to worry about earthquakes and hurricanes instead. You see, my parents and my sister's family met up in Sandbridge for the week. It was tons of fun...except that we had an earthquake and then had to cut our vacation short a day because of a mandatory evacation for Irene. Luckily, we managed to have tons of fun in between the natural disasters. Unfortunately, I have only these iPhone pictures to document the event:

 

So, tomorrow, it's back to reality. Let's hope that after a week six days of fun in the sun...it's not too rough of a re-entry for me or John or the girls...or the new nanny.

crazy is the new normal

This morning, I called my mom on the way into the office to tell her about the previous 15 hours of my life. How an argument over a bracelet turned into E giving A nursemaid's elbow, leading to a dinnertime trip to UrgentCare trip for A and daddy, leading to a full-on meltdown from E when she saw A got a Happy Meal on the way from the Urgent Care because A was soooooo lucky. How, for the fifth morning in a row, C has decided that the 5 o'clock hour would be an awesome time to start the day...and E thought she'd just finish up the rest of the morning in our bed. How I discovered that A and E have been taking baths but neglecting to wash their hair or use soap when doing so (though, in her defense, A said she did soap "a leg" on Monday).

When I finished my recap, my mom said, "It's always something over there, isn't it?" And, it's true. Life with three kids has definitely gotten crazy. Getting the stars to align where everything is running smoothly seems pretty impossible.

Since I haven't printed out/framed any pictures of all three kiddos together yet, I made a quick collage of my favorite Instagram pics taken on my iPhone and printed it out for my desk at work. Every time I look at it, I have to smile.

Life might be crazy...but it sure is a lot of fun.

alive and kickin'

So, it's been pointed out to me that it's been quite some time since I last posted. And, sure, I said in the last post I wrote (which was over a month ago) "Alas, I am going to make an effort to post more regularly." I think we can all agree that was a big fat FAIL.

In my defense, we were busy! We spent a week at the beach, which was no small feat since John insisted on going to Kiawah Island...9 hours from us. Then the big girls had Vacation Bible School and I found myself having songs about the 10 Commandments stuck in my head for days on end. The big girls then headed to Camp Grandmom for a week of fun, including swim lessons, tennis lessons, watching the Smurfs movie and numerous trips to Chick-fil-A.

And, C did a lot of growing. And being cute.


The big news round these parts is that I started a new job on August 1st. The job is with my old boss...but the position is quite different (and a lot more technical) than I'm used to. It's also a much bigger company than I've worked for. On the bright side the benefits are *amazing*, and while the commute is crappy, the office is located in a really awesome area. In theory, I could shop at some of my favorite stores or eat lunch at some of my favorite restuarants any time I wanted!

Rather than put the girls back at the daycare, we've got a nanny (who happened to be a teacher at the daycare). So far the transition has been a bit rough. C has gone on a sleep strike, making my otherwise happy-go-lucky babe a bit cranky. And the older girls are "testing boundaries" by hazing the nanny...the Von Trapp children would be proud.

Each day that passes is getting a little bit better...so hopefully I will post a little more. And, if I'm feeling a bit crazy, I'll start back over at Operation: Fit in my Pants, too. Because, unfortunately, I'm in need of a kick in the pants (heh) in that department as well!