Thursday, August 28, 2014

This coming weekend is our last weekend in our current house. Movers come one week from today. Packing stinks. Sara and Brodie are visiting this weekend! So many more boxes need filled up. 

And if the laying of our hardwood floors was going smoothly and was still scheduled to be complete by the end of the weekend I might not be so anxious. 

That's a lie. I probably would. 

Ahhhhh! All the coffee, please. 

Friday, August 22, 2014

8/22/2014

Today is our five year wedding anniversary. 

I am currently typing this post on my phone at 6:30a because one Evey Ruth decided that last night was one of those nights where she needed to be held in order to sleep. Oi. 

Anyway, five years has gone by and oh so much has changed. 

We've moved 3 (going on 4) times. Once across state lines. I've had countless job changes but seemed to be settled on one I really like. And Zach has his dream job. Oh, and our little family has grown into a bigger little family. 
I took this picture of our girl yesterday. She's the greatest little companion.  She completes us. (And I'm saying this after she kept me up most of the night so you know it's true.) I just love her. 

Anyway, back to our anniversary. Today we are closing on our THIRD home. I don't even want to begin thinking about the money we sank into these past two. But really guys. This one is where were will stay. It's where we will put down our little family roots. And where we will be when Evey goes off to kindergarten, middle school, and high school. And college if she so chooses. But she better start saving her money now - shit ain't cheap. 

So on this the morn of our 5th anniversary, I know I have no gift for my husband - other than a sleeping baby and a card. But really, we are giving each other the greatest gift - our new home is the greatest stage for our little family and the place where our lives will happen.  

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Evey's naps

I'll never understand why that even if I do nothing at all differently, Evey will nap for 15 minutes, 30 minutes, 40 minutes, OR TWO HOURS. 

Like seriously. What am I supposed to do all afternoon? We had big plans to go to the grocery store. 

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Shots. And not the good kind.

Evey had her four month shots yesterday and had the same reaction to those as she did to her 2 month shots - just a little more delayed. 

Our girl screamed when the shots were given, but fell asleep in the car and stayed asleep for an hour an a half after we got home. She woke up happy and played awhile while we made dinner. She sat on the porch with us as we ate and she giggled and giggled. 

But THEN. The screaming started. Nothing could calm her down so we gave her a quick bath, some Tylenol, and a bottle and off to sleep she went. 

Until 2am. 

Zach gave her another bottle then but it seriously felt like the newborn days. There was no getting that baby back to sleep. She fussed a bit but was mostly just awake. 

Around 4am she finally went back to sleep, only to wake up crying at 5:30. So I put her in our bed (I know, I know) and I have her snuggled close to me. 

Except I can't sleep when she is in our bed out of fear I might crush her. 

So she and her dad are snoozing away and I've investigated every corner of the internet for the past 2 hours. 

I'm starving. 

And I have to pee. 

Send help.  Or at least peanut butter toast. 

Monday, July 14, 2014

So we had a girl!

I disappeared for the past 3 months.  On the eve of our girl's induction date.

Colic is a real thing.  So is sleep deprivation.  OH!  And babies are really needy.

But after 6 weeks of crying (Evey...and Evey's parents too) she bucked up.  And now just cries when she is tired or bored.

At least I think she is bored.  Because I would be bored if I was her.  And it seems like she is perfectly happy as long as we aren't at home.  And as long as she doesn't have a bottle in her mouth.

Did I mention we think she might have reflux?

Argh, if it's not one thing, it's something else.

But anyway - here she is.  And we love her.

Evey Ruth Milton, born April 5, 2014.  5 pounds 13 ounces.  19 inches.


Here she is on April 6, 2014.


And here she is the day we came home.  In all her coming home outfit glory.  


Here her dad is, holding her the day she came home from the hospital.


That was then.  And this is now:
I've been gone awhile, I know.

Sunday, July 13, 2014

And then on the 3rd day...

...our little house was on the market, we came home to this note:

And then that night the other offer was signed. And even though contingent on something that is out of our hands, our house is under contract with a potential back up offer in the works. 

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Nightly Routine.

Evey's nightly routine, as with most babies, includes a bath and a bottle. But every night after her bath and before her bottle, Evey and her dad take a look out onto Fieldcrest Drive while her dad combs her hair. Here they are now, Evey flirting with the neighbors across the street.