wardrobe malfunction

WARNING:  This story is not for the faint of heart.  I'll start by saying that Elliot Claire has not pooped regularly since she was born.  She goes 3-4 days in between poops.  Poor little thing is always pushing, but she just can't make it happen.  Chris and I take pictures and text them to each other whenever the joyous event finally happens.  I've never seen anything like it.  Imagine 4 days of built up newborn poo.  It's insane.  We had Elliot baptized this weekend.  Such a precious moment for our little family.  All Elliot's great grandparents were there, which was so special.  Elliot wore the same dress that was made by her great grandma Brostrom, and was worn by 2 of her aunts, 2 of her cousins, and her big sister.  It is such a cool family heirloom.  Sunday morning happened to be day 4 of Elliot's no pooping spree.  I knew it would be happening soon. When I was ready to walk out the door, I decided it was safe to put the dress on Elliot.  Getting her dressed must have stimulated something, because it happened.  Yep, poop was everywhere.  I was so frazzled.  I couldn't believe it.  We were going to be late, and the vintage christening gown was poo stained.  Luckily, Chris texted Pastor Rusty during the sermon and asked him if he could extend the sermon a bit to make time for us to get there.  So grateful for our Pastor and the fact that he lets the congregation text him during worship, and he reads them!  Thanks Rusty.  P.S.  Dreft stain removal spray is made by angels.
 

 XOXO
Stacey

Nunya business

There are so many qualities in a newborn baby that I truly appreciate.  For one, they don't eat your food.  In these last few weeks of being home with just Elliot, I have eaten breakfast and lunch and not had to suffer the risk of my food being taken.  LP loves to steal my food.  She tells me she doesn't want something, until I make it for myself, then she's all over it.  I didn't realize how amazing it feels to be able to eat without the risk of thievery.  Chris and I have both learned how to eat candy without rattling the package and pretty much without moving our mouths at all.  (It's a talent, it takes work)  Recently, before Chris had perfected this talent, Leighton saw him chewing on a mouthful of Runts candy.  She said, "Daddy, what are you eating?"  He said, "Nunya."  She responded, "I wants some Nunyas please."  How the heck could we resist giving them to her then?  Needless to say, Runts are now called Nunyas in our house.  Gosh we love that girl.  Here are some recent pictures.  I created a book of all my blog entries last year, and there were only 2 pictures of myself in all my entries.  Yikes, I have to change that this year.  I am not just the narrator, I DO exist!!!    

my kindred spirit

smiling for Aunt B

XOXO
Stacey

LP and EC

It has been a very crazy 6 weeks.  We have a very rambunctious 3 year old, and introducing a newborn into the mix has been, well, interesting, to say the least.  Leighton has put makeup on Elliot's face, smashed food in her hair, and shaken her out of sheer excitement to the point that DHS would not be happy.  All I can say is Elliot is going to be one tough little girl.  Who knows what will happen when she can defend herself.  Yikes!  As much as I want to cherish this time while Elliot is a newborn, I envy the day when I can leave the room with my girls in it and come back to not find something that makes me scream in horror.  I'm sure I will look back and laugh about these days, however, they are pretty stressful at the moment.  Every time Elliot cries, Leighton tells me what she wants:   "Momma, Elliot wants her bite chew (pacifier), "Momma, Elliot wants her arm out of the blanket, "Momma, Elliot wants your boobie."  (That's my favorite, especially when she yells it in public places, Ugh) 

All else aside, Elliot is an angel baby.  She started smiling at 3 weeks and is just so sweet.  I love the smiles that are all gums.  Sweetest. thing. ever.  She just chills and takes the world in.  I pray that her and Leighton's opposite personalities will complement each other as they grow up together.  When Leighton says, "Hey Elliot, let's jump off this cliff, it will be sooooo fun."  Elliot's response will be, "Now Leighton, yes, it might be fun, but let's really consider the consequences of this choice."  A mom can dream,  right.  Here are some pics.

 

I only left the room for 2 seconds.  Yes that is a moving toy that is aimed at Elliot's head.  No worries, I stopped her just in time.



Elliot and mommy





my babies




my mess



A special thanks to my friend Rebecca for all of the beautiful professional photos above.  The rest are just iphone pics. 

XOXO

Stacey