4 months

Well, this week Miss Emelia had her 4 month check up.  ( a little late but better then never) 
She continues to be my smallest baby and only in the 25% percentile but no worries.  She shed a couple of tears ( and momma too) while getting her shots but quickly was distracted by Kollin wearing his big brother cape and talking to her.  That boy melts my heart, he knows how to put a smile on his baby sister's face.  Ella also had her 5 year check up that nice and was brave throughout her shots.  I cannot get over just how perfect the 3 of them are.  I count my blessings multiple times a day that I have not 1, but 3 beautiful, healthy, happy (for the most part) babies.  I know that there are many people in the world that would love to pick up fruit loops off the floor for the 7th time in 10 minutes, or find a racecar under their pillow, or even hear their 5 year old talk back to them. Here are the girls updates. 

Emelia

Age 4 months

Weight 12 lbs 1oz

Length 23 1/4 inches

Size (diapers, onesies, etc.) size 1 diapers, 0-3 month clothes

Eyes blue like her brother and sister!

Hair blondish, reddish, brown.  curious to see what color it will end up being

Sleeping HAHA whats sleep

Eating breastmilk

Milestones you are rolling over like a champ and can go in a circle while on your belly.

Memorable outings we don't get out much with the cold weather

Favorite toys/activities loves walking around the house and bouncing  up and down

Words/sounds cooing and "talking" away

Nicknames Emelia Bedelia, Emme, Buggy

Funny moments peeing on her brother

Looking forward to crawling! (and sleep)

 

Ella

Age 5 (wahhh :( )

Weight 42 pounds

Length 43 inches

Size (diapers, onesies, etc.) size 5 or 6 clothes

Eyes blue

Hair long and blonde

Sleeping 8pm bedtime and sleeps until 6-7

Favorite toys/activities loves playing mommy to her babies and teaching her brother letters.

Nicknames Ella Bella Boo, elle bell, girlfriend

Funny moments ohh she is full of funny things, she loves telling Emelia that she is her mommy!

Looking forward to- kindergarten! so bittersweet. 

 

                          How seet are my babies?!?! I could die from their cuteness.

Sleep, whats sleep?

I am not exactly sure who started the "sleeping like a baby" quote but obviously they did not have a baby.  At least not my baby, who has now been wide away since about 11:15 this morning. YAWN.  I would not mind this if she did not want to be held CONSTANTLY.  I lay her down on her play mat or swing and she starts crying almost immediately.  She is perfectly fine and smiley if I sit there and talk to to her but hey with two other young kids I can not just sit and baby babble. 

I feel bad for Ella and Kollin because I cannot pay as much attention to them or play with them for as long as they want before Emelia starts crying.  Then on the other hand, I want to soak up every moment with Emelia because before I know it she is going to be crawling and then walking and then talking and just the thought makes me want to cry.  Some people keep telling me to give her cereal or food and that she isn't getting full enough but I really enjoy nursing her and I know that food is for fun until one.  I just do not want to rush her to be anything but my baby.

Anyway, Emelia will go to sleep between 7:30 and 9pm and then sleep until 1am.  Then she wakes up about every 2 hours and is up for good around 6 or 7am.  She also feels the need to babble and talk so loud that she wakes Ella and Kollin up.  She will stay away for about 2 hours and then take an hour or two nap.  Then she is normally up the rest of the day.  I just don't get it.  I can tell she is tired but she just won't go to sleep.  I would feel bad if I just put her in her crib and let her cry herself to sleep.  I feel she is too little for that.  I know this is a phase and will be over before I know it yet I crave a good nights rest desperately.  

                                  Happy as ever if your paying attention to her, oh Emelia

V Day

Well, today was vasectomy day at the Cron household.   I am still not sure how I feel about it.  This morning I was pretty upset but oh well.  I know that I am more then blessed to have 3 healthy and beautiful children.  Some people have trouble to even have one.  I also feel that I am only 24 years old and a lot could change, how do I know that I will not want another baby in the future. (the far future)  My husband is done with babies though and I guess it would be selfish of me to ask that of him.  When we first started dating, he had told me that he would only want one child ( we now have 3)  After a vasectomy, a man is not completely sterile until 2 months and this might not even happen until a year afterwards so I guess if it is meant to happen it still could.  I know that if God intended for me to have another baby, it will happen in some shape or form.  For now I will cherish my 3 little lovebugs and not take them for granted.  I often catch myself just staring at Emelia, as much as I hate these colicky days I know that before I can blink they will be over.  One day, I am going to miss this, I am going to miss her wanting to be held and walked around the house.  I will miss her sweet little smiles when she knows she is being picked up.  I am cherishing every minute of having a baby, the crying, the sleepless nights, the droll, even the explosive baby poop that seems to find its way all the way up her back. 

SAHM

I am just recently a stay at home mom ( YIPPIE) After Emelia was born I decided to go back to work but not as much.  After her first day back at daycare she ended up getting sick. (RSV) This resulted in a week long trip in the hospital which is a whole other story.  Anyway, we decided that my pay was just not worth but 3 children in daycare and them getting sick.  My hubby got a second job and I stay home with the kiddies.  I have ALWAYS wanted to be a stay at home mom but I guess since I am not entirely used to it (and Emelia is a difficult baby)  I sometimes find myself going crazy.  It is still too cold out to take the baby out so I am running out of creative things to do with them.  I also feel that my husband doesn't always think that staying home is a job and let me tell you I have never been so tired in my life.  Don't get me wrong, I love my children more then anything but they certainly know what buttons to push. 

March is such a crazy month this year.  This Sunday is Ella's birthday party and then Easter at the end of the month so I thought I would share these pictures.

Could they be any cuter?!

                                                         Emelia's first Easter!!

Birthday Eve

In a couple hours my first born is going to be FIVE.  The mere thought brings tears to my eyes. ( okay I am sitting here bawling)  I remember waiting to anxiously count her ten little fingers and ten little toes.  I do not think I ever knew just what an impact my sweet Ella would have on me.  She is the reason I am where I am today, why I am a mom.  I wish I could wrap her up into a bubble and just keep her like this forever. 

The moment you find out you are pregnant, anxiety and worry wash over you.  You worry about a miscarriage or if the baby is developing right.  Then you worry that you will make it to full term.  Then you have an infant and the stress of milestowns and SIDs can take over.  With each birthday, I do not think it gets any easier.  You NEVER stop worrying, each year brings something else.  This world is a scary place, too scary for my precious babies.  This year my baby will finally be starting school.  I tucked her into bed tonight and gave her a kiss a million kisses and told her that when she woke up she would be 5, her response was " when will I be 18?"


In a blink of an eye I'm sure.

Happy birthday my sweet girl.  I love you to the moon and back.

The problem with boys...

So as some of you may know, we didn't find out the sex of our third baby while pregnant. The whole pregnancy I debated weather I would want another girl or another boy... Today I was catching up on cleaning the bathroom since I was sick all week. What do I find all around the toilet? Lots of little pee drops. Under the seat and around the actual toilet. I can't wait until he can control his aim! This made me thankful for another girl. Don't get me wrong I love him with every piece of my heart. Just not his pee drops. He also asked for a bandaid on his penis because the seat slammed on it... Ahhh ok?!?