This is my last week of maternity leave. My heart is a little heavier this morning because of it. I’ve been with these four every day for three months. The older three will soon begin new schools, and I will return to work where new leadership and a stack of new and additional duties is rumored to be waiting for me.
Martin was taking our group photo yesterday with our SLR when a Roman soldier appeared out of nowhere and wrapped his arms around us for an epic photobomb.
He’s completely out of newborn sizes, and check out that head balance!!!
Meanwhile, my oldest came in and yelled at me because I allowed The Middles to eat birthday cake for breakfast. Dang, they grow up so fast!
We are EXHAUSTED this evening!!! We took our first family vacation with my cousin and her family since they moved to Germany last week!
We don’t waste time. Continue reading
Oh, the timing! This photo popped up in my social media feed as a reminder of my visit to northern Germany exactly five years ago. You won’t find monuments to Nazi military leaders over here, but you will find memorials like St. Nicholas’ Church in Hamburg. It was once a huge, gorgeous neo-Gothic place of worship, but was destroyed by Allied Air Force bombing in July 1943. Continue reading
(whispers) “Between you and me, Mom, I’m pretty sure it was not my hungry whimpers that woke you up at 3 a.m., but Dad’s chainsaw snores as he shreds through a forest of dreams. You really think I can compete with that?”
All the experts say one shouldn’t coo, play, make eye contact, or engage during overnight feedings, because doing so teaches the baby to expect such activity at all hours. Clearly, I still have to work on that… Continue reading
“Mom, was I like Junior when I was a baby?”
Yes, you were just like him. You two are definitely brothers.
This is a screenshot of a video I recorded in May 2005. Using our digital video camera (which was the size of a brick and required a mini-cassette), I recorded my niece as she and I played an online Sesame Street game in English. She thought it was hilarious, repeating the English words after me. She was 2.5 years old then. Now? She celebrates her 15th birthday next month, and speaks English very well on her own. Continue reading
My almost-14-year-old bounced into my bedroom, and for a split second, I was like, “Ahhh, she’s coming to snuggle with me!”
But then she was like, “I’ve come to take the baby from you…and I ate half a bag of tortilla chips for breakfast.”
After days (weeks? months?) of being on the go, we all kept it pretty low-key today and stayed home in our pajamas. Mostly to catch up on laundry, but still…I did subject the baby to a bunch of selfies and doodles, though. I mean, LOOK at that face!!!!