A Realization

So lucky to have a newborn who sleeps up to seven consecutive hours!! Sure, it’s from 10 am to 5 pm every day. And sure, we’re awake and partying at 2:30 am.

Wait…I’m realizing I’ve birthed a college student.

 

Baby Love

 

Martin and the kids went to the pool today, so I had Junior all to myself for a little while. The kids came home as I was changing him, and descended around us like those seagulls from “Finding Nemo”, waiting for the first opportunity to pick him up.

Mine? Mine? Mine?

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Father’s Day Weekend

I found it a wonderful, happy coincidence that the weekend we brought Junior home was Father’s Day weekend. Doesn’t Father’s Day look good on Martin? (It does.)

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The Arrival

One last photo as a family of five. Plus Kiwi the Cat.

 

Last Monday morning moved along like any other. One by one, the kids got up, got dressed, ate breakfast, and left the house to catch the bus for school, giving us hugs and kisses before they said good-bye as if it were like any other day.

But of course, it wasn’t like any other ordinary day because we were scheduled to deliver our fourth child just a few hours later.

And that’s definitely not ordinary.

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Retro Germany

Since FestBaby will be here in a few weeks, Martin and I decided to head out this weekend and pick up some important baby items. Unfortunately, Germany doesn’t have an abundance of “baby-marts” like in the United States, and we knew ahead of time that things are a little pricier over here, but we learned there was a baby store in a nearby village, so we headed to it.

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A Surprise at the Doctor’s Office

Martin surprised me at today’s appointment to see FestBaby. 

I wasn’t expecting him. I was trying to make sense of a German tabloid, and suddenly, there he was in his suit and tie: the only male in the waiting room full of women.

He managed to reschedule his appointments, and showed up just before I was called in for the exam. This time, the doctor could see and measure all the important parts.

To the great disappointment of friends, family, and coworkers, we did NOT find out the gender. We’re staying in the dark until FestBaby arrives. I think a reason Martin showed up today is because he didn’t think I could withstand the temptation if I was by myself.

But we did learn that FestBaby is [very] active and healthy, and developing right on schedule. I wasn’t too worried about things, but to hear the doctor rule out a bunch of the issues *older* moms are prone to face … it was a relief.

A strong heart, adorable feet, a button nose … we’re feeling pretty darn lucky and grateful things are going so well.