Posts Tagged ‘siblings’

It’s a sandstorm! It’s a sandstorm!

Tuesday, September 6th, 2011 by by


We I told the boys about the baby the other day.

I had to just go ahead and tell them without John (who kept putting off and putting off when we should tell them), because my youngest son – Ryan – greatly offended my sensibilities.

We had all just gotten home from picking the boys up from school, and I was hot and uncomfortable in the clothes I had to squeeze into to wear. As soon as the kids were in the house, I went straight back to the back of the house and changed back into my comfy clothes. Ryan walked in as I was putting the shirt on, and he then proclaimed that I am getting fat. I was like, uh… no. And he was all, “Oh yes you are! You have a tummy like me, you aren’t all skinny like Zach anymore.” Obviously, I could not let my son think I was getting fat. I had to decide to tell him and Zach what was up.

I sat the boys (and Belly, since she wanted to be included) on the couch and brought out the ultrasound pictures. I started with Zach first. (more…)


Pretty Like a Flower

Thursday, July 14th, 2011 by by
“She’s Pretty like a flower.” -Naomi on Quincy
(I agree with that statement.  And so are you, my sweet Naomi.)


Missing You

Monday, July 11th, 2011 by by

Jonah was spending a week with his Grandparents, so during the day this week it was just me and Eve. I thought that Eve would enjoy spending some time being an “only child.” She and Jonah are constantly fighting over toys and vying for attention. This would give her a chance to have some special bonding time with me and Daryl, and she could enjoy the toys that Jonah has dubbed untouchable by her.

To my surprise, she seemed really upset that Jonah was not around. When she wasn’t clinging to my legs or crawling all over me while crying, she was asking to carry around pictures. She would stand below the mantel  and point her hands to the pictures of Jonah. “Help? Help?” She would repeat until we let her have one.

She would give the picture a hug, then a kiss, then walk off to Jonah’s bedroom babbling (what I’m pretty sure was supposed to be) Jonah’s name in syllables that I can’t really type. She would look in his bed, and finding him not there, she would go and sit in his story chair and look at his picture.

When he finally arrived back home, she squealed and ran to the door to meet him. He, of course, was thoroughly annoyed by his sister’s greeting, and within seconds they were fighting over the basketball. It was nice to have everything back to normal.

Even though they are home…

Friday, June 24th, 2011 by by

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Life is not all good, especially for the Belly.

Belly has missed the boys horribly. She hasn’t enjoyed this time of being an only child. She loves having the boys around. Ryan plays with her, and Zach pampers her… usually.

Since they’ve been home, they’ve wanted nothing to do with her. Each time she tries to play with them or hang out with them, they just tell her to leave them alone. They don’t want to play with her, they don’t want to sit and watch tv with her. They don’t let her watch her shows. To her, right now, life is pretty sucky.

I feel so bad for her since she has missed them so much, and them being home isn’t as wonderful as I guess she thought it would be. She’s spent much of the time since they got home crying or throwing fits. It breaks her little heart that they don’t want to play with or be around her.

As they are five and seven, I can’t completely blame them for not wanting to play with their two year old sister who doesn’t understand the rules of their games, does more destroying than playing, and watches “baby” shows. It doesn’t mean that the way they are treating her isn’t also bugging the crap out of me, but like I said, I can understand.

Life with the boys home isn’t too great for me either. They are fighting like crazy, constantly complaining about this, that, and everything in between. Plus, they are causing the Belly to be in a horrid mood. Despite all that, I am glad they are here. I hope once they are done with the room cleaning they’ve been working on since yesterday, their moods will improve. Hey, a mom can hope.


Sister LOVE

Tuesday, February 1st, 2011 by by

We are quickly approaching 3.
And it is bringing new challenges.
Something I will post about separately.
But for now, check out how cute my girls are.

They love each other so much.
When they cuddle, they CUDDLE.

These are the moments I cherish.

My girls are just too precious for words!

Attack of the Clones

Tuesday, December 28th, 2010 by by

Plenty of siblings look alike. When I look at people’s siggies on JustMommies I can often see strong resemblances between their children. I have always known my girls were incredibly similar – they have even been mistaken for twins. But now there’s a new face to add to the brood and again the resemblance is so strong. My kids look like clones – I realised just how much when I uploaded my Christmas pics.

These photos were all taken around 2-4 weeks old…

First, Angelica:


When Breast Isn’t Best

Monday, December 20th, 2010 by by

Since we got home, Sam and I have managed to get into a good supplementing routine. After the initial difficulties in hospital, he has taken to breastfeeding like a pro, and he has also taken to bottles to give me a break so I can continue recuperating from the CFS relapse I’ve suffered over the last year.

Yesterday, it was clear he was entering a growth spurt – he was one very hungry young man and spent most of the day on my breast. Later in the day, I decided to make him up a bottle so I could have a break, as I was feeling drained. I set off into the kitchen to do so.

From back in the lounge, I heard Sam grumbling and Angelica getting concerned about him.

“He needs to latch on, I think,” she advised, like an expert on breastfeeding.

The response from my husband wasn’t quite what I was expecting to hear.

“Angelica, only mummy can breastfeed Sam. And pull your jumper down!”

There are some things a big sister just isn’t able to help with, no matter how much they might love their siblings.