In Case They Ever Wonder

You can call me flower if you want to... I don't mind!

I'm not sure if it is true that the third time is the charm, (since I'm pretty partial to my first and second), but I know that our third is becoming quite charm-ing! At her two month check up, she weighed in at 11 pounds even and 24 inches. Her length was in the 93% percentile! That is just a half inch smaller than Big Will was at his 2 month visit (though he had a full two pounds on her). She is 1/2 inch longer than Sophie was, but a little over a pound lighter. Dr. Dick said to expect her to be long and lean, much like her sister. (Dr. Dick also mentioned that brother should be nicknamed "Tank!) Though she cried her eyes out for her immunizations, she calmed very quickly, and had no problems whatsoever. The frequency of her sweet smiles seem to grow each day, and she is working hard laughing! No real laughs yet, although we've had a couple of close calls. We also caught her worshipping in her sleep this week! We all had so much fun watching her snoozing with her a

In honor of Aunt Hope's 20th birthday, and in light of the fact that she is about to register for another quarter of school after spending the past three weeks helping us survive (and we are not quite ready for her to leave), I thought I would give Hope a few things to think over. Now, I admit, some of the following reasons Hope should quit school benefit me somewhat, but most are for her own benefit. 1. If you go back to school, you won't be able to hear Choo Choo Soul each and every time you are in the car. And who wants to be in a car without hearing cheesy rap songs about trains blaring from the speakers? Further more, you might not have said songs stuck in your head for the rest of the day! Chugga-choo, Chugga choo 2. If you go back to college, you will miss out on the opportunity to pass out each night on an egg-crate on the floor of a nursery, numb from bone-crushing exhaustion. Studies show that falling into a coma really is the best way to fall asleep... 3. I'm j

January 2010 Watch Alabama win national championship, very nearly inducing early labor - check Herniate disc in back resulting in an ambulance ride and trip to er (iv number 1) - check Stay in bed on pain meds fretting about possible c-section and lack of preparation for baby - check Go in labor 10 days early, but deliver healthy, beautiful perfect baby girl (iv attempts 2-4, epidural) - check Have MRI, or rather attempt to have MRI 48 hours after giving birth ("No, I don't think I'm claustrophobic, I should be fine...) and have subsequent panic attack ("Get me out of here now !) - check Take Lillie twice during her first week of life for billirubin check for jaundice, once from a woman who, in her own words, is "terribly ill" and "will definitely not be at work tomorrow." - check February 2010 Get call from Dad suspecting a diagnosis of cancer - check Celebrate Will's 2nd birthday day after cancer diagnosis- check Travel to Franklin with two

Will has moved full force from being every bit the baby brother and a reluctant big brother to expert big brother verging on taking on Matt for title of man of the house! Will is Lillie's protector/shadow, and he looks out for her every moment of the day. I have do everything in my power to keep him from waking her up as he snuggles next to her in our bed in the morning, as he can hardly go 12 hours without his "Lillie-fix!" Once he's finally got her up, the play-by-play of her "actions" (which of course, are very few) begins. First, things first, Will checks on her toes! "She got toes! She got toes!" said with the excitement that would convince anyone that she grew toes overnight! And of course, in Will fashion, he can't just say it once, and though I don't have the patience to test it, I think he would repeat himself upwards of 100 times if weren't acknowledged. And God bless Lillie, he isn't content just to visually check, but he

The past two months have been tough, but my, how Lillian Hope has helped. She is a beautiful reminder of the goodness of God. May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.- Romans 15:13

These pictures are from the same week... Come on Spring! We're ready!

Sophie claims she "prayed her heart out" for a little sister. She points to different places in our house where she prayed that our third baby would be a little girl! She could not be more excited about Lillie getting old enough talk and to play dress up and princess with her. She has big plans for a "Girls' Club," and the three of us teaming up against Daddy and Will for every manner of competion. She already holds Lillie every day, reads to her most nights, and declares her love to her around the clock. Sophie hasn't considered the possibility that she and Lillie won't always be best friends. She hasn't thought about the inevitable arguements she will have with her younger sister. She can't yet imagine that Lillie will ever get on her nerves or that they will ever be jealous of each other. That they will ever want to pull each other's hair out seems ridiculous to her. Them hurting each other's feelings is the farthest thing from her min