seven weeks

Elle is seven weeks old today.  She has recently embraced her old man heritage and is rocking the receding hairline. She is beginning to be awake more and is starting to shows pieces of her personality. I am patiently waiting for her affectionate smile to appear more often; she seems to smile most at her dad (and I don't blame her). 

At seven weeks, we still don't have a concrete schedule. I've decided flexibility is really the key word when it comes to having three kids ages 4 and under. No matter how hard I try (and I usually try very hard) to get out the door, I am always late. It is frustrating, but I know we will figure this out soon. 

The girls still adore Elle. I am not sure how she feels about them yet. I think it's going to take some time. All I hear all day is "Hi Elle" or "Little sweety" or "You're so beautiful" or "Lub you." She flinches at just the sound of V's voice but is very patient and allows both girls to hold her. Both girls insist on holding her multiple times a day. It amazes me how nurturing they are at their young ages. I know my baby girl is always going to be protected by her big sisters. That fact alone makes me smile from ear to ear. 

How am I? Crazy. I constantly feel like I am either preventing or breaking up fights between the two older girls and I have to be completely aware of where V is at all times. If I lose sight of her even for a minute, I can be quite sure that she is lying on Elle or squeezing her neck so tight that she can't breathe. I haven't taken a nap in over two weeks and average about 4-5 hours of sleep a night. I feel tired and worn down but live for the weekends when Tim is home to lighten my princess load.

How is my relationship with Tim? Maybe you don't actually wonder about this, but it's okay. We are surviving. And we are doing it with a smile. Last night as we were leaving the store with three screaming children, we just looked at each other and laughed. Our situation is comical at this point. It is honestly hard to find time for each other but we are doing what we can to play footsie under the table, hold hands in between calming crying children and enjoy a little pillow talk before Elle needs her first night feeding. I love Tim so much. He may frustrate me like crazy (mostly because I am so irritable from the lack of sleep), but I really don't have anything to complain about. He is willing to do anything I ask, if I just ask. I just need to be better about asking. I try to do too much by myself. 

And this is what life really looks like when I'm not asking them to pose:


  1. I need to come back there and let you take another nap, no naps in that long is not acceptable! I'm so sorry. And it if its any conselation (Referring to the post below) I really did think you looked great when you were here, but I get that it is easy to be hard on yourself, but from an outsiders point of you, you really do look good.

  2. Ha, love that last picture! Sorry to hear about the lack of sleep - I can only imagine how difficult it must be to keep your eye on a toddler CONSTANTLY - aren't they just always in motion?! And Elle is going to grow up as one of the luckiest girlies around - she's got two big sisters who love her to death (sometimes nearly literally)! x

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