Catch up

I'm not sure what all we did the week before... lots of weather watching, and school, and doctor appointments. :)

Bob got the girls a few new floor puzzles, so of course it makes total sense to get out every single puzzle we own and use them as carpet.

Silly little Miriel who doesn't want to go to bed.  Instead she wants to be a unicorn taco. 

Thursday was another snowstorm... and another snow day.  And another day of me sitting on the couch doing as little as possible so that we wouldn't have to go to the hospital in a blizzard.  Cecily is digging cats out of plaster balls, Cadence is rocking a stocking cap that, depending on her attitude, made her look like a little hoodlum or a cancer patient. 😝

We had about 2 gallons of sap in the fridge- it's still early and still too cold for good runs.  But we boiled it down on the stove... well, simmered all day, so we could make some room in the fridge. It's so good. 

Then Friday morning I woke up at 5:15 with contractions.  woot.  Thankfully, it wasn't snowing, the roads were clear, Mom made it to our house, Jessica (my doula) made it to the hospital, my favorite midwife was on call, and 5 hours later Perrin arrived after a smooth and uncomplicated delivery.  Praise God.  (also, why do I worry so much?) 

So we were pretty sure on his first name, because neither of us liked the others first choice. At all. haha.  Perrin was on both of our short lists, it's from Bob's favorite book series that he convinced me to read in college. (I read all 14 of them... and not just because I liked Bob. haha.) We were waffling on it though because they just started making a tv series of the books- and who wants to be the people who name their kid after a tv show... it's kind of niche though, so hopefully it'll be more of an 'oh that's different' name to most of the people of our general acquaintance. :P  But middle name was still iffy so when we skyped the girls we asked them which option they liked best.  They chose Robert.    

We stayed 48 hours because short-ish labors don't allow for two full doses of antibiotics for GBS... so frustrating, because I was negative in December and then positive a few weeks ago.  Oh well.  Little squish didn't mind.   

My parents had the girls all weekend and took them to church on Sunday... sounds exhausting.  😂  We got home a little bit before they came back from church... the girls were so excited.  Also, Dad is a baby whisperer.  

Quite pleased.

We have to set timers some times so they all get an equal turn....

Little brudder..... baby peh-win.

The girls had one more day off school Monday for presidents day, then it was back to real life.  Woot.  Bob has been getting them ready for school since I'm up half the night (ugh.  I hate cluster feeding, no matter how necessary and normal it is.  And I don't enjoy the newborn stage all that much.)  And they've all been pitching in with housework and laundry... why do I have a picture of my washing machine?  Well, when you don't want to go down stairs but you can't remember what setting to tell the girls to put the machine on, you have them take a picture.  :D  What did we do before smartphones?  :P 

 So yeah.  Lots of adjusting this week.  And not a lot of sleep. But I feel so much better than I have since oh, last June, that I have to keep reminding myself that all I should be doing is sitting and resting.😋 It's a good problem to have. 

Blessings.