Daddy took the week off work and was a big help around the house. He did yardwork, took care of Mommy, and played with the children. He also spent a lot of time taking pictures of Molly and posting video games he is going to sell online. (We realized that out of the hundreds of pics we took this week, none are of Chad or me).
Mommy recuperated somewhat from her c-section and felt human enough to wear real clothes on Thursday and stopped taking the heavy pain killers. Hooray! Then came down with mastitis that same night and went back on the heavy pain killers and also an antibiotic. (Ouch!) One of her dearest friends moved away that same day, so she cried off and on the whole night, tears of sadness and tears of pain. She feels human again tonight and prepared to be the Mommy of three tomorrow all on her own. Say a prayer for her! She's a little more nervous then she would like to admit.
Our Andrew was in heaven again this week. His Aunt Emily (aka BYU, a nickname he has given her recently) was here all week long. I am afraid I will never be as fun as Nana, Emily, and Rachel. I worry about his withdrawal symptoms this week after three weeks of playmates. (Luckily his Grandma's flight from Switzerland just landed and he will get to see her sometime this week, too. The rest of us at our house may be under the delusion that she is coming to meet Molly, but Andrew KNOWS it is really just to play with him).
Speaking of playmates, Andrew's betrothed best friend and baseball bat (signing time fans will get the joke) moved away to Alabama this week. Here is a pic of their last playdate. They had a fun time playing outside in the water table. He is very sad that she moved away. This is the first "loss" Andrew has ever experienced.
Ryan has been the happiest little guy this week. (But really when is he not)? No jealousy towards his sister, just complete admiration and love. He hasn't tired of holding or kissing her.
He has also learned to sing the Batman and Superman theme songs and loves to wear his cape and yell "I Supa-man." or "I Bat-man!"
He adores his Aunt Emily and kept asking when she was going to wake up this morning at breakfast time. I guess he didn't realize she was really gone.
And then of course, our Molly. Molly has spent her time this week nursing, sleeping, being photographed, meeting realtives, and pooping. She was cooperative as Mommy dressed her up in lots of fun outfits and BOWS. She met Ben, Jen, Alex, and Evin this week when they came over to play and brought us dinner.
Of course she met Aunt Emily Krueger, since she was here all week long.
When there are three adults in the house, there's a lot of camera flashes going off all of the time. I am sure we have taken over 500 pictures of Molly this week. Some of the pictures taken are bound to be great, and others just too horrible and funny not to share.
"What's up Dawg?" or a gang sign, not sure which.
Just wishing it had been her middle finger. I think she was trying to tell us how she felt about the brain squeezer that had fallen in her eyes.
(We have a great one of Andrew at this age flipping us the bird when we dressed him up in Build A Bear clothes).