One month

One month ago today, we headed to the hospital not knowing that it would be the day we would meet you.  I really can't believe you have been here for one month, it seems like just yesterday, but it also seems like you have been here and part of our family forever.  You really have not changed much since you were born.  You are still in the newborn phase where there is no schedule and you pretty much sleep, eat, potty and go back to sleep.  You might even cry a little, but only because you are a gassy child.  Even your little sister says "Griffin have stinky gas".  You already fit in with your Daddy and brother.  You are pretty laid back, but you much prefer being held as opposed to sitting in your bouncy.  I am okay with holding and looking at you all day long.  You have good nights and bad nights as far as sleep.  You even slept a seven hour stretch in your swing the other night.  The good thing is you eat and go right back to sleep.  I have never been a co-sleeper, but since you have been home you have taken over your Daddy's spot in bed, except for the past two night, you have been in the swing.  It so easy having you in bed and waking up with you cuddled up with me.  You really have been such a sweet, easy baby.  As much as I want you to stay in this newborn phase, I also look forward to seeing you smile and coo and come into your own personality.  Until then, I am going to enjoy you just the way you are.

Spaghetti Toes

Oh, this girl, she is a mess.  Whether it is eating spaghetti or throwing a fit, she does it in style.  It has been a big change for her with Griffin here.  In many ways she has adjusted well and in others not so much.  She is giving us fits going to bed and waking up in the middle of night (poor David get to deal with that), throwing major fits and just plain fussy.  I know this too shall pass so I am trying to be as patient as I can and give her extra loving.  As quick as she can throw a fit, she can also be the sweetest, loving little girl ever.  It is really to hard to be mad at her for long, she just flashes her smile and says sorry and its all over for me.  So even with spaghetti all over her 10 chubby, little toes...she is a perfect 10 to me.

Griffins first three weeks

I can't believe it has been over three weeks since Griffin was born.  It really seems like just yesterday they wheeled me and Griffin out of the hospital and sent us on our way.  Its a weird feeling this time, knowing he will be the baby in our family.  I was sad leaving the hospital knowing I will never get to experience that process again, I was sad when his umbilical cord fell off, I was sad giving him his first bath...just knowing it will be the last time I ever get to do that.  All these moments are bittersweet and I am so lucky that I got to do it not one time, not two, but three times.  I don't recall feeling this way with the other two, I guess because I never really thought about them being my last.  But this time, I am taking it all in and enjoying every moment like I never have before.  I rub his soft head of hair, its the softest I have ever felt considering Hayden and Emerson did not really have hair.  I smell his baby breath and want to bottle it up and keep it forever.  I rub his soft skin and wish it would stay that soft forever.  I stare and his skinny arms and legs that have yet to grow into his wrinkled skin and am in disbelief that just a few weeks ago he was tucked up in my stomach.  I love the peach fuzz on his shoulders and his tiny blonde eyelashes.  I love the noises he makes when he eats and the hiccups that give him fits.  See...I told you, I could go on and on about him.  But what makes me most happy, is watching his sister and brother love on him.  I know soon Griffin will light up when he sees Hayden and Emerson.  They will all be best friends and worst enemies at times.  They will hate each other one minute and and love each other the next.  In the end, they will always be brother and sister.  Hayden, my first, sweet baby boy.  Emerson, the middle child, but she will always be my only, baby girl.  And Griffin, he will always be the baby.  They all have their own special place in our family. And they will always have each other.

Christmas as a whole

Here are some more pictures of Christmas, pictures when Griffin was here to celebrate with us.  I think of this Christmas in two parts, Pre-G and After-G.  So here are some After-G pictures, the ones with our complete family.