Tornado

A tornado, or perhaps a washing machine. is what I feel like I'm in some days. Adding number three has definitely added a new definition to the term "multi-tasking". We have now moved from a man to man defense to zone. Luckily things are getting easier, and we are falling into a routine. I just have to remember that some day I will be sitting in my perfectly clean house, with all of my laundry neatly folded and put away, the ironing done, and a perfectly cooked meal ready on time, and I will miss the craziness. I will sleep through every night and not feel a tap at 7 am from Colton. I will miss 3 little voices talking to me. I will miss the constant:

Is this the right foot?
Can I have some milk?
I need a snack.
Tripping over toys or other things left on the floor.
Dirty bottles and binkies.
Can I help cook dinner?
Will you lay with me?

So yes, things are crazy. And I am ready for some more sleep. But I have learned to embrace it because some day it will all be gone...

She's Here!!!!

Hooray!!! She's here!!! After all of my begging and pleading for her to come, and thinking for sure that I wouldn't make it to 39 weeks, we arrived at our scheduled c-section. She came out screaming and perfectly healthy at 7 lbs, 0 oz, 19.5 in long. We are so happy to have her here. I keep telling everyone that she is an absolute dream baby ("world's best"), but maybe I just think she's so easy because there is only one of her...? There is only a picture of Ashley holding her, Colton had a cold and was quarantined away for the 1st week or so. I will post one of him soon since he is healthy now and all too eager to hold baby sister!