I'm so proud.

There are a few events in my life that I will never forget. These moments are the reasons I am so happy today. They include kissing David for the first time, getting married, holding Miles for the first time, holding Faye for the first time and now I have a new one to put on my list...

Miles peed in the potty! Not just once or twice, but eight times!! Last night he told me he wanted Nemo treats and he knows that he only gets them if he goes in the big boy potty. So he did. And then he did it again. And again. And then it continued today! Here is a picture of him putting his stickers on his Potty Chart.



I know that every kid does this and it is not really THAT big of deal- but it is to me.

Good work my son! Keep it up, please.

The Game of Life.

Some thoughts I've had lately:

"I've had some smelly kids in my day, but your son is by far the smelliest."

Movie Game!

This quote is in reference to going to the Aguirre's the other night and Miles having a stink fest which we thought was poop, but could never find it. I believe Emily referred to it as a "phantom poo." And then, awesomely enough, Faye had a serious blow out.

I know my kids are the crusty nosed kids, but I really didn't want them to be the smelly kids. They usually smell really good like Burt's Bee's Baby Bee's lotion. Mmmm... but, apparently, they are the stinky kids.

Speaking of smells- I have long been anticipating what Faye's breath would smell like. Miles' always smelt like cream cheese frosting and I was hoping that Faye's would smell of something sweet as well. Well, I have a cold, so I can't smell right now, but before I was plugged up I smelt her breath and it was delicious! It was candy for sure, and more specifically Smarties. I can't wait to smell again to see if it has changed at all. I'm secretly hoping for Skittles.


"Hold you me please?"

This is a picture of David giving Miles some tickles. Whenever tickles are involved Miles, like his father, goes into paralysis.

I love my son. Couldn't be cuter. I hope he will forgive me someday for getting upset with him over things that shouldn't matter. He is two not sixteen. I need to remember that.

My husband the genius.

If I haven't mentioned it lately, I am in love with my husband. He has been super stressed about a pathology test he took a couple weeks ago. He truly thought he had failed the test and would have to retake the class this summer. He got his results today... Surprise, surprise- he not only not failed, but got a whopping 100%. 100%!!

So typical of him.

Seriously So Blessed.

Life at the Cains seems to be getting back to normal- sort of. I have taken both the kids out a few times by myself and we are all still alive. Unfortunately, I am still scared to take them to the store together, so I had to drop Miles off for a playdate (thanks Emily) when I was running out of food. How pathetic am I?

Here is what life looks like at our house:

Faye is a month old.





I can't believe how fast times goes with two. I am already feeling guilty that I haven't spent time reading to, singing to, signing to and/or working on developmental milestones everyday with Faye. I guess there is still time.


Miles is Miles.

He seems to be warming up to the fact that he has a "Baby Sister." I have only heard him voluntarily say "Faye" once and it was when he said this: "Faye, stay!" referring to her not coming into the kitchen with us. He also surprised me when he told me to "turn Baby Sister off." Apparently, she was interrupting his show. Speaking off which, Miles has been doing a lot of this:



That is Miles sitting on his chair watching a movie with his trains. Again, I am a negligent parent. I feel a little better when he wants to watch an educational movie, but most of the time he wants to watch Thomas and I let him.

Here he is giving Faye a soft hug. I was lucky enough to catch it with my phone.



David is amazing.

At the beginning of this semester he got his White Coat! He is one step closer to becoming a doctor. I'm so proud of him. Since all the pictures that I took are on my other camera, and I don't know how to use it- I am stealing this one from my friend's blog. Here he is with a bunch of his first year buddies from the ward.



Even with all of his schooling he makes time for us- which is awesome and allows me some sanity. Have I mentioned lately that I love him?

Here I am.

With my babies.



I am seriously so blessed. That is all.

Loves.

Prego Log: #13- Post Partum *Not* Depression

As far as I am concerned- my life is Euphoria.

My life since Faye has been pretty easy. Better than easy.

Best Mom Ever

My mom is still in town and takes care of all the washing, cooking, cleaning, shopping and anything and everything else that needs to be done. She and David have been sharing responsibilities caring for Miles so that I can focus all my attention on healing, resting and loving on my baby girl.



Loves to my Lover*

Somehow David and I are even happier than we were before. It's not just a -I love my life and I couldn't be happier- it's more like - I love my life and I can't stop laughing at everything you say so kiss me. It's nice.



I'm Bringing Sexy Back

Speaking of nice- get a load of this: my baby weight is practically falling off. Faye has been alive for 12 days and I only have three pounds to go to get back to what I weighed pre-baby. Lately I have been losing a pound a day and I'm hoping it continues that way until I lose that extra 20 lbs that I have been meaning to take off for the past few years, but I will be happy just to lose the baby weight if that doesn't happen.

Move Over Bessie

Wanna know the secret? Milking. I'm a cow. I already have a freezer full of frozen milk. Infact, David had to turn on our deep freezer downstairs because I ran out of room upstairs. I counted 29 bags of 5 oz. each today. David looked online and I can sell each ounce for $2.00. So, basically I just made almost 300 bones. Only, I wouldn't really sell it. If I don't end up using it I will donate it to Mothers Without Ducts or some organization that might be in need or at least one that I didn't just make up. Anyway, I'm a cow and it's making me lose weight and making Faye gain.

Perfect Baby Syndrome

Faye gained her weight back within 3 days and is growing rapidly. She is awesome. She latched on right away and has been eating well ever since. She is also a great sleeper. She sleeps sometimes so long that I have to wake her up because I'm afraid my boobs will explode if I don't get some relief.



Sadly, she has a blocked tear duct and so she has a goopy eye and Miles has a cold and he has a goopy eye, but other than that both kids are doing well.

Faye who?

Miles doesn't seem to acknowledge Faye's existence. Yesterday he told us her name and today I got him to help me with her bath, but other than that- Faye is just something that makes Mommy sit around and hold all the time. I'm not worried. In fact, I'm glad because his aversion to her helps keep his cold to himself. I'm sure in time they will be friends.

In short, my life is Euphoria. We will see how things turn out when David goes back to school and my mom leaves. I'm more than nervous. Terrified, actually, but I'm sure I will be able to figure things out. ...Please pray for me.

*Well, not for a few more weeks at least.