Chino brought me roses for my birthday.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Have your cake and the icing too, lots of icing.
Chino brought me roses for my birthday.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Juan in one of his BETTER moods.
Josie the Amazing Fish Girl
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Thinking Back


like I may have had a nap.
Here the girls are three and a half months.
They are in bed with Papi, but they are not sleeping.
Thinking back to this time in my life is a blur. I was so sleep deprived that I often confused dream and reality. I would dream (during my fifteen minutes of sleep each night) of caring for babies. So it wasn't really restful. I would wake to find a baby in my bed and not know how it got there, or worse, I would wake and frantically search for a baby in the covers that I thought was there and wasn't. I would always find them safe in their cribs. Caring for three preterm infants was the hardest thing I have done so far in my life. With premies you have to wake them to be fed every four hours (every three hours the first month). You would have to force feed them the 3oz. bottle and try to keep them awake and eating. After a half hour you give up and go to the next one. I was also pumping milk at this time and that would take a half hour also. So you do the math. I'd spend two hours feeding and pumping, than take a two hour break for rest. Then I would start all over again. If nobody woke me up in that two hours. If I was lucky Chino would help out some nights. And my mother and sister would come over after work and care for the girls while I got an hour or two nap. I wouldn't do this again if you paid me.
I was dreading my fourth child's infancy, thinking of how it was with the girls. But he was full term and single birth so it was a breeze. Getting up twice a night was nothing. Of course he didn't completely sleep through the night until well over a year old. One at a time is the way to go.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Outside Play
First Day of School
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Meet the Family
Let me introduce the kids.
Gabby was the second to be born (baby B). She is also beautiful and very active. She was our boy before we had a boy. She can climb anything and has an upper body strength I have never seen before. She has been able to do flips on the rings since she was 3 years old. She is a bit of a tomboy, but she wears a dress. Always. I can count on one hand the number of times she has worn pants since her 3rd birthday. The fancier the dress the better. She wore black velvet on her 5th birthday and begs on a daily basis to wear a fluffy thrilly dress that looks like a wedding cake. Gabby is really enjoying school. She comes home with "green lights" every day. That is the discipline system in her classroom. Red, green and yellow light. Her and Josie are in the same classroom. They are pretty much connected at the hip and have been since birth. Gabby can't make a decision. She weighs the pros and cons of every choice and spends a year picking out a candy at the store. She often just asks what she should pick. Of course, she usually picks the opposite of what I suggest.
And finally there is Juan Tomas. He is named for both his grandfathers. Some call him J T. But he is Juany to me. Juan is a great baby. He is so full of personality. He throws fits like Gabby, has Audi's intelligence and rocks like Josie. I am not talking about rock music. I mean he physically rocks when he is sitting down. It often also involves the banging of his head. It seems to be a comfort thing. Juan is very active. He climbs on everything and is very curious. He tries to figure out how things work. Juan loves when his sisters play with him or at least let him stay in the room they are playing in. He loves shoes and knows he needs them to go bye-bye and he always wants to go bye-bye. Until we get to where we are going. Then he is not happy. I guess he wants to be some place else. Juan waits for the bus every morning with the girls. He sits on a low window ledge and watches them leave. Then we go inside to watch Elmo. Juan loves music and dancing. He does little knee bends and thrusts one arm back and forth. He does it all with a big smile. I am having trouble getting Juan off the bottle. Hopefully he will not take it to kindergarten.