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Her cheeks are delicious.


My poor little Granoly has her first cold right now. She was sneezing a lot this morning by the time of her afternoon nap, she was so congested she couldn’t breathe while trying to nurse. It is so heartbreaking to see your little ones sick.


Tomorrow they’ll be lots of cuddles and I am sure there’s a long night ahead of us.




2 Months

Today, Granola, you turned two months old. Sometimes I feel like I am swimming against the current, trying to reach the unreachable goal of slowing down time. I want to smell your sweet, milky breath and your soft, baby scent forever. 2months9406

I dream an impossible dream of being able to hold your squishy self on my chest and feel your gentle steady breathing for eternity.


You started smiling this month and my heart burst with an uncontainable love every time you show your toothless grins. I have been on a mission to capture it to no avail.


Your chunky rolls are “coming in”, and I cannot wait to kiss them more and more. I am in love with your flat little nose bridge and your eyebrows.


As you become more aware of the world around you, we fall more and more for you.


You have completed my motherly love in an unimaginable way. I love you, you sweet little thing.


Baby Granola is 1 Month Old

I haven’t had time to post a single picture of the baby child on the blog yet, but have no fear, today, you get a fair share. These were taken two days ago, on the day she turned one month old. I can’t believe she is one month already, I want her to stay my newborn forever!

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And a little “poor man’s macro”  😉

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And a letter to my baby.

My Granola, you are such a sweet-tempered child since the moment you were born. You’ve only had one “rough” day, when you were fussy all day, but although Mama was a tired mess, you still managed you be so cute and cuddly and make my heart flutter. You are so very loved by your big sisters, I love seeing them hug you and kiss you. I can’t wait to see you all playing together! I love cuddling up with you at night, you sleep right beside Mama every night and together we sleep beautifully. I would not have it any other day.

You have the most adorable, kissable lips. A flat little nose bridge that begs to be kissed. Long, beautiful toes. And are getting squishy by the minute. You are perfectly made.

I promise to give you my all, not to make life “easy” for you but to raise you to be a woman of God and to follow your dreams. I cannot wait to see the wonderful plans God has for your life.

You have brought unmeasurable joy to our lives. We didn’t know how much we were missing without you in our lives.

I love you with all my heart, my sweet Granola.

The day she turned two.

Right in the middle of the chaos of our move, The Pumpkin (or Sister Lou), had birthday number two! I would have liked to make her day more special, but in the midst of boxes and whatnot, it was very hard. I also had my home visit from my midwife that day and I could barely walk from working myself too hard the previous days.

That didn’t stop her from enjoying herself, though. Soon after Pam, my midwife and the student midwife left, the girls decided to have some water fun. First they were playing with tiny cups and making mud pies, then they asked if they could have the hosed turned on and their bathing suits put on.

A car wash was in order for this coupe.

Eventually, things got a bit “crazy”. The Bundle decided to put mud on Sister Lou’s head. So she did the same. After a bit, I couldn’t help it any longer and washed them off.

And we headed inside for a quick rinse.

A melt of a Mama’s heart. The fight like cats and dogs a lot of times, but their love is ever present, it is so sweet to witness it.

Later that evening, when Daddy got home, we went to the park. Sister Lou made sure she brought her Dora balloon from Daddy. She loved it!

A quiet birthday, but still memorable. Happy Birthday, sweet, energetic girl. You have filled our lives with so much joy these past two years, I am so blessed to be your Mama!

Her Baba

It has been a gradual process, but The Pumpkin has been self-weaning for the last few weeks. I think it began with my milk going away at the beginning of my second trimester, gearing up to make colostrum. Prior to that we had a battle going on, I honestly didn’t want to continue breastfeeding her, she went through a period where she would nurse a lot night (only once or twice throughout the day) and it scared me, thinking it would go on when I got bigger and more uncomfortable in bed, but I knew it best to let her work it out on her own timing. It magically started happening on its own. She started asking for babas (bottles), she gets them before her nap at Nana’s house when I work. As she started letting go of nursing, she became more attached to her coconut milk babas.

It’s a bittersweet time, she will be two years old in two months, and she is losing her baby-ness more and more everyday. I wanted to capture this special milestone in both of our lives together with her beloved baba. I’m tearing up just thinking about our special bond we had for almost two years, she still asks for it at night for comfort, but quickly switches to her baba.

I will miss her wandering hand as she nursed, tugging at my hair, squeezing my nose. I will miss those big, piercing eyes staring at me. I will miss her crazy, moving legs that I would try to get still without success.

For a tiny moment, I try to get time to stay still…

Today, She Turned Four

She is smart, witty, fun with a bit of spice. She is my first love. The one who made me a mother. And today, she turned four.

I feel truly blessed to be able to watch her grow into the young little girl she is. She has an amazing imagination and is a great big sister with a kind soul.

I pray we can guide her to flourish as a strong, Godly woman. I cannot wait to share more years with this girl.

I love you, my Bundle of Joy.