Who are those cookies from?

Lazy December afternoons

Someone elses children getting hopped-up on Fun Dip one week ago today.

Who needs Barbies?

Baby Girl at 17 days old (about 6 1/2 lbs.)

Gabbers and I are sure enjoying playing dress up with this new dolly.  Notice the teensy tiny beaded socks?  Too fun. 

P.S.  I was never into playing with Barbies.  I have always loved the baby dolls.

Putting on the weight this holiday season

With great relief I bring you the Baby Girl update.  In three days, she has gained 7 oz.  Thank you all for your kind words, emails, and prayers.  

 And now for a totally unrelated picture for those in need of a Squdgy and Tater fix.  Sorry it's blurry.  If any of you know how I can convince them to sit still for a picture, especially one of them caught in the act, or that matter, sit still at all, please leave a comment.

In no time at all, Tater (on the left) and Squdge (on the right) have mastered scaling over the barriers and getting to the tree. 

Baby Girl update

Baby Girl's goal of gaining half an ounce per day is not being reached.  We had high hopes that after her tongue-tie was clipped last Tuesday, that her weight gain would pick up.  In one whole week she has gained one-half an ounce. 

I am grateful that it was a gain and not a loss. 

in which I whine and then give thanks

Baby Girl is 3 weeks old today.  I hesitated blogging this or not.  But since my blog is very much a journal for me, I decided to post.  One day I'll be able to look back and read this free from the stress I'm typing into it today.

We are praying for weight gain here.  Baby Girl is "Failure to Thrive."

This Tuesday, the 30th of November, she had a wide-base tongue-tie clipped.  Isn't it amazing that the first four kids had no problem with tongue-tie but the youngest three do?

In Baby Girl's case, her tongue-tie has caused a lot of weight loss. At 10 days old she had dropped an entire pound from her birth-weight.

Now she's healing from the clipping. I have to push up the underside of her tongue 3-4 times a day so it doesn't scar over. She is NOT okay with it. I feel like I'm torturing her. I keep telling myself that "this too shall pass" and it won't be any time at all when I'll look back and it will be a faint memory, like . . .

losing my full-time full-benefits job when I was 7 months pregnant with my oldest.

like the nightmarish c-section.

the day I lost all touch with reality.

hospitalizing my 9 lb. 3 month old Gabbers for RSV.

ridding my home of all gluten when I was (mis)diagnosed Celiac.

losing a triplet.

surviving negative 50 degree temps in the Frozen North

continuing the first trimester of a multiples pregnancy with a crazy bout of influenza while my hubby was away at training in another timezone.

haha.  I sound like I've had an adventurous life. But no.  not really.

But all these things seemed near-unbearable at the time. 

And I survived.  Thanks to my Heavenly Father.

This too shall pass.