Big girl helper

Ellie is ready to do grown-up things. She's probably ready to do more grown-up things that I am willing to let her. Since granny has been here, I have noticed her getting to try things. For example cracking an egg and, or driving her own hair. I know that it is good that granny is giving Ellie change to try these new things. I need to look for opportunities as well.

Over the past week I have asked Ellie to help me get clear bottles a few times. She has jumped at the opportunity, and denigrate job.

Sleeping arrangements that doctors don't approve of

Clair is surely spoiled. I like cuddling her, and haven't put a lot of effort in getting her into a bed or cradle. Below is a picture of how we often sleep at least during part of the day or night. She likes it and quite honestly I like it I love these cuddle moments. Thanks David for taking a picture so will help me remember.

No more newborn sized diapers

Claire is finally growing, and this means we are moving out of newborn diapers. It's one of many Changes that will occur which signal the end of my mothering. I guess it's not really the end of mothering, it's the shift of mothering older children. I am so sad to know I will never have another newborn baby. So each one of these little changes sticks with me for a bit. It feels like a strange little milestone worth noting.

I am sitting here nursing Clair and I know there's many many years of mothering babies left in my life. These little special moments, feel hard to hold onto. I will surely miss them.

Lazy postpartum days

Hazel has afforded me the opportunity to have many lazy postpartum days with Clair. Wednesday's are specially nice with the kids at Sarah I don't veneers guilty taking advantage of the time. Today Clarin I have done nothing more than address the feed sleep and repeat. She has Chessmaster selflessly as much as to have a couple of milk in her little hand has she let go and stop  nursing. Unfortunately I wiped that up before taking the photo below. 

She will be one month old tomorrow. Time sure flies. I love this time with her. I will miss it for sure, and I will enjoy watching her grow into a young lady.

Max feels so big

One of the big things I worried about with having the baby was how my relationship with Max would change. He was my baby until April 23. How he is my middle child. It's amazing how overnight he went from looking like my baby to looking like a big boy. Every day he shows me what a big boy he is. But he is also clinging togrannie  have that feeling of security of being the baby as well. He asks to be held by her hundreds of times a day.

It does make me a little sad to know this change happen. I am trying to fight it, but it is the natural evolution of things. Last night when I went down to see him running around at the park with the big kids it became quite evident he really is a big boy and not a baby anymore. I love this little picture of him sweaty self running around chasing a bunny.

Snuffalufugus

Poor Clair has caught her first cold. She's quite stuffy. She's choked feeding a few times. I hate when they get colds when there so little. It seems so painful. I guess this is one of good things about knowing she's my last child. I won't have to watch a newborn suffer until one of mine becomes a mommy or daddy. Hopefully that's a long way off for them.

Grannie projects

This morning Max and Ellie are downstairs with Grannie spread out on the floor with many cardboard boxes and scissors. They also have toilet paper rolls, paper towel rolls, and paper plates. They're trying to construct their very own castle. That they will painted. Ellie is in her glory. Grannie is a patient, brave woman.