It's amazing that 9 weeks have passed us by so quickly! Our three little miracles are rocking along just fine! I kick myself every day for not updating this blog more often, but at the end of the day, I'd rather spend time cuddling with these sweet three!
We had our 2 month doctor appointment with shots the other day, and all went well! Dr. Sanford, our pediatrician, said things could not have looked better! Praise God! All babies hearts and lungs were perfectly normal! Posey, whose birth weight was 4 pounds, 14 ounces, weighed 7 pounds! Miles, the original runt of the crew, born at 4 pounds 11 ounces, weighed 9 pounds, 3 ounces- the biggest! And, Mark, originally the hoss and born at 5 pounds, 3 ounces, weighed 9 pounds! They're getting so big and fat with lots of wrinkles, and I could eat them up! The shots were terrible, possibly more for me than for them. They were all so happy, then all of the sudden the nurse stuck them, and there was a delayed reaction from each of them! :( It broke my heart. They ended up being pretty fussy all day, but we were back to normal the next day!
Dr. Sanford checking out the trips...
Each baby is absolutely the most precious baby in the world- at least to us! Ha! They are each developing their sweet little personalities, and they are darling. We will for sure have our hands full, and it seems payback is in full force. Posey has a sweet demeanor, but she is extremely picky. She has a cry that sounds like a mouse and is very delicate. However, when she hears Miles or Mark doing their screams, she will turn her head and roll her eyes at them. It's hysterical. I feel like she will always be keeping the boys in line. We're already the best of friends, and I love it.
Precious Miles is a funny little thing! He loves to grunt and would grunt all day long if I'd let him! He has big eyes that follow you! When he was born they put him on my chest, and those eyes caught mine. I've been wrapped ever since. He definitely recognizes our voices too and will follow us around the room with his eyes. He may be our mischievous one. He'll spit out his bottle nipple and look at us like we're stupid for giving it to him- or like we're not going to make him take it. No Sir! :) It's adorable.
Our sweet little Mark is a mess! He wants what he wants when he wants it. Dr. Sanford described him as being our "strong-willed child." He has the prettiest baby blues you've ever seen, and his little smiles will melt your heart. However, he can scream louder than the rest of the bunch. We will always hear Mark over the rest. He is a funny little thing too! Mark eats every single drop of milk, and he'd eat a Happy Meal if I'd blend it up. Big boy is always hungry!
They are all so funny when they are together! Posey will for sure be the one who keeps the boys straight! The boys will just look at her with big eyes. It's as if they know she is not a boy like them. She'll stretch her arms out over them as if she's telling them to hush, and they let her. It's too funny! At the beginning, Mark didn't care anything about being in the same crib with the other two. He'd turn his head the other way almost every time. Now, he is starting to love his brother and sister- thankfully! Miles and Posey would look at each other like they had found their long lost partner. They were both head down, always together when inside, and Mark, on the other hand, was breech- up in my ribs, having nothing to do with them while inside. As I said, we're all getting along now! Miles and Posey have decided they like Mark, and Mark is returning the favor as of today.
Posey "refereeing" the boys...
It's unbelievable to me that nine weeks have passed us by so quickly! It seems like just yesterday Andy and I brought them home from the hospital, and we looked at each other and didn't have a clue as to what to do! By God's grace, we have made it this far! Waking up each day to these beautiful babies is such a blessing. Whether I'm greeted by their darling little smiles at 3 a.m. or 3 p.m., I love them even more with each smile and each cry- or grunt in Miles' case, squeak in Posey's, or belch in Mark's. I always imagined my life as being on a "school schedule," so to speak, but now, I'm on a rigid 3, 6, 9, 12 feeding schedule, and it's way better than any school schedule could ever be. It's busy, but wonderful. Sometimes, I wish I had as many arms as an octopus so I could meet everyone's needs, but I'm making it with just these two. Thankfully, my mother has been here non-stop helping, so that has been wonderful, and we have a lady helping us at night. I feel as if I am living my dream. I always wanted to just be a mama, and now, here I am, the mama of three beautiful babies. My cup truly runneth over- with babies and blessings! We would definitely not have made it this far without the prayers and support of sweet friends like you, and we'll never, ever be able to thank you all enough.
Now, for some fun pictures...
1st Father's Day...
Father's Day in the Grove...
Our favorite pastime...
Sweet Brothers...
Dressed in our blue...
Deep in conversation- Will McMaster, my nephew, Posey, and Unkie, my daddy...
Posey is milk drunk...
Bet and the boys...
Sweet cousins...
Cousin Libby has her arms full...
Babies everywhere...
Bonnets are always in style...
Our little miracles...
Please continue to be in prayer for all of us as we raise these sweet babies! To God be the glory!
"This I recall to my mind, therefore I have hope. It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness."
Lamentations 3:21-23
Love,
Maggie, Andy, Posey, Miles, & Mark Miller
