Monday, August 22, 2016

Weekends in Seventh Heaven

We survived our first, full, official weekend at home as a family of seven. It was a close to normal as we could get, with Eric going back to work on Saturday at the radio station - my first test home alone with all of the kids by myself. And... it wasn't bad at all! I wish I could go back in time and tell myself that it really wouldn't be quite as crazy as I feared. I suppose once you've crossed the four child threshold, it's really no big deal throwing in some more. The more the merrier? :) I actually think a lot of it has to do with the fact that the three oldest kids are pretty self-succient at this point. They can happily keep themselves entertained for a little while. Of course, it's pretty sobering during the week when we send two of ours off to school, and I realize I still have three here!

Lincoln is the easiest of the them all, though. I hoped he would be just like Charlotte was when she was a newborn, and he really is. (Jackpot!) He sleeps and sleeps...wakes up to eat and goes right back to sleep. I can't even express how relieved I am that my "easier" babies were saved for last! He only wakes up once or twice in the night, but he's so drowsy that he can barely get in a good feeding before he's snoozing again.  Without the discomfort and insomnia of the last trimester, I think I'm getting better sleep now than I was a month ago. Overall, I can't complain, and life is good!

Friday was Eric's last day home from work, and we took advantage of it by getting out of the house for a little while. Lunch and shopping for lamps. (Yay Home Goods.) It might not sound like the most exciting afternoon, but it sure was a treat for me! My flip flop broke and Eric had to run into the mall to get me a new pair, haha. But we were not thwarted. We made it through the land of endless knick knacks with three kids three and under and didn't break anything. That's a win.

The rest of our weekend was full of visitors. My mom was here on Saturday afternoon, and she came bearing cakes and pretty flowers....

It might be someone's birthday this week. But I don't know whose. Someone might not be celebrating birthdays from now on. :)

It was a nice visit, which ended up with a pizza night and then some good family time. This will be the first year in as long as I can remember that my mom doesn't live just down the road, so no traditional jello cake at mom's house on my birthday. Instead, she brought two others, because, "I wasn't sure what kind you liked!" Moms never stop being moms.

On Sunday we ventured out for Lincoln's first trip to church. He did great! We've only been attending our church for a little over a month, but we received the sweetest baby gift and card from the "care and connection" group. It made me feel so...cared for and connected. Haha, good job guys. :) And I love that even though we are over an hour away from our hometown, in a much larger area saturated with churches, we have run into people who go to our church who are from Red Bud. In fact, this week a sweet new friend came up to me after the service and said something to effect of, "Okay, this is going to sound really creepy, but...I read your blog." Ahahaha. It really is a small world!

The list of household projects is never-ending around here. Eric spent all of last week while he was home assembling furniture...dressers, a bed, side tables. And after church he set to trimming the hedges.

He's going to love me for this picture. :) We already had our bushes professionally trimmed once since we moved in, and they already needed trimming again. Eric thought he'd do it himself this time. Eric ended his session conceding that, "I now know why we pay people to do this." Haha.

Lincoln was exhausted after standing outside to watch him.

It's a really hard life, you know.

Then Eric's parents stopped by and took the older kids to play while we ran some errands with the quietest Robert child and the LOUDEST one...aka: Miss Squeals-a-lot, aka: Charlotte Rose. She is a handful! Cute and temperamental, just like Gracie was. (Heaven help us.)

Grandma Joan snapped some pictures while they were at the park:

Can you guess which one of our kids this is?

It's Gracie. 

I seriously thought it was Evelyn at first.

Too big. Much too big.

We're just living everyday life here. We get little confirmations all the time that we are exactly where we are supposed to be right now, and it's a really great feeling. I had been waiting for this moment for quite a be moved, have the kids in school, have my baby here, be plugged in to a church, and just start to feel settled. We are finally there. It's a little bit like putting together a puzzle that we never had the full picture for as a reference. All of the pieces are now here, and we're able to enjoy arranging them and to see what life looks like on this side of things.  

A big part of that puzzle was switching schools and getting our big girls acclimated to a new environment. But that could be a whole post unto itself, so...more on that tomorrow! Hope you have a good day, friends!


Katie said...

And here I am reading your blog :) it was so nice to meet you at church last week! Definitely such a small world!!

Adrien said...

I THOUGHT that was you! I almost asked if you had your own blog, because I thought I recognized you from that, haha! Yay, hope we see you again soon. :)


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