Friday, January 17, 2014

Miller is 5, 6 and 7 weeks old!

Well, she's actually 8 weeks today but let's reverse for a moment. Most days I feel like I'm on a treadmill or better yet, a hamster wheel. I'm running running running but not really getting anywhere. Drop offs and pick ups from preschool, in and out of three car seats a zillion times a day, vacuuming up enough golden retriever hair every day that could produce three generous sized fur coats and still finding time to feed sweet little Miller every three hours. She is another really "good" baby. We are lucky people. She eats well, poops well, smiles a lot and sleeps great too. We finally hired a cleaning lady and I have to restrain myself from kissing her when she comes to the door.  So far, let me bite my tongue, the transition from two to three has been easier than from one to two. Welcome to our crazy, Miller Louise.

Miller Louise 
5 weeks
10 lbs    75th percentile
20.5 in  25th percentile
head circumference 36 cm  20th percentile 

There's that curious little swirl smack dab in the middle of her forehead. She is so going to curse that when she's older.

Poppop snatches her up every chance he gets. These girls are new to him after having three sons and many nephews.

We celebrated Mac's grandmothers 90th birthday on New Years Eve and we also celebrated 7 hours of straight, uninterrupted sleep.  

The entire Johnson clan came to Charleston to celebrate their matriarch:)

6 weeks!

Just like her sister at this age. Holding her head up like she was born that way and preferring to stand rather than lay in your arms. 

A trip to the Yorktown ship on another beautiful January day. We are lucky to call this city our home. 

She's usually held all day, which she prefers. Either strapped to my chest at the park or grocery store or in one of our eight arms. She lives life on the go. Naps in the car, naps in the stroller, meals in the car. It's her life and she's adapted well.

Little mini Mimi!!!

7 weeks
 She's 'cooing' and making the most delicious little noises now. I could swear that she turns into a baby dinosaur after her 4 am feed. Making it very difficult for us to fall back to sleep.
Grunt grunt snort snort

And proof that I gave birth to Maryn again...

I could play photo shoot ALL day!

And then she was done.

Friday, January 3, 2014

Miller is 3 & 4 weeks old!

At 3 weeks, we are still soaking in every newborn moment of her existence. Snuggles in bed, snuggles on the couch, snuggles ALL day long. She's getting herself on a nice little schedule and eats about every three hours during the day and gives us one 4 hr and one 5 hr stretch of sleep at night. We really like her. And I think she really likes us. 

I don't have a sister. I've always wanted one. I was always envious of the sister relationships that my friends had. I am so happy for these two. 

Maryn just can't get enough of her.

Maryn and Benham had their Christmas pageant and it was memorable!

Maryn was chosen to be Mary and she was so proud! 

Three weeks of holding a newborn was the perfect practice for holding baby Jesus.

And while Maryn was on center stage, Ben was doing this! I was going through my pictures and found this gem. Benham is busy scratching his 'stuff' and his best friend is busy picking his nose. BOYS.

He was also busy watching his big sister.

He has the sweetest face. Such a happy joyful little man. He will always give you a kiss when you ask for one and tell you that he loves you. Sometimes I just have to squeeze him.

And we have cheeks!!

First nap in her crib.

4 weeks and Christmas

She loves to smile in her sleep but gave me her first purposeful smile this week! Those smiles make my entire day. 

Santa Baby

There's that sweet smile again.

Our Elf, Jingle, left reindeer food on his last night. The kids made sure to sprinkle it with glitter so that it shimmered a path to our house on Christmas Eve.

Grandma eatin' her up.

They were giddy Christmas Eve. Twinkle in their eyes with such sweet anticipation.

Christmas morning waiting at the top of the stairs

It was a princess sort of Christmas

Mac frying up some Taylor Ham, a Cummings tradition.

Bode insists on being in the middle of the madness.

It was also a Jake and the Neverland Pirates sort of Christmas.

Their first picnic.

Merry Christmas!
May your New Year be filled with happiness, health and the love from even the smallest of creatures.