In a small miracle, Ben and Haylee also had their daughter, Dylan Avery, at 5:05pm, same day, same hospital. They were five rooms away! There are a couple pictures of both girls below. Hopefully they will be good friends!
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Mira Sofia Watts
Mira Sofia Watts joined us at 5:50pm on March 28th (although she didn't get her name until last night). :) She was 7 lbs 4 oz and 19 inches long. She is a beautiful healthy little girl with tons more hair than Emilia had--and it's dark! I think she's going to have brown eyes, too. They seem more brown than Emilia's were at birth. She's been a good girl so far. :) We came home last night and had a pretty good night. She doesn't like to be woken up to eat, although that will probably change in a few days. My mom took Emilia last night, so we only had to worry about one little girl. I'm excited to see her again tonight though! Am I up for the challenge of taking care of two little beauties? We'll see, I guess. :)
In a small miracle, Ben and Haylee also had their daughter, Dylan Avery, at 5:05pm, same day, same hospital. They were five rooms away! There are a couple pictures of both girls below. Hopefully they will be good friends!
In a small miracle, Ben and Haylee also had their daughter, Dylan Avery, at 5:05pm, same day, same hospital. They were five rooms away! There are a couple pictures of both girls below. Hopefully they will be good friends!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Happenings
I've finally got things back in order after we switched bedrooms last Monday. I was starting to get a little worried that I would go into labor and our rooms would still be disaster areas. But, as usual, I worried for no reason. I've got Emilia's and the new little one's princess room all decorated and organized except for some things I want to hang on the wall and have to wait for Steve to have an evening free to help. My bedroom is also clutter-free, albeit devoid of all decoration. I figure no one's going to really notice for a while, so I'm not too worried about that part.
One of the reasons I was worrying about going into labor before I was done organizing (can you say "nesting-to-the-point-of-ridiculousness"?) is because I feel like my body is getting geared up for it (even though my official due date is 3 weeks from today). My ligaments are definitely loose. I waddle like a penguin wherever I go. :) And at my doctor's appointment this morning, I was dialated to 2 centimeters and 75% effaced. Besides, I have always believed I would go closer to my original due date, which was March 28th (if you recall, the changed it to April 7th because of the ultrasound). I could be totally wrong and I could go for another three weeks, but I was right with Emilia, so I'm stickin' with my guns until I'm proven wrong. :)
Here is the latest precociousness from Emilia (and yes, she is quite obsessed with princesses lately):
We were playing with her prince and princess figurines the other day and Emilia had her fairy figurine dancing with Prince Charming. At one point in the dance, Emilia let go of them, expecting them to stand. Prince Charming did because he has a base, but her fairy, who she calls Elina, does not, so she fell over. Emilia immediately informed the prince, "Prince Charming, Elina just fell in love with you."
This morning Emilia was singing "Little Bunny Foo Foo." She had spent most of the weekend with Nana Frohlich, so I asked if Nana had been singing that for her. She responds, "No, Nana's husband named Grandpa was."
The other day Emilia pointed out a Prince Charming figurine we have and told me that he was Cinderella's prince. I asked who Sleeping Beauty's prince was and she correctly responded, "Prince Philip!" Then in her cute matter-of-fact way, she adds, "And my prince...is Daddy!"
As a mother who thinks Hollywood and the book industry are conspiring against the happiness of all young women by selling them a pack of lies about what love actually is, I am slacking in my duties to safeguard my child from it all. Emilia told me very matter-of-factly recently that if she dances gracefully, all her dreams will come true, and that if you dance with a prince, he falls in love with you.
Emilia is in the habit of making up verbs. Her most recent one: Royaling. She is currently wearing her royaling dress waiting for her royaling carriage so she can become a princess.
Emilia is such a sensitive little soul. I decided to sing something new at bedtime tonight, so I picked one of the more upbeat ballads that I memorized as a teenager--Little Bitty Tear. You can hear it at the link (I think). As I sang the last line, she told me to stop, and I realized she was crying! She had to wipe away the tears with her blankie. "I don't like that song, Momma." I felt so bad!
We always tell Emilia she has a cute little bum. Her today: "I have a cute little bum. When I get big, I'm going to have a big bum like yours, Mom."
Also today (while eating dinner at the in-laws): "Mom, Grandpa likes to eat." She didn't mention anyone else. Just Grandpa.
Recently, if I ask Emilia if she dreamed about anything (after she wakes up in the morning), her response is, "Yeah, I dreamed about dancing cupcakes." Sometimes she adds, "You can have a purple one, and I have a pink one, and daddy gets a blue one."
Steve's been writing his thesis for a while now and when he's working on it, I have to tell Emilia not to bug him. Today when we went to the library, she ran over to the kids' computers and told me she needed to work on her thesis. She faithfully pushed buttons on the keyboard for at least 10 minutes. :)
One of the reasons I was worrying about going into labor before I was done organizing (can you say "nesting-to-the-point-of-ridiculousness"?) is because I feel like my body is getting geared up for it (even though my official due date is 3 weeks from today). My ligaments are definitely loose. I waddle like a penguin wherever I go. :) And at my doctor's appointment this morning, I was dialated to 2 centimeters and 75% effaced. Besides, I have always believed I would go closer to my original due date, which was March 28th (if you recall, the changed it to April 7th because of the ultrasound). I could be totally wrong and I could go for another three weeks, but I was right with Emilia, so I'm stickin' with my guns until I'm proven wrong. :)
Here is the latest precociousness from Emilia (and yes, she is quite obsessed with princesses lately):
We were playing with her prince and princess figurines the other day and Emilia had her fairy figurine dancing with Prince Charming. At one point in the dance, Emilia let go of them, expecting them to stand. Prince Charming did because he has a base, but her fairy, who she calls Elina, does not, so she fell over. Emilia immediately informed the prince, "Prince Charming, Elina just fell in love with you."
This morning Emilia was singing "Little Bunny Foo Foo." She had spent most of the weekend with Nana Frohlich, so I asked if Nana had been singing that for her. She responds, "No, Nana's husband named Grandpa was."
The other day Emilia pointed out a Prince Charming figurine we have and told me that he was Cinderella's prince. I asked who Sleeping Beauty's prince was and she correctly responded, "Prince Philip!" Then in her cute matter-of-fact way, she adds, "And my prince...is Daddy!"
As a mother who thinks Hollywood and the book industry are conspiring against the happiness of all young women by selling them a pack of lies about what love actually is, I am slacking in my duties to safeguard my child from it all. Emilia told me very matter-of-factly recently that if she dances gracefully, all her dreams will come true, and that if you dance with a prince, he falls in love with you.
Emilia is in the habit of making up verbs. Her most recent one: Royaling. She is currently wearing her royaling dress waiting for her royaling carriage so she can become a princess.
Emilia is such a sensitive little soul. I decided to sing something new at bedtime tonight, so I picked one of the more upbeat ballads that I memorized as a teenager--Little Bitty Tear. You can hear it at the link (I think). As I sang the last line, she told me to stop, and I realized she was crying! She had to wipe away the tears with her blankie. "I don't like that song, Momma." I felt so bad!
We always tell Emilia she has a cute little bum. Her today: "I have a cute little bum. When I get big, I'm going to have a big bum like yours, Mom."
Also today (while eating dinner at the in-laws): "Mom, Grandpa likes to eat." She didn't mention anyone else. Just Grandpa.
Recently, if I ask Emilia if she dreamed about anything (after she wakes up in the morning), her response is, "Yeah, I dreamed about dancing cupcakes." Sometimes she adds, "You can have a purple one, and I have a pink one, and daddy gets a blue one."
Steve's been writing his thesis for a while now and when he's working on it, I have to tell Emilia not to bug him. Today when we went to the library, she ran over to the kids' computers and told me she needed to work on her thesis. She faithfully pushed buttons on the keyboard for at least 10 minutes. :)
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
videos
Those of you who get this through email won't be able to see the videos unless you go to my blog.
This one is of her singing the Itsy Bitsy Spider. Mostly just for the cuteness factor of her voice. :)
I've been trying to get a video of her talking with her New Jersey accent, but she isn't cooperating. It's the "a"s in words like CAR, STAR, SPARKLE and such where it comes out the most, but I can't get her to say them on cue, and if I say them first, she doesn't have as much of an accent when she says them. I'll update the post if I can get a good video of it.
This one is of her singing the Itsy Bitsy Spider. Mostly just for the cuteness factor of her voice. :)
I've been trying to get a video of her talking with her New Jersey accent, but she isn't cooperating. It's the "a"s in words like CAR, STAR, SPARKLE and such where it comes out the most, but I can't get her to say them on cue, and if I say them first, she doesn't have as much of an accent when she says them. I'll update the post if I can get a good video of it.
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