Tornado Isaac..

To be so little.. he sure knows how to make a big mess.. in a very short amount of time.

Here is what i love. The time on this photo 3:15:15 (as in 15 seconds).. now look at the next one

3:15:20. yep.. five seconds, folks. that child is wishy washy. And Im sure I made a funny face to get him to laugh.

He is quite adorable. imo.

We had a "scare" with the nursing. He had started to bite me. So the nursing got down to a minimum. I was trying all the "tricks" to get him to stop and nothing was helping. Then he got a cold, which included a stuffy nose, and it was near impossible for him to suck and breathe at the same time.

I was sure our nursing time was coming to an end. But thankfully, he is breathing better AND has stopped biting me. Although, he does get an inkling to try and bite me every once in a while and I get a stern voice and say "OWW! NO BITE." And it seems to be registering now.

So hopefully I can actually make it to his first birthday (May 12th). Which would be a first for my kiddos. That's my prayer, anyway.

adios.

She has my heart...

Sweet dreams..

My MIL was over the other night and was going to get Isaac out of his bed so that I could feed him. He was sleeping (quite soundly, I might add) and she came out of his room saying.. "oh you have to come take a picture of this.."

So here ya go..

Wook at those wips.

Such a sweet boy.

(and yes, I woke a sleeping baby to eat .. it was his last feeding for the night and I needed him to eat.. nursing moms know what im talking about). ;-)

daddy and son..

Yes. I am a blessed woman.

I know. I get it.

he eats what he can..

Ode to Isaac..

This angel is 8 months old. Unbelievable.

His royal fatness, chunk-a-monk, hoss..etc.. has my heart. Melts it daily.

it's obvious he has a healthy self esteem:

and because he is absolutely yummy.. I can NOT stop taking his picture..

and for the record.. because I was without a camera for three months of his life.. I am making up for lost time. That's all. ;-)

an evolution in babywearing..

WHO is that YOUNG gal?? Here is where it all started: The baby bjorn, with my firstborn.

I realized very quickly (however, not quick enough) that thing was WAY over rated and very uncomfortable.. for me and (what appeared) my baby..

so then.. I borrowed a sling from my sister:

of course I didn't know that it was WAY too long for my torso.. but it was very much better than the bjorn. On an aside, you can fix the sling or get one that fits you accurately. I love slings!!

Then I moved to the wonderful Moby Wrap:


I love the Moby.. especially for those newborns. And it is so cozy. for both of us..

and then finally.. to what, i think, is the best thing I have EVER purchased: The Ergo Baby.

I will put in a plug.. you can do smaller babies in the Ergo (it comes with an attachment).. but I truly love the moby for new babies.

they are just so yummy snuggly.


what is your favorite carrier??

Nursing is the best..

Even toddlers know that..

Overwhelmed by 2!

My sweet girl, Eva Isabel, you are 2 years old today.

You share this day with another of my favorite girls, your Aunt Mishka. I love that you both have the same birthday.

Eva you are such a joy to me in so many ways. While you are insanely mischievous (just like your oldest brother Jorge was) you are just too cute to be "mad" at. Already by 2 you have.. had me call Poison control twice, you had a stint of taking off your diaper at every turn, hid my cell phone many times (after you manage to turn it off), played happily in my laundry detergent and dumped it all over the laundry room floor, climbed up onto the top bunk of the boys bed (and demand that I come get you, every.single.time) and tormented your brothers in special ways that only you can.

But oh sweet girl, you have way more sweetness in that little petite body than you could ever have "trouble." When your brothers come out of the bathroom from getting discipline, you are standing at the door and open your arms and say, "uh huuug."

You love to sing songs. Your favorites include:

-itsy bitsy spider, Jesus loves Me, God is so good, and "Happy" as you say (If you are happy and you know it).

You light up every room you walk in to. You say "Hey" with a big smile to anyone you come in contact with. You give orders better than anyone. You are talking way earlier than your smart brothers did. Every day you amaze me with what you know. In fact, just yesterday you got upset when I said you couldn't have any more "candy." And you said, "Mommy. Meeean." That, you got from your brothers ("You being mean").

Your brothers adore you. They share their toys better with you than they do with each other. And your little brother already adores you too. You love your "Ikick" and give him tons of slobbery kisses.

Well as we joke that we have 3 boys and a family idol.. we do know that you are so special to have. You bring so much to our family and we are thankful that God gave you to us. I love you sweet girl.

Kisses and squeeze hugs.

Blast from the past..

my hubby downloaded old photos from his phone.. thus the poor quality. but still fun to remember:

Eva with her daddy.

'wook at us mommy." I can remember that.. look how young they are!

Eva and her bald head!

Believe it or not.. they were sitting this way while watching a movie. too adorable.

me and my wittle girl.

Jorge about to pour dirt on Alex's head while "camping" at Maranatha.

One of daddy's favorite places to go with the kids.

Always bff's. I love this!

I love looking at old pictures.. Reminds me that no matter how hard that season was.. God got us through and WOW what precious babies I have. ;-)

Whats up? come and see..

Crazy. I tell ya. Crazy. That's what's up.

Life with four is no different than life with three. It's the "having a newborn" that is the adjustment.

I've gotten thrush from Isaac (my first child to ever have this, btw) so since my ninnies are raw and bleeding I am pumping and giving the boy a bottle until they recover. Fun times. He likes the bottle so thats a good thing. But I can't wait to be nursing again.

Still don't have a new van since mine died two weeks ago. However, I am thankful for my friend that is letting me use her minivan while she drives her suv.

Our house is off the market. We are good with that. We love the house, we were just hoping for something bigger (than 1300 sq ft). But God has us in the cozy house for His purposes and our sanctification (tight spaces cause that to happen at accelerated rates, btw) and I know there will be many more fun memories made here for however long the Lord has us here.

Here is my "man child" .. before his makeover..


and here he is after..


He loves the Moby Wrap.. and I do too..


Eva liked having him "play" in her bed (really we put him in there and then woke her up from her nap. She didn't know what to do).. "what? Wait, why is he in my bed?"

Okay i gotta go, again.. so more pictures later.

adios.

WHOA baby!

Heck yeah, I pushed that big boy out!

I promise.. the birth story will come soon. Im a little busy at the moment.. but thought I'd share this precious picture.. captured by Natalie..

Happy Easter.. cup half full..

Cup half full: at least they were all sitting still. (even though not one of them smiled for the camera. My little precious family. I love 'em. Smiles or not).

Do you notice a pattern here?

This silly monkey smiles AS SOON as she sees you bring the camera out.  

Geez.  What a ham, huh?  but she sure is adorable.  

Eva Isabel

Eva on her first birthday (back in August).