Redeeming myself...

As I was catching up on uploading photos, I realized that I did in fact take some project52 pics the week before Emily got hurt and totally forgot about them! I am including them in this weeks post to make myself feel better about taking credit for 3 weeks last week!

I LOVE THIS KID! He is developing such a personality and is constantly trying to keep up with his big brother and sisters. Yesterday he figured out how to climb up onto the furniture, and hopefully soon he will figure out how to get back down without doing a face plant into the floor! He is too big for his own britches (literally and figuratively!) We are working on teaching him some sign language...more, thank you, please, all done...because he has developed a "lovely" method of communication when he is wanting something...he over and over, and with increasing volume says "eh..eh..eh..Eh..Eh..EH..EH..EH..EHHH..EHHH..EHHH", until the need is met. It drives us all crazy, but it also cracks me up that as soon as you give him what he wanted, he mumbles what I think is his "Thank You" and then turns and toddles away. He is cutting 6, yes I said, 6 new teeth. All 4 one year molars and two on the top as well, and he just finished adding two on the bottom! He eats like he may never see another meal and another big milestone...no more bottles! YEAH to not having to buy another can of formula!! He isn't much for snuggling these days...he is pretty much always on a mission. So when I get a chance to hold him, and he isn't squirming to get down, I get in as many squeezes and kisses as I can!

Week 26, 27, 28/52

I am behind...I think I have started a few other posts with this line...but I guess that's life. We set out with a plan, and there are interruptions...some good, some bad, some necessary, some a waste of time, but with a full life, they are unavoidable. Our summer has been interrupted. Interrupted by baseball, 8 year old boys who are testing their independence (I may be blogging about this), and this last week interrupted by a scary fall that resulted in an ambulance ride, a concussion, and 10 stitches for little Emily. You can read the whole story here (there are some graphic photos, so just be forewarned). I said in that post, that the first 30 seconds after the accident "rocked my world". That may seem dramatic. I suppose especially dramatic to a parent who has experienced much worse trauma, or perhaps even loss. But in those initial moments when time seemed to be in slow motion, and I looked at that injured girl through mommy's eyes, fear penetrated to the core of my soul. Fear that she, that we, that life as we knew it would be different. Sitting here now, it seems silly to even type that...now that she is back to being Emily, and is all put back together, stitches ready to come out tomorrow, no evidence of concussion remaining. All I know is that I am overwhelmingly thankful for the outcome and was reminded of how deeply I love my children. So for this weeks photos...Little Miss Emily and a very grateful mommy.

Right after getting home from the ER

early morning the next day...much improved

Sink bath

I have wanted to just hold her in my arms all week. I am in hypersensitive protective mode...she seems to be oblivious to the fact that she has a huge gash in her forehead and charges through her day head first...I have been in a constant state of nausea! =)

Lots of extra kisses and loving...any chance I get

More pictures from our family's fun night of summer lovin' can be seen here