My Bumbo Baby!

I can not believe how big Mallory Jo is getting! I suspect that she KNOWS that she has to grow up fast to run with those other two! I am not nearly as obsessed with her reaching milestones as I was with the twins, so I am enjoying her accomplishments more so than I did with Faith and Cameron. With them, it was almost as if I had a checklist..."Ohhhh, you need to do this, that, and this before this time! Ahhh....you did that...check...now on to the next!" I am much more laid back and it is SO much more enjoyable!

Here is my big girl sitting in her Bumbo! She actually likes the thing. I find that surprising since her siblings did not like ANY seat of ANY kind. So, I am proud of her for being such a big girl AND glad that we are getting some use out of all these contraptions that we have! YAY MALLORY JO!

A Softer Side

Seems like I am always blogging about something that the twins are getting into. They DO have a calmer side, too!...a rather sweet side might I add. Therefore, this post is to illustrate that calmer, sweet side.

The twins just LOVE Mallory Jo. I must say that I am very proud of how well they handle her and how much they seem to care for her! Whenever she cries, they rush to find a bottle or pacifier. It's just so darn cute. We got very tickled  when Cameron woke up this morning and came running to the living room, seeming to be excited to see his daddy. However, as Cody reached his arms out for his little man, Cameron ran straight by him in pursuit of finding Mallory Jo! SO SWEET! Below are pictures of Cameron and Faith loving their little sis!

If there is anyone that Faith and Cameron love as much as Mallory Jo, it would have to be their daddy! Oh, how they love Cody....I must say that I am a little jealous! ;)  Below is one of my favorite moments of each day. One, because I am glad to see some help so I can cook dinner (and I AM still trying to win that battle!), and two, because it's just the sweetest thing to see. Each day, the kids wait for their daddy to pull into the drive. Cody has now even started coming through the front door so he can see their excited faces through the window!!! Makes my heart smile!!!

Finally, I have to be honest and say that Cameron and Faith do more fighting (espescially these last few days) than playing together. However, there are those moments that they give eachother a helping hand....I think that they thought they were being funny here! LOL! THOSE two!!!

A New Name

So...Cameron has a new name. It's Camer. The kids are just so proud that they can climb up onto the bed. I would love this accomplishment if it meant that they would climb in, lay down, and sleep! However, that is not the case. They like to jump, throw pillows, wrestle, and tear things up...or down should I say. Yep...down. Notice that Cameron's name is missing some letters. They are determined to get all of them. I must say that they are hard working and determined little boogers. See how proud Faith is? That goofy grin gets her out of all kinds of trouble! I LOVE these kids!

Sweet Mallory Jo

I can not believe that Mallory Jo is nine weeks old! Time sure does fly by...well...some days around here seem to drag by...BUT...it seems like yesterday that we were heading to the hospital so excited to meet MJ!

I took Mallory Jo to the doctor today. She is now twelve pounds and thirteen ounces...WHOA!!! She is in the 90th percentile in weight. She is 22 1/2 inches long. She sure was a trooper today. She got three shots and didn't cry much at all! The doctor changed her formula once again. MJ stays constipated and this was the reason for the change. I am hoping that this one will work for us and we will soon be sleeping through the night without any tummy troubles!

After the appointment, Mallory Jo let me get some shopping done (I went to do that dreaded swimsuit shopping since I don't fit into any of mine...and...well...that's a whole 'nother blog. Let's just say that Mama got a Mama swimsuit. You know, the kind with the skirt and all???)! She slept the entire time for the most part. I was SOOOOO proud!

I am posting a picture that was taken a couple of days ago. She sure can give a pretty smile can't she?

Weighing In

So, I didn't take any pictures this weekend. Nothing too exciting  occurred. I had a yard sale, which brought in only enough money to pay for the gas that I burned travelling to the yard sale's location (BIG BUMMER). The kids enjoyed a pool party and they ate homemade ice-cream for the first time at YaYa's.

Therefore, I'll post a goal of mine. I figure that if I post it for the whole wide world to view, then I might just stick to it....

I'm on a mission. I desperately want to lose weight....or really just regain some sort of a figure. Having three children in the matter of fifteen months, has taken a toll on the body. You know, I had a wake-up call...actually several. When your child lifts up your shirt to play with your belly button that is still all out of whack, it's a wake-up call. When someone tells you that your older sister is the "little one," it's a wake-up call. When someone tells you, "Ooohhhh...look at those hips,!!!" I consider that a wake-up call. Finally, when you clean your closet and you have nothing but a couple of shirts and pants that fit, that's definitely a wake-up call. Oh, my size is in the double digits, by the way.

Therefore, I have begun a couch to 5K plan. It starts off very slow, which is what I need. I have not exercised since before the dreaded bed rest with the twins. I must admit that I did not do much exercising then. I HATE EXERCISE. I LOVE TO EAT. I don't mind admitting that. So, I am run/walking now. I am only consuming 1500 calories a day. Do you know how much you can eat with 1500 calories? NOTHING. I like to eat that in one sitting. So, it's been very, very, VERY hard.

I am an overachiever. I expect positive results shortly after I set my mind to do something...BIG...POSITIVE...results. Do you know how much weight I lost this week..two pounds...THAT'S IT!!! Realistically, I know that that's good, but I'm STARVING!!! I also realize I shouldn't expect to look like Barbie right after having a herd of children...but c'mon!!!

I came across this picture the other day while I was deleting photos from my camera. It reminds me to not be so hard on myself while also motivating me. It's me at my heaviest when I was expecting the twins....I think that I weighed in at 180??? YEP!  I would love to say, "Hey, look how huge I was...and I got back to looking like THIS!" Of course, I would never say that, but I sure would like to think it! Very few have seen this photo, so I'm cringing as I post it...BUT...I figured if anything that it would get a good laugh since my posts are usually light with funny pictures of the twins. Sooo...here it goes!!! :O

My goal: twenty pounds by September 1st.

Do I Cook?

...well... I would not say that I ever LOVED to cook. I'm more into the eating part. However, I DID cook a whole lot more before the twins. Well, actually before the bedrest before the twins. Someone asked me the other day WHEN I had time to cook. I thought about it and realized, "Hey...I really don't anymore."

So, I decided to cook today. Cody wanted one of those vidalia onion casseroles. So, I thought that I could atleast do that...along with some other things. Shortly into the process of the cooking (I was by myself with all three might I add), it hit me WHY I don't cook. Mallory was screaming in the swing. I moved her to the bouncy seat but that didn't work. Faith and Cameron were actually playing sweetly in the dining/playroom...or so I thought. When I rounded the corner, this is what I saw. After I flipped out, I snapped some pictures.

Yep, the table was push across the room. My rugs were pulled up and tossed aside. The vent was pulled out of the floor. I love how Faith is pointing to it all the while jabbering. I can imagine that she was saying, "I didn't do it!!!"

Ahhh...so do I cook? Not likely for a long time.

Did I mention that the casserole was TERRIBLE???

Memorial Day Fun

Wouldn't you know it? As soon as I decide to blog, I start having computer trouble!!! This dumb computer WILL NOT stay connected to the Internet, so I am having a hard time here! Let's catch up...

Memorial Day was not very eventful. We did the normal routine at the house...the babies HAD to have a nap before we attempted ANY events! Around 4ish, we went to YaYa's (Cody's mom) to take our first dip of the summer in a "big" pool. At first, Faith did NOT like it, which was strange since she is out little dare devil. She eventually LOVED it, though. Cameron LOVED it from the beginning. Both of them wanted to be dipped, thrown, spun...the wilder the better. They even tried to float! It was just too hot for Mallory so we were in and out of the house. She was a sweet girl while we were there. We finished the afternoon with hamburgers off the grill.