He's got a funny sense of humour this one...
He's grabbing his toes
He's owning Tummy Time
He's rolling over from his tummy to back
He's grabbing things with his hands and bringing them to his mouth
He is the happiest little guy.
OK NOW I'M HUNGRY! FEED ME!
xo
Life has been quite the blur since the arrival of our Littlest O'Brien but it's also been a whirlwind of joy and gratitude for all the love that has been showered on us from friends and family. We've had an enormous amount of generosity in the form of meals (fresh and frozen), babysitting, cleaning + tidying, renovations, gifts and hands-me-downs and everything in between.
Our winter has been its usual mix of everything: grey rainy skies, frozen clear days of rolling blue sky, warmer overcast days, and occasionally a beautiful sunny day reminiscent of early Fall. We had a spoiled visit of cozy chicken soup and gluten free treats from my high school friend Ashley, and with the sun just pouring into our home, there was no amount of "tired" that could stop me from taking a few snaps of Little Wren and her balmy blue eyes.
Wren - Newborn
Wren - 3 Months
I was blown away how much she had groans since her last visit which was only a few weeks ago when Ash and Nicole came to meet Feather for the first time. My heart went into panic mode realizing how different Feather will be in 5 months time and, after having two kids, knowing how fast those 5 months are going to pass. Feather will be sitting up, laughing, trying solids, rolling around and being a little menace with his rowdy older siblings.
*melt*
Chloe jumped in for a few shots with her little buddy
How fast time is flying.
These little beauties are going to be rebel teenagers before we know it.
xo
It's taken us just a little over 3 weeks, but we just might have a name for him too!
We've been calling him Feather for the last 3 weeks since he was born. Chloe suggested the name because he was sooooo sooofffftttt. He was born 6:19pm on December 26th at Women's Hospital where he was welcomed by Kevin, the kids, my mom and my dear friend Lindsay who not only photographed the birth, but also assisted as a midwife throughout my labour.
I didn't think I would or could miss this belly, but I do on occasion
We are an unstoppable team. This labour thing is "old hat"
My Doctor broke my waters at 2pm hoping to have this baby in the same two hour period that I had Chloe when they broke my waters. With only a few mild contractions throughout the first two hours, it was suggested that we induce with oxytocin. This was not the route I had planned for. After having them attempt to hook me up to the IV and missing my vein, I opted for some time and space in which I let go of my anxiety and nervousness and courageously embraced my inner ability to get my contractions started. After a quick snack and my newfound energy, I got my contraction rolling and after about 2 hours, my little baby boy was born!
My darling husband
Big Brother Momo gently feeling his newborn baby brother's tiny tiny toes
Big Sister Chloe conceding to the fact that she has a little brother instead of the little sister she had been hoping for. Even at the tender age of 4, she couldn't help but fall in love despite not getting what she wanted.
A joyful ME, so happy, relieved and proud of myself for getting through labour one last time and so grateful for a healthy little baby to fall in love with.
We stayed for two nights in a tiny corner room where we were virtually left on our own as veterans to enjoy our peaceful time alone with Baby before heading back home to chaos.
Feather has been a gem. He is the best little baby of them all. He sleeps so much compared to the other two, allowing me to accomplish tidying and cleaning the mountains of mess that spread like wildfire between the juggling of school schedules, meals, toys, and renovations. The nights, so far, have been a breeze with only a couple of feedings a night and once he is done he goes right back to sleep. I never have to get out of bed to walk or bounce him around for hours on end. He is the sweetest most darling little guy!
Our first Family Photo from New Year's Eve
2015 is off to a beautiful start!
Looking forward to the joy this year has to bring!
xo
Wren was days old when we first met up with her back in July. Over the past 3 months, she has plumped right up and begun to share her sweet smile with the rest of the world.
If this isn't the spitting image of her mother, I don't know what is
SUCH and Ashley face you are pulling right now, Little Wren
Happy 3 months to Mama + Baby
You are doing an amazing job Ash!
xo