Welcome Baby Nora!

It’s been 7.5 weeks since baby Nora was born, and I have to admit, newborn life is a lot busier than I remember! Let’s see if I can get mostly caught up on the last few weeks to pave the way for more timely updates!

I began my maternity leave here in southwest VA from Fairfax with what I thought was a nice, comfy, 10 day cushion before baby Nora’s due date. Yeah. No such luck. I got in Thursday night/Friday morning and Robbie and I joked that it was our last night NOT having the family together. Luke, Natalie and I spent the weekend packing things up at my parents house and I prepared to have a little R&R before baby Nora came at a date I felt would surely be later. Saturday night strange feeling contractions started and then my water broke while I was staring at myself in the mirror.

Side note: I highly recommend the experience of having to look yourself in the eyes when your water breaks. It’s really…something.

So one 2:30 a.m. shower and a quickly chauffeured trip to the hospital later, we were prepping to meet the newest little princess! Labor was exhausting. And it hurt. I always forget about that part. I always think that I haven’t, but I totally do forget until I’m there in it. I have a few little moments that I will forever remember. One of which is holding perfectly still in terrible pain getting my epidural situated for probably 7 straight hours. I don’t know, some people say that’s an exaggeration but I’m just telling you what I remember. Anyway, the only thing in my vision with my head resting down on my arms was Robbie’s Mr. Rogers “You Are Special” shirt. Now every time he wears it I have this horrible urge to yell “You did this to me!” while immobile.

Baby Nora needed to be born quickly because she was ALL KINDS of wrapped up in her cord. Watching her sleep now that she’s on this side of my stomach, I can totally see why. They said we needed to have the baby, so I delivered! Quickly. Like, three-ish pushes and done quickly. I would’ve dropped my IV bag and walked away, but I worked so hard to be still for my epidural and it insisted I stay in bed.

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Baby Nora arrived a ~1:30ish p.m. on August 16, just in time to meet her overwhelming proud brother and sister, and all of our wonderful family.

I’ll never forget the wonderful feeling of seeing Robbie hold our daughter for the first time. I’ll never forget Luke and Natalie freaking OUT over how cute she was and how tiny her feet were when they saw her for the first time since they’d met her on her birthday.

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A lot of people worry when they have one kid, how they will ever love two, but it always works out. For the record, it’s the same going from two to three. It’s less like splitting a finite amount of love, and more like obtaining a brand new helping of love. And it’s even more awesome because bonus love and affection from everyone that’s here already.

It’s amazing and we’re so happy to have her here. Our family is so full of love. It’s happier and more fulfilling than anything I could have dreamed up for myself. It’s complete.

Five stars.

Would birth again.



My Kids Are so My Kids

This weekend, I took Luke and Natalie to the Color Run in Roanoke – a 5K where they throw colored corn starch at you and nobody actually races to win. The point is probably to spend as much time as possible tip-toeing through your favorite colors to look the loveliest at the finish line, but mostly everyone is hot and sweaty and the colors eventually just become caked in your hair. And I’m still gonna do it again in September when Color Me Rad comes to town 😉

The kids started out a little chilly, but as soon as Natalie could, she was up on stage rockin out! Luke was right behind her and although he had some reservation about dancing upon arrival, that quickly went away as we were standing in line waiting to start our wave and he decided to bust out his sweet break dance moves. He literally had a circle of women around him cheering him on. In the START line.

My kids love to dance!

If that wasn’t enough, Luke and Natalie hopped back on stage to pump a crowd of HUNDREDS finishing the race without missing a beat!

The also participated in one heck of a hula-hoop contest before the race!



My daughter complained about being exhausted. It must be so tough to be carried at least one mile out of three. At one point, I was lugging them both towards the finish line…but only for fun 🙂 My turn next time! 


First big kid trip to the carnival!

My kids are growing.  Like, way too fast!  Today I told Natalie she was hungry so often I was sure she was growing and she thought about it for a minute and quite enthusiastically declared I was right, that she had never been this tall before! ….so true!

This became very apparent to me when we entered the carnival this weekend and Luke was tall enough to ride on what was, in my opinion, the scariest grown-up ride there! Oh how I wish I’d captured a picture of this thing. Not only did it swing from extreme side-to-side, it twisted its passengers around til they were looking straight at the ground. I know that doesn’t sound impressive in blog form but it was nuts! I thought for sure he’d be scared of any more rides, but we actually had an overly exhausted cry, when leaving much too late, because the ride was shut down and he couldn’t do it again. And he’s not usually the daredevil of the two!

All stamped up and ready to ride!

We were so lucky to win unlimited ride passes from following a local station on Twitter so we rode everything.  A lot.  And stayed up far too late in the process.  Late enough for there to be some crying over the obtainment of water, rather than sweet tea, after we left.  As if this is unusual?  The bumper cars were a hit! …hahaha…I just made myself laugh out loud writing that.  Really helped me make the determination not to let my kids drive home.  I told them I was going to bump them, but Natalie protested… “Mommy! Please don’t bump us! We’re your kids!” All the more reason? Hmmm…

Time for takeoff!

Time for takeoff!

Natalie was especially a fan of the giant swing.  I liked it too, and made it through almost the entire evening of spinning, bumping, running, yelling without a headache.  Until we reached the Vortex, which Natalie could only ride with a grown-up.  And I was that grown-up.  Sorry to say, they were tea-cupping it themselves after that mess!

Tea-cuppin it up! Solo.

Tea-cuppin it up! Solo.

The kids also did a great job thanking the police officers they saw their in honor of National Police Week.  I was proud of them 🙂

It’s true, we laugh every day that we’re together.  But we haven’t laughed as much as we did at the carnival in I don’t know how long!  It’s a very different experience with two little kids who aren’t as little as they were last time.

And nobody even threw up :)

And nobody even threw up 🙂