Tuesday, January 27, 2015


Jackson gets up once a night and then once in the morning.  So on a normal night he gets up between 2-4 and then again 2-3 hours later.  Last night I was up at 2AM and then again at 5AM and then up at 7 for my day, it completely wipes me out, if I could get to bed earlier than midnight it might not be so bad but wow....Mama is sleepy.  My vocabulary is the first to go, if you have spoken to me recently, I am sorry.  I spend a lot more time than necessary finding the right words, only to fall back on just describing what I mean.  It's like speaking to a scatterbrained Porky the Pig.

It's beautiful here today so we went outside during my lunch break, I think Jackson will become a lover of the outdoors...he couldn't keep his eyes off the trees and the sky.  All snug in his first trip out in the front pouch.

The girls are extremely good at including him whenever I will let them, like playing the iPad here.

My crack cocaine. I LOVE sleeping babies.  This is his spot every night after we put the girls down.

Ol' Edward Scissor hands has been cutting up his face pretty good but look at that happy baby...completely not phased by the gash on his cheek.

Remember this "kid comparison" that my Mom did of me, Tadd, Austin and Tyler.  Holy smokes Jackson is like a little bit of all of us.

Well, and some of his father thrown in there.  Perhaps Joe and I look enough a like that it creates these little people that look so much like the both of us.

Austin loves being his big sister including (and almost especially) when he is upset.  Here he is fussing and she is bouncing him on her lap. She takes her job very seriously, which makes me happy...I may be a lot of things to a lot of people but I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am a good big sister.


Anne said...

Oh thank you thank you thank you!! (Do I say that every time you post? Sorry!) I love these pictures, even if it kills me inside a little bit to not be able to hold him. Ahhhh!!! He is SO beautiful!! Also I totally know exactly what you are talking about with the whole searching for the right word, and I don't want to alarm you, but I'm beginning to think it's possibly a permanent side effect of motherhood!!! Maybe not irreversible though...maybe once they get a wee bit bigger and bit less needy and loud maybe all those words will come back to us! Here's hoping. And besides they're all totally worth it, right?!

Anne said...

Oh my gosh!! Crystal, I just noticed he's laying on that quilt and I cannot believe it is still intact. I thought of it a little while ago and was a bit embarrassed that I thought it worthy of gifting to anyone. That picture just made me smile.