A General Sort of Post

It has been almost a year since I posted a blog. Life has gotten just a little (okay, a lot) crazy since our newest little was born (on Thanksgiving!!) and I’ve let the blogging go to the back burner.

But we are l still here. So here’s a bit of an update.

Ella was born just after 11PM on November 24, 2016. She was just as beautiful and perfect as her sisters, and she fit right into our little family. She is now almost 7 months old, and is our laid back, bubbly, happy, smiley little baby. She goes with the flow and flirts with everyone in sight, and her big grins and giggles make everyone around her smile, whether they want to or not, haha.

I was very happy that, this time around, my PPD was not nearly so extreme as it was for Chelsea. The depression itself was quite mild. This time it was more postpartum anxiety that got me. A lot of panic attacks and fear of inadequacy as a parent going on to start with. But I had feared the PPD so much that I was in constant contact with my doctor and midwives, and was able to get the help that I needed with my PPA sooner rather than later. 💗 Remember: there’s no shame in asking for or accepting help!! Always reach out to a care provider if you feel like something is wrong. No one who matters will judge you for getting the help you need to be a good mom/happy human. ❤️

Chelsea turned 2 at the beginning of June, and she is my adventurous little daredevil. She has no fear, which scares the you-know-what out of me. But her bright blue eyes, mischeviois little grin, and delighted little laugh tug at my heartstrings. She is shy, and doesn’t talk much unless we are at home. But she is determined to keep up with her big sister, and loves to play and crawl into my lap for snuggles.

Briana is four and a half now. 😭 She started preschool in January, and she’s a sassy little thing. We’ve been butting heads a lot because she acts just like me. (I KNOW that’s why it gets under my skin, lol!) Bri loves school and is quite upset that we are done for the summer. She loves to learn, and is looking forward to Pre-K in the fall with her same teachers again. She wants to know the “why” and “how” of everything. She’s my budding little scientist. I’m doing my best to encourage her love of learning, and try to answer all her questions (with the help of Google at times).

Husband has a new job (yay) and is doing quite well. 

I’m still doing the editing stuff from home, which is a blast, and also selling Jamberry, which is fun.

I’m perpetually sleep deprived, and I feel like pulling my hair out most days. I’m more snappish than I want to be, and yell more than I care to admit. But at the end of the day when I get to kiss three precious girls and tell them I love them and that I hope they sleep well…it makes me realize it’s all worth it. And I do my best to not beat myself up too much about the moments when I fail to be as patient and kind as I aim to be.

I never really got the meaning of that saying, “The days are long but the years are short.” At least until I became a mom.

I’m hoping to start blogging again. I may be going back to edit all my blogs to just use the girls’ first initial. Just for privacy reasons. I’m feeling particularly paranoid lately, I guess.

At any rate…if you’re reading this, thanks for sticking around. ❤️