We had Hannah's first "friend" birthday party on Saturday at a bounce house. We invited a lot of cute little people and their parents and we all had a great time letting our kids play and letting the adults visit. Although, most importantly, all the kids took really long afternoon naps that day (at least that's what some of my friends reported).
The best part was that Matt (and mainly I) didn't have to do any work. We showed up with the cake. And we actually didn't even do that. Friend Abby showed up with our cake. We actually just showed up with the birthday girl.
See? The bounce house looked fun.
The next pictures are from today, Hannah's actual birthday.
We went out to eat where Hannah requested, Casa Grande and then came back to open a couple presents.
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| Olivia started dancing on the table, shaking her little hips and then she threw me this seductive look. Yikes. |
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| See Matt laughing in the background? Liv was doing a serious boogey down. |
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| She is 3! So she got pretty much anything she wanted today (including a ring pop). This may come back to bite me tomorrow. |
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| Opening some more presents from Nana and Papa. |
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| Those IU tatoos were from a friend at the bounce house party and we put them on yesterday. She loves the attention she gets with those on her face. |
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| This is Olivia weeping because I wasn't holding her. So mean! |
1. Hannah had a well child check up today. She weighed 30lbs (more than I thought!), which put her in the 50th %. She was 38in tall which put her in the 78th %. The doctor projected her to be between 5'5" to 5'7". She was so good at the appt and the doctor was so impressed by her behavior. Little did he know that Hannah can be bought with suckers and gum:) Her BP was 78/60. Isn't that cute?
2. During the appt he asked what kind of milk she drinks. When I said our whole family drinks whole milk (except for me, I am milk intolerant), he wasn't too excited about that. He suggested switching to 2% and when I was still hesitant he said, "Well, do you have any family history of cholesterol problems?" I thought for a second and said, "No, not really." I was thinking I had heard my 80-something year old paternal grandma was on cholesterol meds, but geez, by the time I'm 80, I'd better have high cholesterol because I'm going to be living on ice cream and cookies.
3. I needed to go to WalMart and get some groceries where I picked up some 2% milk (grrrr). I was putting it away in the fridge when the thought smacked me in the head (three hours later)...... our family history doesn't matter regarding cholesterol. Hannah's adopted. Oh yeah.
4. We tried to start a family for 3.5 years before we adopted. We have now been parents for three years. We are finally approaching the time where we have been parents longer than we tried to get pregnant. So you'll have to excuse the fact that I am still in awe of the fact that I have kids.
5. We prayed for Miss A today. We prayed that God would somehow touch her heart, and wrap His arms around her. That she would come to know Him so we can spend eternity together. That she would be at peace today, that she would be confident that her daughter is well-loved and a pretty awesome kid.
6. I love three. I would give anything to hold newborn Hannah again, but then I would give her back and request my three year old back. While she is Miss Sassy a little too much, I love love our conversations and her sweet spirit. I love watching my kids grow up. I'm not a sappy mom that is sad when they get older. While I do think the time is going way too fast, I am excited for the future. I am excited for kindergarten, for the awkward years, for the teenaged years, for the sports, for our relationships to develop. It's all awesome. I need 8 more kids.
7. My desire to get pregnant has diminished to a mere curiousity. A weird thought popped into my head, thinking what would I do if I found out I was pregnant. And I was sincerely ambivalent. While I wonder what it would be like to backpack through Europe (probably fun), or smoke some pot (that's probably fun too?), those are both thoughts so far away and so not part of my realm of being that I can't even take either thought seriously (aren't you glad to know how I feel about drug use?). That's kind of what I think about pregnancy. Anyway, I thought you should know, 6.5 years into infertility, 2 kids later and waiting for a 3rd, I'm over it.
8. Hannah-bear, you are loved. More than you will ever understand, until you have your own kids.
2 comments:
When you write from your heart as you did from this post, I'm often jumping up and down... "That's me, too!" I totally agree with everything you wrote on #7. But I'd have to be smoking some of that pot mentioned in #7 to ever write, "It's all awesome. I need 8 more kids," :)
Oh, and my Hannah just grew out of her brown polka dotted sweatsuit that is the same as what your Hannah is wearing in that photo. Too funny!
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