9 Months Later (yada yada yada)

One can say many things about being a mom of two and why this blog has been so deprived...but I prefer to just yada yada yada this.....as here we are.

Grace is almost 11 Months, Luella is 3.

 (photos charlablue)

Grace is the Queen Baby Stinker Bottom.
Luella is the Princess.
Papa is the Queen Papa Stinker Bottom of the Whole World.
Mom is mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom.......

Luella loves her princesses, goes to preschool, and pees in a pull up.

Grace laughs a lot, screams at you if you leave the room, and is afraid to walk.

Papa is tired.

Mom lost her brain somewhere and if you find it please return.

Luella's newest quotes involve drastic measures....everything thing is either "forever" or "never ever again." She lets me know what are good choices and which are bad. Mostly mine and papa's. She is am emotional  roller coaster of fantastic to frazzled. Her fuse is short, her wit is beyond her years, and she can anticipate everyones actions, so beware, this could lead to more "forevers" or "nevers." This is like a preschool letter of recommendation. She can ride you bike on her own. She wants to be perfect. She must be understood. She loves to draw. She loves candy. She like disneyland. She is brave. SHe always wants to try again. She She gives me a run for my money, yet among all the chaos we connect in this strange, strange way but we connect. She loves her sister, sometime a little too much. She want to be in charge of her and wished she was just a little bit older so she could thrower her on her hip and be on her way.

Grace is an coordinated and thoughtful little girl. She loves her sami (paci), calls me mom, aaron pa pa sometimes), if she you won't gift her wants she wants she growls, throws her head back to only only quickly reverse the action and burry a scrunched up face into her chest. She called Luella Nu Nu, yesterday and if you have something she wants she will tell you Ni. She has 3 1/2 teeth, yes a 1/2, there is a stubborn on in there. She eats people food and started crawling at some point. See thinks she is super cool, she thinks she is 5, she thinks she has the right anything she wants. She is calm, content and could people watch for hours. She hates nursing during the day but love to during the night. She only wants to sleep cuddled next to mom, although she shares a room with her sister at the beginning of the night foe about 2 hours. She loves bananas. She gets irritated when Lu get in her grill and mad when luella doesn't allow to get up in Lu's space. To stops for cuddle breaks, with me, the floor, her blanket, her high chair tray, pretty much anything. She checking in with herself and quickly reflecting on life and she is on her way. She has a raspberry on her belly. She can find her head. She will give you knuckles. She laughs easily. Her temper is short. She smile is big.

Happy Birthday Megan {Armstrong Flower Fields}

On March 27th we surprised Auntie Megan at work with a birthday present, then headed to lunch and the Armstrong Flower Fields. 

 Luella's classic..."it will be otay" hand, usually when she is doing something she shouldn't be doing!

 Panning for gold and special gems.

 Happy birthday Auntie Meg... you ROCK!

Luella was mostly entertained by playing the drainage system for the flower field.

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Figuring It Out {TWO}

Graces is now two-months olds and maternity Leave is weird...I definitely don't want to be at work, but this stay at home mom gig (even part time) is hard, but also fun, exhausting, amazing, and challenging. If you know me I am up for a good challenge, but not when it means you have six week old with a respiratory infection. A respiratory invention means potentially no breathing, which means potentially death. Grace got RSV and it was a mental challenge that I was not prepared for (I don't know who is) and although she didn't even come remotely close, the death of a child is the moment when your realize these children are not mine but Gods. See, this virus can kill newborns, and I have only heard scary stories from friend about this it. In fact my friend's daughter's prayer for Grace was, "Please don't let baby Grace die like I almost did?" In the midst of holding Grace for over 50 hours straight, I cried, I smiled at Luella, I pulled it together and tried to relax. Luella was amazing, especially since she is such an emotional creature, with being tough for the "famoly" (Lu's pronunciation). Maybe she realizes only one of us should melt at a time...ha!

(Sad sick baby eyes)

We got through it, Grace is a strong baby. In fact she rocks. I have been hesitant to say anything is fear of jinxing something, which I don't really think is possible, but just is case it is, I withheld. But here goes. She is a dream. She is the most content human being I have ever met. She smiles a lot, loves to sing, absorbs her world, peacefully drifts off into slumber and repeats. 

She makes it super easy to continue to do fun things with Luella. And although, I haven't quite figured out how to cook, clean and shower daily, we did attempt to go to Disneyland, just the three of us. Luella is not much of a ride person, in fact, she asked to go home while we were on Small World. This trip I found out she would rather just people watch. So we decided to do this, while having a unicorn lollipop, and for $1.95 it is the best deal in the park. This is pretty much, my favorite memory of Disneyland...candy!

 (Grace under the blanket, only documentation of her first trip to the big park...Luella's pre-Ride face - already not too sure...we ended the day with tacos)

We go to the park a lot. We can can walk there and are fortunate enough to live across the street form a 1 1/2 mile stretched of "green" with baseball fields, duck ponds and lots and lots of trees.

We have just discovered the joy of the Library...also in the park! Lulu is a proud library card holder.

 (Giving me the "Don't take my picture mom" hand")

Finally, we have been dabbling in the arts too!

(She would rather paint herself, more often then the paper...Look at those feet and hands,just like her Papa's!)

I do love having two girls. I do believe they will be very different creatures. I do believe they will love each other. I do believe they will be determined and passionate. And if not, I do believe I will take on the challenge to show them how. Bring it world, the Volkoff girls have arrived.

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