The Joy of 3 Little Ones

Today I have 3 napping children and some time on my hands!

Meet the newest member of our family:  Theresa Jane who was born February 19th and will be 4 months old tomorrow!  She’s tiny and weighs less than 11 pounds right now, but super happy and smiley.  She enjoys cooing loudly, rolling onto her tummy and has been sleeping like a champ- about 10 hours straight.  My hope is that this continues and she’ll be my first baby to actually sleep at night.

Loved by her big brother and sister

Adored by her big brother and sister

Sometimes they like to copy her

Sometimes they like to copy her


Everybody asks me how life is with 3.  And to my complete surprise, it’s been beautiful.  My expectations of these early months have been exceedingly surpassed. After the painful first month and the sleep deprived first 2-3 months, Theresa has become a very sweet and wonderful baby who brightens up her whole family’s lives.  The kids and I get out as much as before with playdates, the zoo, museum and playing outside with neighbors.

I thought for sure I’d have some form of depression as I did after my first two; but so far, no signs of it.  It seems we were  in survival mode only a brief time and have already begun thriving.

The title of my blog is about searching for freedom. Over the past several months I have finally taken some baby steps in this direction and have some experiences to share, but I’ll save that for another post.

Here’s a few more pictures of what we’ve been up to  since Theresa was born.

Theresa a few hours old

Celebrating our 5th wedding anniversary

Celebrating our 5th wedding anniversary

Leo's 4th birthday party

Leo’s 4th birthday party

Celebrating Leo's 4th birthday with a train ride at the zoo.

Celebrating Leo’s 4th birthday with a train ride at the zoo.


A birthday for the not-so-baby

Sunday was Silvia’s 1st birthday.  I’m so happy to be at this point.  When my kids are newborns I think 1 year sounds so far away.  And oftentimes I wish I could skip some of those early months when they are so dependent on me and no one can take my place it seems.  Silvia especially was very dependent on me for about the first 9 months and wouldn’t take a bottle until about 7 months.  This meant I had to be around her for EVERY feeding; so 2 to 3 hours apart from her was all I was allowed.  It was constantly weighing on my mind whenever I went out.  And then she was also very attached to me (and eventually Joe, too).  But if a stranger dared to look at her, she would scream like a banshee.

But I like my independence.  And it feels good now to know that if I’m out shopping, I don’t have to hurry home because she’ll be just fine.  Or if I want to go dancing with a friend and end up having a few drinks and staying later than I thought, it’s ok. Sweet cow’s milk!

Anyway, I made a little slideshow from her 1st year as I did with Leo.  It is so crazy to look back on those early days when I had a 15 month old and a newborn.  But we made it.   The kiddos are best friends and seeing them play and laugh and kiss each other melts my heart.

And I have grown exponentially in my mothering abilities and confidence.   Of course, with time I have fallen in love with Silvia as I did with Leo.  She is a beautiful, smart, active little girl.  She’s more daring than Leo and can already say quite a few words.  She’s a-walking which is so adorable to see her toddle around.  Today she was doing circles.   Here is the slideshow.  Don’t mind the Hey Mama song playing 3 times over.  I was in a hurry to just post the dang thing and didn’t want to find more songs.

And some pics of the special day.

Image She’s wearing a hand-made dress that a friend’s mom made. 

ImageA new dress

ImageCharging the camera

Imagebirthday cake

Imageovertired and fussy while opening presents.

ImageThey were laughing hysterically at one another while she ate the cupcake.

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