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Our house is in disarray right now as we figure out how to add another person to our house; many of the items from mine and Jim’s bedroom are in the dining room or family room, and there’s a rug for baby boy’s room that is laying in the floor between the family room and dining room.

This afternoon, Molly came running at me full-speed from the family room and tripped over the rug. It never even registered on her radar. She hit the ground so hard and I fully expected a bloody nose or mouth when she looked up. I immediately bent down to scoop her up and held her for a minute, then we sank to the floor and as I held her hair back to look at her face, I asked, “What did you hit?”

Wailing, Molly said, “The floor!”

I tried to hold back the laughter as she continued to cry, but I was relieved she hadn’t broken or bloodied anything {this time} and I realized the ridiculousness of my literal question. So instead, I rephrased and asked, “What hurts?”

She held out her hands. I kissed them both, gave her another hug and finished getting her dinner together.



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My due date with Molly had arrived.

But she had not.
I went to my 40 week appointment and was devastated when the doctors told me there was little progress (between 1 and 2 cm!) and that they’d let me go 10-12 days before an induction. While I didn’t want to go 10-12 more days, I didn’t want to be induced more. I cried, called my mom and my sister, and we did what any normal woman would do – we went shopping! Jim and I walked miles and miles that week, ate lots of Dairy Queen and watched more movies than I probably ever have in my entire life. {I’m pretty sure I told you guys this story already, but I enjoy retelling it. Obviously.}

I had four more doctor appointments before they finally said I had to have this baby and scheduled me for an induction. I needed to choose between August 6 or 7; my favorite doctor was on-call August 6, so I chose that day. It was so weird to know that the next day I was going to wake up, take a shower, and waltz into the hospital to have my baby. The last six weeks of my pregnancy, I was anticipating a dramatic water breaking event, or intense contractions stopping me in my tracks.

There was a dramatic water breaking event – just with something that resembled a knitting needle. And there were intense contractions and lots of vomiting that I endured for 8 hours before asking for an epidural that didn’t really relieve the pain. I don’t even know what words to use to describe that day, as we waited for the labor to progress. It was scary and calm and funny and sweet all at the same time.

Hours and hours later, we sent Jim to get something to eat. I was stalled at nine cm and remained there for three hours. The nurse kept checking the contractions and Molly’s heart rate {they had turned down the heart rate monitor at this point}; Dr. B came in while Jim was gone and hesitated, seeing that Jim wasn’t there. He said he was just checking in, which was weird, because they don’t do that. When Jim came back, the nurse and Dr. B came back in right away and told us I needed to have a c-section.

I wanted to brush my teeth, which I remember being a funny request. It feels like it was only minutes before I was wheeled to the operating room. I remember Dr. B making a joke about watching “Grey’s Anatomy” and being prepared for the surgery. It was almost time for him to go home, and I had a new nurse at this point. I threw up while strapped to the operating table, which is kind of hard to do, by the way. I remember so much about the surgery and recovery afterwards; it felt like forever before I could actually *hold* Molly and I know it was forever before I could sit up on my own!

Jim was so excited to introduce Molly to our parents and Beverly, all of whom had waited ALL day for Molly’s arrival.

While Molly’s birth story is not exactly what I had planned, she was perfect and healthy and lovely and I know in the end it doesn’t matter how she arrived in this world. It’s so crazy to think that it’s been almost three years since she was born.

And obviously it’s true that moms DO “forget” the pain of childbirth; I mean, I’m getting ready to do it again, right?

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A few of my favorite Molly-isms as of late…

She calls the grill a ‘girl.’ Makes me laugh every time. Jim bought a new grill recently, and Molly was so excited when the men delivered the “new girl!”

She was literally standing on the front porch yelling, “It’s Daddy’s new girl! Yay! A new girl!” The poor delivery guys could not keep a straight face.


Another mix-up is that she says  “snore” when she means “sore.”As in, my knee is “snore.”

When I say, “Oh, your knee is sore…I’m so sorry.”

She’ll say, “Yeah, it’s snore.”


My current favorite is “I can’t know,” when she means “I don’t know.”

As in, “Molly, where are your shoes?”

“I can’t know.”

Or, “What day of the week is it?”

“Mom, I can’t know this.”

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Last day!

Today was Molly’s last day of preschool for the year. It’s so funny to think about how much changes over the course of a school year. Molly had a lot of fun at school this year; Ms. Becky and Ms. Michelle were really fun and messy teachers, which makes for the best learning environment. I love to hear Molly singing a song that she learned at school, or call out her colors in Spanish instead of English. I feel confident in our choice for her preschool, and that’s always a good feeling!

Here’s Peaches on her first day of school:

And here’s the picture I snapped this morning:

Molly is enrolled in several camps over the summer, most of them at her preschool, so she’ll stay busy but I’m also looking forward to some lazy days at the pool and not having to rush out the door at a certain time. I know Jim is glad to have a bit of a break from packing lunches, too!

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Molly made my Mother’s Day super special by telling me “Happy Mudder’s Day!!” every time she saw me. {In fact, she’s still saying it and it’s Wednesday…who am I to correct her?} Molly slept until 8:30, so we missed church and started our day at Eddie’s, our favorite breakfast spot. Then, we spent two hours at the Verizon store , which was loads of fun with a toddler. She would take all the accessories off the hooks, line them up and then put everything back in the wrong spot. I am sure they were excited to see us go! After a stop at the park, we had lunch at home and then Molly and I took naps. We ended the day with Mexican food at one of my favorite places and Jim and I watched The Descendants to end the day.

Molly made me a card on Friday night and couldn’t wait until Sunday to give it to me.

And at school, they asked the kids questions about their moms and sent home these questionnaires. Molly made me look like a rock star mom! Thanks, babe.

One of the other moms at school cracked up when she saw that I like to cook pancakes best of all. She asked Molly, “What kind of pancakes does your mom make?” Molly said, “Chocolate ones!” Luckily, Jim hasn’t told Molly that he’s the one who makes the pancakes around here. The rest of the answers are pretty accurate, though!

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It’s highly unlikely that any child of mine will ever be able to carry a tune, but that doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy belting out a song every now and then, right?

Molly’s class performed two carols for the Young at Heart group earlier this month, and tomorrow is her class party/performance. This girl is ready! She has been practicing all month, multiple times a day, even during nap time.

Enjoy your own personal performance. {Just in case you can’t tell, the first song is “Away in the Manger” and the second is “Jingle Bells.”} I pretty much tear up every time I hear Peach singing “Away in the Manger.” She is so sweet and I seriously am in LOVE with her. But don’t be fooled by the sweet girl singing in this video – I thought our neighbors were going to come through their window watching a difference kind of performance {of the tantrum variety} from Molly this morning. But I digress; that’s a story for another day.

Without further ado…

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Molly has become good buddies with a boy in our neighborhood, Graham. We see Graham and his mom Jessica regularly for playdates, at My Gym and Starbucks, and this summer, Graham was in Molly’s class at camp. It’s so cute to watch Molly recognize her friends and call our their names when she sees them.

Last week, Jessica and Graham came to our house to play one afternoon. Molly was waiting at the door for them and when Jessica’s car pulled up, she ran into the kitchen yelling Graham’s name. She was SO excited he was here! Jessica brought cupcakes so we could celebrate Molly’s birthday a few days early, and the kiddos had a lot of fun eating the cupcakes and making a mess.

Thanks again Jessica and Graham for that special treat!

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