In the morning hours of October 6, a cry was heard in the OR of Fauquier Hospital as Myrah Quinn made her way into the world via a scheduled and perfectly executed c-section. She was 6lbs15oz and 18.5inches of pink perfection.
Over the course of the last month, we have adjusted to a new normal around these parts. Her siblings have enjoyed welcoming their little sister and fight over who gets to hold her. All three take turns giving her the pacifier when she cries.
Halloween was uneventful, and frankly, I was happy when it was over. Caden was a skeleton, Adele was a mermaid bottom and butterfly top, Livia was Adele’s old bumblebee costume that she wouldn’t wear, and Myrah was a pot of honey. We walked with friends through their very dense neighborhood and have all been enjoying the candy since! I wanted to donate some of the candy to the programs that send candy to soldiers, but at this point, they will only be getting tootsie rolls!
Now we are in full swing celebrating Adele! She had her friend bday party on Thursday, an intimate family celebration yesterday and we will continue celebrating our amazing oldest daughter tomorrow night with a family dinner.
Livia is excited about Adele’s presents…except for the fact they aren’t her presents. And Caden wanted to stay home from school yesterday under the guise of celebrating with Adele, but he really just wanted to play with her toys too. He went to school.
Next week we will all brace ourselves for the outcome of the election and hunker down as VA is apparently an Al Qaeda target…wonderful.
We will continue to celebrate Shawn next week (still need to get his present!) and then a brief break before celebrations with my birthday and stuffing ourselves stupid with family during Thanksgiving.
I have been able to get out and run five times this week…not bad for being three weeks postpartum. I am an “older” mom with young kiddos and I have no intentions of succumbing to the compounded weight of four children or the gravity of age. I have been lucky to return to my pre-baby weight three times now and plan to do it again. I feel wonderful, if a little sleepy, and and endlessly excited about all that is happening with our family. (I have to confess that running sends my endorphins into high gear and I tend to be increasingly optimistic and happy following a run…which I just did this morning.)
The Holiday Season is practically upon us and I really think Myrah will be heading off to college in about 10 minutes. Nevermind the past month going by in a flash…the next two decades are going to zip by. Good thing I’m not sleeping much lately so I can enjoy every minute.
Here’s to full days, full bellies, and a mind full of memories. So much to be thankful for this month of Thanks I have no idea where to begin. I am thankful for everything sun-up to sun-down and the wee hours of the night when I gaze at the sleeping beauty who has become my roommate.