A treat.

Carter just asked, in all seriousness, "Do Gummy Life Savers save gummy people's lives?"

I love it. 

Meet Jovie!

Miss Jovie Michelle Wiesner was born on September 1, 2013, much to the surprise of Evan and me. Yes, I know that at 3 days shy of 39 weeks, I should have been just a little bit more ready, but for some reason I got it into my head that I was going to be late. I even pushed my scheduled C-section out to 10 days past my due date, just to give little Jo a better chance to come out the natural way. So when my parents took our boys to the Sizemore family reunion for a 4 day weekend Friday afternoon, I really thought that we would get a lot done! (Or at least a bit, considering my condition.) I had a whole list of things I’d put off the whole pregnancy, you know, like packing my bag to the hospital, and all those other things that you just know aren’t going to ever  happen if they don’t happen before the baby comes. So when I got up to pee in the wee hours of the morning, got back in bed, and then wet the bed, I was very surprised. And not to add too much info to this blog, but WOW. I really thought that there would be a gush and that would be it. Not really expecting the CONTINUOUS gushing. I had to ride to the hospital with a piddle pad on the car seat!! (Ok, not really a piddle pad, it was actually a towel. But really. I was not expecting that.)

So we rushed to the hospital (after a quick shower and a very rushed pack job), getting there at 7 am, only to sit around and wait for my labor to progress. Through a day and a night of waiting, cramping, contracting and more, at 8:19 am she was finally born, and she came out lifting her head and yelling at me. She (thank the Lord), had a head in the 6^th percentile, and required less than an hour of actual pushing. It’s been over 5 weeks now, and I feel like I am healing well from the whole thing.

She is a very good baby, and other than the lack of sleep, things are going pretty well. She has even gone a few nights sleeping as long as 7 HOURS in between eating (which makes the hour and a half to feed her, burp her and get her to go back to sleep not so bad). Usually it’s more like a 5 hour stretch, though she’s still fairly inconsistent. She is still sleeping a lot during the day as well, mostly because everyone wants to hold her and her absolute favorite napping position is tucked into someone’s arms. She would probably nap in the arms of an orangutan if one was holding her, and be just as happy.

The boys LOVE their sissy, and are very big helpers when they want to be. Logan is having a little trouble accepting that she isn’t big enough yet to play, but that hasn’t stopped  him from  bringing transformers and random toys over to see. For the first few weeks, every time he came into the house from somewhere he would say “where’s sissy?” and proceed to look all over the house until finding her. He constantly wants to give her kisses and be next to her and I, and there have already been a few “disagreements” when he has to go somewhere (like upstairs to bed) and he can’t stay downstairs with her and I while I nurse. He is getting very good at pronouncing her name, as well, and tells anyone who will listen that her name is “Jovie Michelle.”

Carter is more practical about the helping, and has taken his job of reminding mommy to drink water (which I assigned to him a few days after we got home from the hospital) very seriously. He will look at me randomly sometimes, pick up a water bottle he finds and say “did you forget to drink this?” with a HUGE “I’m the most helpful boy in the world” smile on his face. Priceless. He is usually the first to stick his head in her carrier to give her a kiss anytime we’re in public and someone comments on the baby too; he seems very proud of his little sister.

A little while after she came home the boys decided they needed nicknames for her, so Logan calls her Sam or Sam-Sam  (I don’t remember where it came from) and Carter decided his nickname for her is “Wa-Wa” (also his favorite word). He doesn’t use it, though, like Logan does when he’s goggling at her, but Logan still includes it when he claims her full name is “Jovie Michelle Sam Wa-Wa Wiesner.” There may actually be another name thrown in there after Wa-Wa, but it’s slipped my mind at the moment.

For the first few weeks, both boys wanted Jovie to sleep with them in their room, and tried on a few separate occasions to convince me to wheel her bassinet (which is currently in our room) into their room. They assured me they would come wake me up if she cried. I did not give in, and they haven’t asked in a while. Logan also asked a few times for me to bring her in “Just to see” if she liked lying next to him in bed. I was hoping he would forget the idea, so one night  said, “yes, as soon as she’s done eating” thinking he would fall asleep in a few minutes anyway. An hour later, after I had brought her downstairs to Evan, I hear a little “it is taking a really long time…” from his bedroom. He had kept himself awake, quiet as could be, just to have her sleep next to him! I couldn’t resist and brought her back up. He was disappointed I wouldn’t leave her there all night, but he was pretty happy at the same time. Once he asked during his quiet rest time for me to bring her in, saying he had made a spot for her on his cot (a blanket laid out on the floor, a must for nap time), and when I said no, the disappointment in his little eyes, (especially since he had made a little spot just for her) was too much for me. Bad mom for being wishy-washy, but really, how could I resist this!  Here they are together, taking a rest.

Logan, age 4 ½ yrs.

Jovie, age 4 ½ days.

The Wiesners, September 30, 2013

The kids, Carter (4 yr), Jovie (1 month), Logan (4 yr)