Well, this update will be short-ish (nothing I write is short, I know). I only have 10-minute blocks of time these days, it feels like. Welcome to life from now on! :)
Teancom is doing great. We took him in for his 1 week visit and he weighed 2 oz. above his birth weight and was another 1/2 an inch longer. Amazing how fast they grow when they're this little. He is still a wonderful baby and we have fun with him. He eats every 3 hours now and sleeps about as long. Though his longest sleeping periods are during the day (hence why I am doing e-mail right now), go figure. Elijah seems to have figured the whole baby brother thing out. He took a while to transition and for a week plus he was FUSSY. It drove me crazy cause Elijah is just not a fussy kid. He threw a fit on a car ride home and cried the whole time. He has never done that in his life. Really. So it's nice to have Elijah back to his old self. Like today: He was a little fussy and so I asked if he wanted to take a nap. He said yes, grabbed his binky, went to his room, shut the door, laid in bed, tucked himself in, and went to sleep. That's my Elijah.
It was fun having Mom and Dad T in town. Plus, while they were here we had the baby blessing on Sunday, V's b-day. A TON of family and it was great. And now Miciah is loving having her favorite uncle in town to play with for a week. She is wearing him out and he'll need a long nap after getting back to Utah. :) But we are appreciating the continued help.
Miciah goes in for a doc's appt. tomorrow and I am hoping to get word from the doctor about what the "rash" on her neck is. She's had it for 3 months or more and it's spreading. Doesn't seem to really bother her, but it's time to get rid of it. It's been suggested to me that they are warts, but whatever they are, it's time for them to go away.
Elijah went in for a doc's appt. last week for his pre-op physical. He's healthy and happy and life is good. The surgery is Monday, the 14th. Rob's Mom offered to come down to help and I originally thought that wouldn't be necessary, but I am ready to take her up on that offer. :) Though I am ready to be on my own. People have been in town helping for over 2 weeks and by the time we're on our own it'll be over 3 weeks. My body is feeling great and all the pain is gone. I was even able to play in my garden yesterday with no ill effects. Though after cleaning essentially our whole house yesterday night, Rob and I crashed in bed. I don't remember the last time I saw Rob with circles under his eyes. He laid down in bed and in 2.7 seconds was asleep. We wore ourselves out.
And the reason we cleaned almost our whole house yesterday is 2-fold. There was meatloaf grease on the floor in the kitchen that the kids had tracked all down the stairs. Yuck. Miciah got our her mop and helped me clean it up. Then she mopped up the front porch, too. What a good girl! The second reason is much more aweful and not so easy to clean up. Two nights ago we noticed a smell in our room. I thought it was the clothes basket and maybe there was something mildewy in there. Not the case. So I tore the whole room apart looking for the source of the smell. I took out everything washable and searched through every drawer in the dresser. No luck. It was driving me crazy. We finally thought it was behind the bookcase. So we took off all the books (after smelling each one) and took the bookshelf down. It wasn't the bookshelf or the floor beneath it. So the end to this sad story is that the smell is coming from inside our wall about 3 feet up, right behind the bookshelf. We figure a mouse died in there or something. Eww. So the room is still smelly and that's dang unfortunate. But the rest of the room is clean!
Pronouncing Teancom's Name, part 2
And the last e-mail I sent about the pronunciation of Teancom's name got Rob and I to talking. We pronounce his name differently, apparently. The difference is slight and I doubt most people will notice. I hardly notice. I pronounce the 'a' in the name like the 'a' in 'tank.' Rob says the 'a' like the 'a' in 'and.' Whatever. Most other people just call him Tank, so I guess it doesn't matter. :)
Okay, I'll write more later if there's more to write. Oh, when D was here, we put her measurement on the wall for how tall she is. She is 3 inches taller than Miciah, who has grown an inch in the last 3 months. Just FYI.
Tamra and family
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