PENNY!
Pen pen.
Pennifer Lopez
Penny from the Block
Pennow
Pentucky
Penelope,
You are one! You are a whole 1!
Right now you are standing up holding onto Grammy's yarn maker knitting thing (I don't know what it is) and shaking it with great vigor. You are having a blast. Oh. You just found the yard. Now you are spinning it. And now you are sitting shaking your legs on the ground and dancing like the hoot you are.
You are a fun baby! You are the sweetest little thing. You brighten everyone's day. Complete strangers obsess over how happy and sweet you are. You literally say "Hi!" to everyone you encounter. One of the most proud moments you've given me so far is you and I were walking to the aquarium, and from your stroller you saw a homeless man walking by and you yelled "HI!" so loudly and happily right to him. He smiled so big. You truly made him feel loved and wanted in the world. It brings tears to my eyes. That is the kind of girl you are. You bring joy. You are light-giving. Every day you make me happier and happier.
Hold onto that kindness. It touches everyone you meet, and truly makes you special.
I just want to tell you how much I love you. I am so glad I had you. You are the perfect complement to your sister. You are very different in many ways, but each of you come together and make me the happiest woman I could ever be.
Now it is your nap time. I was trying to hold out so I could write more, but you are getting hella cranky and then I have to take advantage of the Penny-free time to get a few chores done. I'll see you when you wake up, sweet Pen.
Love you so much,
Mommy
Monday, May 26, 2014
Sunday, April 6, 2014
You're fast as hell.
This isn't the best quality picture, but you are pretty much the best quality baby so that makes up for it. I just wanted to post a quick picture of you before we walked out the door to go to the park.
You are the most hilarious and sweetest baby. You say "hi" to everyone that walks by. You love dogs and cats. You crawl at an average speed of 92 mph. Your birthday is less than a month away, and that freaks me out. I really feel like you were just born. Time is a tricky thing. Just try and appreciate each day for what it is: a celebration, a test, a learning experience, a day to relax/reflect. Don't let any days go by without some sort of appreciation. This is your life. You only get one. And yours, while it is just beginning, will go by faster than you can ever expect. I am so lucky to get to watch you grow and become a fantastic woman.
I love you my Penelope.
Love,
Mommy
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
First Christmas!
Hey Little Little!
It's been a while since I've written you! Sorry! Apparently having two kids is sort of time consuming.
Some updates: You are almost 8 months old. Whaaaaaaaaaaat? You are seriously the sweetest little baby in the world (don't tell Madelyn ;) ) You make everyone you meet smile with your sweet beautiful smile. You are still toothless, which is fine by me because you don't bite. You just in the past few days started allowing solid foods to enter your mouth. You (like your sister) were a bit stubborn with the whole eating thing at first. All okay with me, though, because you are very happy and very healthy. You love LOVE dogs. They crack you up. You love making sounds now. Mama was first (obviously. I'm your fav.) and then came dada and baba and gaga. You don't really know what these mean yet, but I'm still counting Mama as your first word. You love chewing on books and love when I hold you and dance to silly pop songs while your sister breaks it down with us.
Oh and speaking of your sister, you ADORE her. She makes you smile and laugh so much. You stare at her and absorb everything she does. I hope you stay so in love with her because it is the most precious thing in my life. Madelyn is so good with you, too. She's 2 and a half and just takes care of you for the most part. Every once in a while she gets mad because you love pulling her hair and clothes and it makes her want to punch you in the face. Sorry bout that.
What else? Today was your first Christmas. You loved eating wrapping paper and laughing at me and your uncle B while we danced. We do a lot of dancing, if you haven't gathered. We spent the day at Mimi and Poppy's house with Nana and Baxter and all of us, obviously, and they all adore you (another obviously.)
I just want to let you know that I am so so so so so so so so happy I had you. You have made me a very busy woman, but a very fulfilled and happy woman. You warm my heart so much with your chunky cheeks and contagious smile. Oh and your witch cackle for a laugh is pretty hilarious too.
Lesson for this blog post ( because I can't miss an opportunity for a lesson) is be smart, be independent, but also be a part of your family. Don't neglect your parents, grandparents, aunt and uncle, and of course your sister. We will all piss you off at times and you will get busy and distracted by your own life, but I am finally realizing now at 25 years old that family makes your whole. Makes you happy. Makes all the individual success and hard work that much more enjoyable. We will give you people to share in your joys and help you through your sorrows. So forgive us for the things we do that drive you crazy and remember we would all do anything for you now matter what. You are loved. You are cherished. And your are supported. Always. No matter what.
I love you, Little Little. Merry First Christmas. Or as your sister says, Happy Merry Christmas.
Love always,
MaMa
It's been a while since I've written you! Sorry! Apparently having two kids is sort of time consuming.
Some updates: You are almost 8 months old. Whaaaaaaaaaaat? You are seriously the sweetest little baby in the world (don't tell Madelyn ;) ) You make everyone you meet smile with your sweet beautiful smile. You are still toothless, which is fine by me because you don't bite. You just in the past few days started allowing solid foods to enter your mouth. You (like your sister) were a bit stubborn with the whole eating thing at first. All okay with me, though, because you are very happy and very healthy. You love LOVE dogs. They crack you up. You love making sounds now. Mama was first (obviously. I'm your fav.) and then came dada and baba and gaga. You don't really know what these mean yet, but I'm still counting Mama as your first word. You love chewing on books and love when I hold you and dance to silly pop songs while your sister breaks it down with us.
Oh and speaking of your sister, you ADORE her. She makes you smile and laugh so much. You stare at her and absorb everything she does. I hope you stay so in love with her because it is the most precious thing in my life. Madelyn is so good with you, too. She's 2 and a half and just takes care of you for the most part. Every once in a while she gets mad because you love pulling her hair and clothes and it makes her want to punch you in the face. Sorry bout that.
What else? Today was your first Christmas. You loved eating wrapping paper and laughing at me and your uncle B while we danced. We do a lot of dancing, if you haven't gathered. We spent the day at Mimi and Poppy's house with Nana and Baxter and all of us, obviously, and they all adore you (another obviously.)
I just want to let you know that I am so so so so so so so so happy I had you. You have made me a very busy woman, but a very fulfilled and happy woman. You warm my heart so much with your chunky cheeks and contagious smile. Oh and your witch cackle for a laugh is pretty hilarious too.
Lesson for this blog post ( because I can't miss an opportunity for a lesson) is be smart, be independent, but also be a part of your family. Don't neglect your parents, grandparents, aunt and uncle, and of course your sister. We will all piss you off at times and you will get busy and distracted by your own life, but I am finally realizing now at 25 years old that family makes your whole. Makes you happy. Makes all the individual success and hard work that much more enjoyable. We will give you people to share in your joys and help you through your sorrows. So forgive us for the things we do that drive you crazy and remember we would all do anything for you now matter what. You are loved. You are cherished. And your are supported. Always. No matter what.
I love you, Little Little. Merry First Christmas. Or as your sister says, Happy Merry Christmas.
Love always,
MaMa
Thursday, May 30, 2013
The first month of your life :)
Well Penelope, it happened. You were born! May 1, 2013 at 8:26 pm. 8 lbs 2 oz and absolutely freakin' perfect.
So, like your sister, you decided to stay in my belly 4 days past your due date. I was starting to get nervous because the doctor was talking about inducing me, which I really did not want. I wanted you to come when you were ready. Then, April 30th I started having some pretty awful contractions at around 6 pm. I started to get excited! We were at dinner with your Grammy and Grandaddy, and we made a plan to get Madelyn over to their house after we went home and packed her bag. We left dinner, went home, and.... the contractions stopped.
You're a tricky little one.
I was so depressed. I had gotten so excited, and I was so ready to not be pregnant anymore. I just wanted you in my arms. Plus, you kicked SO HARD in my belly. You were seriously so strong.
Anyway. I was so down about the false labor. I went to bed completely convinced that I was going to have to be induced. Uggghhhhhh. The next morning your dad and sister and I woke up (Madelyn had slept with us) and lay in bed forever planning our day. I had totally given into the idea of being induced and didn't even consider that going into labor would happen. After a long time of laying around in bed, we decided to get going on a full day. Your dad grabbed Madelyn and walked towards the kitchen to make some breakfast, and I stood up and WHOA my water broke.
I squealed, "MY WATER BROKE MATT!" I was SOOOOOOOOOOO happy! I had always wanted my water to break. It doesn't happen to most women, and it didn't happen with Madelyn. Usually labor just starts with painful contractions, but I wanted that cute moment (before all the pain) when the mom and the dad excitedly rush to get everything ready. I didn't think I would ever get that moment, though, since it didn't happen with Madelyn. But you gave me that moment. It was the BEST. Your dad was hilarious. He was so excited, he could not focus. He actually asked where he kept his shoes at one point because he had forgotten. He rushed around like a mad man. I just laughed and calmly got ready for the hospital.
So, like your sister, you decided to stay in my belly 4 days past your due date. I was starting to get nervous because the doctor was talking about inducing me, which I really did not want. I wanted you to come when you were ready. Then, April 30th I started having some pretty awful contractions at around 6 pm. I started to get excited! We were at dinner with your Grammy and Grandaddy, and we made a plan to get Madelyn over to their house after we went home and packed her bag. We left dinner, went home, and.... the contractions stopped.
You're a tricky little one.
I was so depressed. I had gotten so excited, and I was so ready to not be pregnant anymore. I just wanted you in my arms. Plus, you kicked SO HARD in my belly. You were seriously so strong.
Anyway. I was so down about the false labor. I went to bed completely convinced that I was going to have to be induced. Uggghhhhhh. The next morning your dad and sister and I woke up (Madelyn had slept with us) and lay in bed forever planning our day. I had totally given into the idea of being induced and didn't even consider that going into labor would happen. After a long time of laying around in bed, we decided to get going on a full day. Your dad grabbed Madelyn and walked towards the kitchen to make some breakfast, and I stood up and WHOA my water broke.
I squealed, "MY WATER BROKE MATT!" I was SOOOOOOOOOOO happy! I had always wanted my water to break. It doesn't happen to most women, and it didn't happen with Madelyn. Usually labor just starts with painful contractions, but I wanted that cute moment (before all the pain) when the mom and the dad excitedly rush to get everything ready. I didn't think I would ever get that moment, though, since it didn't happen with Madelyn. But you gave me that moment. It was the BEST. Your dad was hilarious. He was so excited, he could not focus. He actually asked where he kept his shoes at one point because he had forgotten. He rushed around like a mad man. I just laughed and calmly got ready for the hospital.
There we are. Your Grammy rushed from work to pick up Madelyn, and she took that picture before your dad and I left for the hospital. I get teary thinking about how cute that morning was.
So Grammy took Madelyn, and your dad and I went out for breakfast. We were so relaxed and excited, if that makes any sense. We went to the grocery store where your dad worked (well, technically he still works there but I doubt when you read this that he will still be there.) where he ran in and got me some strawberries and a bagel. I would have gone in too, but my water was steadily breaking still. I pretty much had water falling down my leg the entire day. It was awkward.
So we finally headed to the hospital. This is me when we first got there:
Still no pain so I was smiling :)
I won't get into all the details of the birth, but I will just say that while there were some very painful moments, it was the best labor I could have hoped for because it ended with you. You came out after only 7 minutes of pushing, which is SUPER fast. A little less than 12 hours after my water broke, I saw your face for the first time, which is pretty amazing considering Madelyn took 28 hours to make her appearance.
Here we are. You are fresh out of the oven in this picture. So beautiful. So sweet.
Madelyn meets you.
The next day, Madelyn holds you in the hospital.
Already making hilarious faces.
And then we bring you home.
And make you do stuff like this just to make us laugh.
And Madelyn helps take care of you...
And sisterly love is born.
I love you so much, Penelope. You don't understand how much I love you. You complete my life. Madelyn started my family, and you finished it. Thank you. You both are the reason I was born. You have changed everything for the better. You have made me a stronger woman and brought so much clarity to the chaos that was my life. Thank you.
I want to end this post with a reminder of how important your sister is in your life. You must take care of each other. What I love so much is even now, when you are only 1 month old, I can tell how different you two are in so many ways. From the pregnancy to the labor to the first month, you each had such distinct ways of doing things. It's amazing to witness and experience. Never forget that you are unique and important and loved for being you. Never try to compare yourself to your sister or anyone else, for that matter. You are you. That is all you can be. But also remember that no matter what, your sister is a friend for life who can understand you better than anyone. At least that's what I want for you two.
And, of course, I am always here for you. Always.
I love you, Penny.
-Mommy
PS. Sorry if the grammar is awkward in this post. I was writing this while the television was on because I was too lazy to find the remote to turn it off. Hey! Don't judge! It's hard work being a mom to a newborn and a 2 year old. Sometimes I gotta take a moment to be lazy!
Okay. That is all.
Monday, April 1, 2013
Goodnight, Sweetheart
Hey Penny.
It's 10:50 pm. I am 36 weeks pregnant with you, and so I am feelin' pretty tired. But I wanted to say a quick hello and let you know how excited we are to meet you soon. The title of this post is "Goodnight, Sweetheart" because that is the lullaby I sing to your sister and you at night. Yeah, I sing to you when you're in my belly. At this moment, your sister is sound asleep in her crib; your dad is reading in our room, and I am in the living room thinking about everything that still needs to get done before you arrive.
Also, I just want to let you know that you are the movin'-est baby I have ever seen. Today while I was at the doctor, you actually sorta freaked the intern doctor out because you were kicking so intensely. I'm used to it. It's just who you are. You let people know you're here. I respect that. But this poor guy had apparently never seen a belly move this much before. He was amazed and a little terrified. I loved it.
So, on that note, I'm going to go to bed. I have to give birth to you soon, which is going to be pretty exhausting so I gotta rest up. Just a request: Take it easy on your mommy when you do decide to enter this world. Fast easy labor?
Actually, it doesn't matter. As long as you come out healthy, I can put up with some pain.
Alright. I love you my littlest one.
-Mommy
It's 10:50 pm. I am 36 weeks pregnant with you, and so I am feelin' pretty tired. But I wanted to say a quick hello and let you know how excited we are to meet you soon. The title of this post is "Goodnight, Sweetheart" because that is the lullaby I sing to your sister and you at night. Yeah, I sing to you when you're in my belly. At this moment, your sister is sound asleep in her crib; your dad is reading in our room, and I am in the living room thinking about everything that still needs to get done before you arrive.
Also, I just want to let you know that you are the movin'-est baby I have ever seen. Today while I was at the doctor, you actually sorta freaked the intern doctor out because you were kicking so intensely. I'm used to it. It's just who you are. You let people know you're here. I respect that. But this poor guy had apparently never seen a belly move this much before. He was amazed and a little terrified. I loved it.
So, on that note, I'm going to go to bed. I have to give birth to you soon, which is going to be pretty exhausting so I gotta rest up. Just a request: Take it easy on your mommy when you do decide to enter this world. Fast easy labor?
Actually, it doesn't matter. As long as you come out healthy, I can put up with some pain.
Alright. I love you my littlest one.
-Mommy
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| This is me! Right now as I type this! Yay! |
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| This is Madelyn and me being weird yesterday. Just thought I should warn you. |
Friday, March 1, 2013
Just a little hi to a little you...
Hey Baby Girl,
I am 32 weeks. 32 freakin' weeks. You will be out of my belly before I know it. Ah! I am super pregnant right now, and for some reason these last couple of weeks my brain has been so foggy. I can't focus. But that's okay because even though I am completely stupid right now, I am completely happy! This is just a happy dumb pregnancy, and I thank you for it!
I really don't have much to say right now. I am just staring at my belly, and you are kicking the heck out of me.
It is amazing the differences I can already sense between you and your sister. You just feel different inside of me than Madelyn did. You feel like... you. I am already getting to know you. That's so beautiful. You are unique. You are special. Never forget that you have something to offer this world.
It is amazing the differences I can already sense between you and your sister. You just feel different inside of me than Madelyn did. You feel like... you. I am already getting to know you. That's so beautiful. You are unique. You are special. Never forget that you have something to offer this world.
I love you my girl,
Mommy
Friday, January 25, 2013
I swear I'm cool...?
Hello My Little Girl!
Another blog post?? So soon?? Well, I was looking at my belly and looking at Madelyn and just got super excited about you being born. I am 27 weeks along tomorrow. This pregnancy is just moving so quickly, and I am afraid I am going to blink and you are going to be 30 years old and have a life all on your own away from me.
That's what being a mother is like. You cannot wait until the next milestone because it is so exciting (the birth, the 1st birthday, walking, talking, potty training!), but you also dread it because that means your little one needs you just a little less. Being a mother is the hardest, most rewarding, most terrifying love. And it never goes away. Never. No matter what.
I just wanted to tell you that. I just wanted you to know that I will always love you this much. So, if you are down about life. If you need to feel adored. If you need to feel loved, I'm your gal. Even if we are in the middle of a terrible argument (which unfortunately will happen in our lives together), you can always count on me if you are in trouble or sad or whatever else you may be feeling.
I feel like this blog is just getting sappier and sappier. Ugh. I swear I'm cool.
Actually, I'm probably not...
I love you. A lot.
-Your Mommy
Another blog post?? So soon?? Well, I was looking at my belly and looking at Madelyn and just got super excited about you being born. I am 27 weeks along tomorrow. This pregnancy is just moving so quickly, and I am afraid I am going to blink and you are going to be 30 years old and have a life all on your own away from me.
That's what being a mother is like. You cannot wait until the next milestone because it is so exciting (the birth, the 1st birthday, walking, talking, potty training!), but you also dread it because that means your little one needs you just a little less. Being a mother is the hardest, most rewarding, most terrifying love. And it never goes away. Never. No matter what.
I just wanted to tell you that. I just wanted you to know that I will always love you this much. So, if you are down about life. If you need to feel adored. If you need to feel loved, I'm your gal. Even if we are in the middle of a terrible argument (which unfortunately will happen in our lives together), you can always count on me if you are in trouble or sad or whatever else you may be feeling.
I feel like this blog is just getting sappier and sappier. Ugh. I swear I'm cool.
Actually, I'm probably not...
I love you. A lot.
-Your Mommy
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