New pics of Sofia and the boys

Here are some new pics of the boys and Sofia. Yes, her hair does this naturally....

SOFIA GRACE

She is finally here! Sofia Grace (yes we changed the middle name from Rae) was born on the 3rd of May at 9 AM. She weighed 9 pounds and 14.9 ounces. NO, we were not expecting her to be our biggest so far. She has a ton of black hair and chubby cheeks. She is really mellow. WE ARE ALL REALLY EXCITED.....

Nursery ready for ... Grandma

Marc's mom is coming for a month to help us out. I am putting her in the nursery because the baby will sleep in a bassinet in our room for at least a couple months anyways. My mom has been begging for pictures of the nursery, so here they are. It is somewhat of a hodge/podge of a nursery, but we are only here for two more years, so I am not investing any money into a theme.
The dressers were originally in the boys room, but I replaced them with shelves because the boys don't do drawers very well. I painted them and then glued fun old buttons to the knobs. We are using the short one for a changing table. I found the rocking chair at a thrift store and it is the best made piece of furniture that I have ever bought. I recovered the footstool with some fabric that I found on clearance. I found the fun antique mirror at an antique fair. The alphabet quilt on the wall was made by Marc's great grandmother.

For you mom........37 weeks

What to Expect When You Are Expecting.....

When I was pregnant with Giovanni, eight years ago, I had ALOT of questions for my doctor. He would patiently ask me at the end of every appointment what my questions for that month were. I would read my list and he would answer all of them. He finally told me at about month 5 or 6, "go home and throw away your prenatal book." What he didn't know was that I didn't actually have one, I just had a lot of questions. But I understood his point. Life doesn't go according to any book. I have fairly text book pregnancies, but I do not labor. Let me say that again, I DO NOT LABOR. Under no circumstance, or drug, will my body respond to the natural laws of child birth. Marc likes to tease me and say that there are no working exits in my womb. My children need to come equipped with a parachute or emergency slide.
Well, it has been long enough since my last pregnancy and I have limited access to my doctor here, so I decided to buy "What to Expect When You Are Expecting" and read a bit on the internet. I has been useful to let the boys know what is the general size of the baby and what she was doing that month, i.e. growing fingernails, or learning to hiccup. But other than that, pretty useless. This morning I checked what a 35 week fetus should be doing and it told me this, "Because it's so snug in your womb, she isn't likely to be doing somersaults anymore." REALLY?!! This girl likes to hula dance. She still turns completely around and yes, her preferred position is hammock style. She lays across my belly, not up and down like a normal kid. I am hoping this means a smaller baby. But yet again, I have no reference for what to expect. Giovanni was a week late and only 6lb3oz. Sergio was a week early and 9lb3oz.
I have decided no on knows what to really expect when going through any major life change. Marc compares pregnancy to getting on an airplane, not knowing ahead of time where or when you get off and then getting hijacked by a kicking, heartburn inducing terrorist. Lovely. And yet we keep having babies.............

"Stoopid projects...."

On the movie Meet The Robinsons, which I highly recommend, one of the kids is always keeping the other kid awake working on inventions. I love how the little kid complains and says that he was awake all night because of those "stoopid projects." There is just something in the way that he emphasizes the word stupid.
Well, today I did about five "stoopid projects". Some were small and a couple were bigger. I cannot find the cord for uploading pictures from our camera, but when Marc finally gets home this weekend, I will post some pictures. I have finished quite a few projects while he was gone this month. I recovered our dining room chairs, redid an old desk for a changing table, redecorated the boys' bedroom, painted two dressers for the nursery, repainted a high-chair, and lots of little projects to make our house more me.
I am once again swearing off projects. I think that I inhaled too much spray paint today and need to go rest...................

"It doesn't have to be perfect..."

thought you would like to know.......
I have been talking to Giovanni about not having to have things perfect. You have to understand that he is almost a clone of his father. They can be a bit OCD about certain things. So I have been talking to Giovanni about not stressing about things being perfect. I have told him that his bed doesn't have to be made perfectly straight and flat. We have talked about lots of things that aren't perfect, but we can do a good job. Marc has been gone for the month for some training which culminates this week with two big tests. Well, it was Giovanni's turn for prayers tonight. This is what he said, "Please bless Dad on his test. Help him to get some answers right, and some answers wrong. It doesn't have to be perfect." So, after that all I can say is GOOD LUCK to Marc.