I’ve let another month go by without blogging!  I have the best intentions of making time to blog again, but it’s just not happening.  I definitely have a great excuse, and I won’t complain.  But maybe, just maybe, 2013 will be the Year I Start to Blog Again.  There is much to write about…Christmas, our trip to San Fransisco, Connor’s birthday, and more.  But today I’m just going to share about Sullivan since this blog is kind of like a baby book.

Sullivan went to the doctor today for a 3 month weight check.  He’s still a tiny peanut, weighing in at 9 pounds, 15.5 ounces.  You should have seen the nurse and I rooting the scale on to 10 pounds, but it just didn’t make it there.  I can’t believe I have a three month old who weighs less than a lot of kids at birth!  He is finally out of his newborn clothes and diapers, but only because he is too long.  While he is tiny, he’s holding steady on his own growth curve, so that’s good, although my doctor does keep hoping to see a big jump in his weight.  We discovered at two months that he has a diary intolerance, which means I’ve had to cut all dairy from my diet since he is nursing.  It was hard at first (diary is hidden in so many things!), but now it’s pretty easy except when we go out to eat.  I’ve discovered some yummy treats that are dairy free like Oreo cookies and Ghirardelli double chocolate brownies.  I eat a lot of hummus and pita chips, Oatmeal Squares cereal, turkey sandwiches with mustard, and fruit and veggies (well, sometimes I eat a lot of veggies.  I have the best intentions, but I’m still kind of like a little kid when it comes to vegetables.)  Sullivan definitely acts happier and is more comfortable since we have gone dairy free.  He eats about every 3 hours during the day, and in the past few weeks has started sleeping 7-8 hours at night (from 11:00-7:00 or so).  Hurray for sleep!  He seems to be pretty laid back and go with the flow, which is just what you need in a 4th baby, right?!  He tags along with us anywhere and everywhere and rarely gets fussy about it.  What a champ!  The big kids are crazy about him.  They love to hold him can carry him around.  Camryn is a huge helper and seems to love her role as big sister.

I’ve gone 3 for 3 with month by month pictures!  Okay, so the 2 and 3 month photos were a few days late, but still!  I’m thinking I might actually keep up with this for the whole year.

I’m feeling especially sentimental about this little guy.  I drove past the hospital today on the way to our appointment.  It feels like just yesterday that Derek and I spent half and hour trying to park and get into the hospital in the wee hours that Sunday morning for my induction.  The hospital was under construction, and the first door we tried was locked, so we went to the emergency side only to find that there were no parking spots available.  Then once I finally got inside (Derek ended up dropping me off while he found parking), I couldn’t figure out how to get to maternity since I had only ever gone there from a different entrance.  I waddled around, half asleep, until Derek finally caught up with me and helped me find my way.   But at the same time, I can hardly remember what it was like before Sullivan came along.  It’s like he’s always been here.  Maybe I’m sentimental knowing that he is our last.  Maybe it’s because it’s Christmas, or because my oldest just turned 10 and I can hardly believe that I’ve been doing this mothering thing for a decade.  It’s probably all of those things.  I just can’t believe that my first baby is 10 and my last baby is 3 months (which I realize 3 months is not a long time at all, but it’s going by so fast!)  All I know is that I am so glad this little guy joined our family and that God blessed us with another baby.  I’ve always wanted a big family, and even though there are times that I want to run away and hide in a place where I can be alone and not have anyone demanding anything from me, I know I wouldn’t trade this life for anything.

End of sappy blogging, I promise.  More to come?  Hopefully so.  But for now, the little guy needs to eat.  The mom break is over. :)

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