5 months

Miss b turned 5 months while we were on vacation.

No stats until 6 months

She still is a happy baby. I get comments all the time from people who are surprised that a baby can smile and laugh so much.

Second most frequent comment is on her cheeks. Yes I kiss and squeeze them all day long.

She is very interested in food. I am usually holding her while I eat and she watches each bite. Sometimes she goes in for the kill when she sees the spoon going up to my mouth. She ends up biting my chin and then gives me a dissapointed look.

She drinks water out of a cup. I just give her a few sips out of my cup and it makes her happy.

I gave her a taste of bananas and rice cereal but I wouldn't say that we have started solids yet.

She rolled over from her stomach to back.

Loves her feet still.

Grabs for everything.

Holds toys

Loves Johnny.....jumper that is.

Says "ma ma" but I don't think she knows that I am mama.

occasionally will cry if left alone in a room. Is fine if one of the boys or dad is talking to her.

Sleeps with me still. Within the next couple of weeks her crib is going to have to go up.

wears 3-6 months clothing, size 2 diaper.

wakes up (smiles and all) at least once to eat at night.

She went to 5 new states this past month. Oregon, Wyoming, Montana, Arizona, and Nevada. She visited the Hunt cabin and Yellowstone for the first time.

I just can't stop kissing this little baby of mine.

the huntington

Went to the Huntington Library last week with my parents. I think I was a little too relaxed watching the boys because I knew I had help so we lost Nixon for a couple of minutes. After he got chewed out we didn't have any other problem. It was hot, hot day at the huntington.


Nixon and grandma in the children's garden with steam. Scared the boys because they couldn't see.
Brynnley got stripped down because it was so hot.

Grandpa with the boys. They sure love him. He plays with them nonstop. Logan asked all day if he could go stay the night at grandpa's house.

baseball

Logan started t-ball last week with his new friend Liam. He calls him "big boy Liam" because his cousin's name is also Liam and we call him "baby Liam." Of course Logan loves playing and has been looking forward to going back since we left the field last week. He asks to wear his new baseball shirt every single day. I can only wash it so many times! The kid throws hard.

fourth of july

We went to my uncle's house on the 3rd for a dinner, ice cream, and their block parade. It was huge and led by a fire truck. I waited to the last minute to go to the store to buy decorations for their bikes and so I ended up not being able to find anything. I had to made due with my small craft supply. I don't think the boys really cared what their bikes looked like anyways.

Logan thought he was hot stuff riding his bike in the street. He never looked back to see if we were with him.

Nixon decided to let us know that he had to pee as we were standing waiting for the parade to start. I wasn't about to have him pee on someones tree while their were hundreds of people walking and so he peed his pants. Lovely.

Nixon doesn't ever really feel the need to move fast. So I was with Logan who thought he was racing and Kyle stayed behind with Nixon . Towards the end of the parade Kyle runs up to me with Nixon in his arms, who was out. He was slightly panicked and said, "Nixon is unresponsive." Who says that? Especially to a former ICU nurse!! Unresponsive....I started thinking, where's the crash cart, push some epi, charge to 360. Wait, where's speed racer Logan? Apparently Kyle was actually worried because Nixon fell asleep while riding his bike. Only my Nixon could fall asleep sitting up on his bike. He stayed asleep the rest of the night with me monitoring his respiratory/heart rate. I instructed Kyle not to ever say unresponsive to me again unless one of them really is. My heart can't handle that!

The fourth we spent at my parent's house just hanging out. Didn't take a single picture and the boys were both asleep before fireworks. Oh well.

4

On the fourth, Brynnley turned 4 months. She is the absolute best (although I should say that I always think my babies are great, I love babies)! She's so happy, so chunky, so cuddly.

She weighs 15 lbs 8 oz

Length 26 1/4 inches (taller than both her brothers at this age)

Doesn't roll over

Doesn't like to be on her belly

Loves me the most (she should, right?!)

I love that she loves me most

Is happy as can be!

Discovered her hands

Jumps in the Johnny jumper

Reaches for toys and can hold them for a little bit

Laughs

squeals

when I'm nursing her she watches me from the corner of her eyes I think just to make sure I won't leave. And then smiles every few minutes.

Still loves her pacifier

Pinches....it hurts

Is quite the drooler. Hardly ever spits up, but drools all the time.

Still loves sheets. I've bought different blankets of different textures but she loves my sheets. So I finally just took off a pillow case and we carry that around. Doesn't she know she's my only girl and needs to have a cute blanket?

Sleeps for about 7 hours straight at night

Isn't as scheduled as my boys were because we have to be out and about in order to keep the boys entertained.

Still sleeps in bed with me

When its time for a nap or bedtime she likes to be rocked for a little bit and then put down with her pillow case and pacifier and left alone to fall asleep on her own.

New places: the beach, Idaho, Utah, airplane ride

First temple visit: Idaho falls

Apparently my perfect baby has a few flaws......2 to be exact.

One my friend Megan discovered while holding her. She told me her rib felt funny. I blew her off at the moment, but if you know me you know I don't blow off medical things EVER. So as soon as I got home I started a full head to toe assessment on my little one, counted and felt every rib and intercostal space. Sure enough my hair stylist friend was right! So I had the doctor check Brynnley out. He said that we will just keep an eye on it and if it gets too abnormal than we will xray it. But I had my brother check her out and he said she probably fractured it during birth and that is how it healed. Who knows?!

The second little imperfect is that she has labial adhesions. Since I know there are a few guys who read my blog I will leave it at that and let you just google it if you want to know what they are. But I should just clarify that hers are congenital not due to me leaving her in a wet diaper all day.

Even with these two little flaws she is simply perfect to me!

Odd story. I took her to her pediatrician. We are new to Kaiser so it was only her second appointment and our first time meeting the docs regular nurse. So when the nurse saw Brynnley she was commenting about how cute she was and how much she loved the flower on her hair. Typical comment for any baby is what I thought. Then she started talking about how she was having a hard time getting pregnant and how her mom really wanted a grandchild. Everytime I took off the headband she would put it back on. She wanted to measure the head circumference with it on, weigh her with it on, have the doc assess her with it on. I was thinking, enough of this darn flower! Then she said she was going to take a picture of Brynnley on her phone and send it to her mom. um ok. So she did. And then I started wondering if this nurse who wanted a baby so bad and had my chart with my address was going to steal my baby. Odd right? I may have to switch docs.

The boys still love her. They still get in her face way to much, they tug on her arms and legs to get her attention, but other than that they are super good with her. They like to share there comfort blankets with her which makes me cringe because they are so raggedy.

She found her hands. Cracks me up, because she punches her hand straight up in the air and stares at it. Sometimes she sees it while she's eating and has to stop eating just to check out her hand. So precious.

father and sons

Kyle took the boys to our church's annual father and son's campout. He invited my dad also. The four of them had a great time. They played basketball. They went 4 wheeling

The owner of the property who is in our ward and our former stake president piled a bunch of kids on with him driving.....yikes

3 boys came home smelling like campfire and dirt. They loved every minute of it. Now they think the 14-18 year old boys that were there are their best friends. Fortunately, those young men are really nice to my boys.

attack of the killer bees

Friday morning I decided to take the kids to the park to snap a few pictures of them. The park is about 10 houses up the street from us. Just as I was finishing up I heard Logan screaming at the top of his lungs so Nixon, Brynnley and I ran over to him. He was crying hysterically and was yelling that bees were stinging him. Sure enough we were suddenly surrounded by bees. Nixon started screaming and crying and they were attacking me also, so I yelled at the kids to hurry and run across the street. I picked up Logan's skateboard and crossed with them thinking the bees would be gone, but they followed us across the street. At that point Brynnley started crying, so with all three kids crying and the bees swarming around us I started screaming at the top of my lungs for the boys to run as fast as they could home, threw the skateboard down, and followed them screaming down the street. If my neighbors didn't think I was crazy already (which I'm pretty sure is impossible) they sure do now. One man came out of his house picked up the skateboard and brought it home to me. When I got to our house both of the boys were hiding on the porch in a corner crying. Once inside Logan was complaining that his head hurt and I found 2 stingers in his head. Poor kid. We all sat on the couch thoroughly tramatized. Nixon kept looking at me saying, "bees are scary," Logan kept complaining that his head hurt, and my heart was pounding out of my chest. Who would've thought bees would cause so much trouble. Kyle suggested that I get the boys ice cream to cheer them up, so we headed over to Baskin n robbins. Seemed to do the trick for the boys.......but I'm still afraid, maybe I need some ice cream too.

last day of school

Yesterday was the last day of preschool for the year and we all met at the park for a little lunch and playtime. I was a little nervous to go because keeping track of all three kids can be a little challenging especially when there are a bunch of other kids around. But it turned out to go pretty smoothly.

Logan's best buds at school are Gabriel, Kasen, Scottie, Griffin, and James. He tells me the boys play with the boys and the girls play with the girls. Except Layla plays with the boys too.

Here he is with Gabriel eating lunch.

Nixon wanted to be next to Logan while he ate his lunch. It may be hard to see but as we were getting ready to eat Nixon slipped off of the park bench and bit though his bottom lip all the way through to the outside. Poor kid. I wasn't sure if I would have to take him in to get stitched up so I called Kyle. His response, "How many more years of school do you need to go through before you know?" Ha!There were about six boys running around with sticks all over the playground. Would you believe that none of the got hurt or hit eachother. It's a miracle I tell ya.

Then all of the boys came out from behind the bushes with this long metal stick with the leader of the pack yelling out "up 2,3,4...up 2,3,4." It makes me happy that other boys act just the same as mine. Two and half hours later I ended up with two sweaty and tired boys who didn't want to leave the park.

And because picture taking didn't happen on the first day of school, with all the screaming, "Don't leave me mom" I got a picture of Logan and Mrs. Tami who we all love. Her kids are part asian also and she says that Logan reminds her of her oldest son when he was 3 years old. Logan and Mrs. Stacey.

over the weekend

We were invited to a wedding in Idaho for Bubba, a long time friend of the Hunts. When Kyle told me we could get two free plane tickets I knew I wanted to go. So I called my mom to ask her if they could watch my boys. While doing so I could feel the tears welling in my eyes but the plans were made and tickets were bought. I decided not to tell the boys where we were going. Didn't want them to think we were going to the cabin without them. Last Friday we left the boys and I have to say that while I was still a little hesitant and sad to leave them I was also relieved.....I think I really needed a BREAK!!!! I enjoyed eating my meals in piece and just relaxing and not having to get after my boys. I think I need to take a few weekenders every once in awhile, because after this weekend I feel like I have more patience and energy to tackle the daily battles.

Me and miss B outside of the temple. My sister in laws mom was so kind to watch Brynnley for me so I could go in the temple. Don't mind the fact that I am squinting it was really bright and I have sensitive eys.

The reception was held in blackfoot along the snake river. It was so pretty. My sister in law and her family.

All the Hunts who attended.

Three days without my boys did my mind some good. Hopefully it didn't send my parents to an early grave!

3 months old

She just gets sweeter every day!

love her face in between her bros, it's like, "get me outta here mom!"

Some things for me to remember about this age.

I worry about if she is gaining enough weight.

She eats every 2 to 3 hours during the day.

Sleeps from about 9pm to 3am without waking up.

Around 5:30am she eats again and will not go back to sleep unless I lay her on my pillow next to me. As soon as I do she smiles and falls asleep. So sweet.

She smells so good and since she sleeps in my bed with me (in her little infant separater) my sheets smell like a baby all the time. Heaven.

The boys have always had their comfort blankets and Kyle keeps telling me we need to figure out what texture of blanket she wants. As far as I can tell she just loves the sheets. She rubs them on her face until she falls asleep. I may have to cut up a pillow case for her.

She has so many rolls of fat on her chin area that I swear she is going to start growing things under there.

Her eyes are hazel. My dad and Kyle's mom have hazel eyes. Maybe they will stay, maybe they will turn brown like the rest of the family.

Logan and I call her miss B.

She is so happy almost all the time. Everytime I change her diaper she is all smiles, practically laughing. I actually told Kyle that I think something is wrong with her because she is smiling so much. But I can't find any diseases that cause smiling.

Her bros love her and are always in her face. drives me nuts.

And since I haven't posted about the boys much, I will just say that they keep me busy (that's the nice way of saying it).

Here is a pic of them from a birthday party last weekend.

This is how I feel most days about them. She must feel my pain.