Discombobolated....

Transition to 3 was super easier. Easier than I expected. So why do I feel so confused at times. Almost like I'm wondering "okay, what's next?" It's been different for me to make sure the kids are "entertained" during the day (as Dade puts it) because I'm so use to working and not actually being here with my kids. Isn't that sad?! It's a learning experience for all of us. There are things I want to take advantage of too, seeing as I have all this time, but it's hard to juggle all of it. I can not wait until Cooper is 6 months old. Dade will be 5, Leia 2 then and I'm sure we'll have a nice routine going then. And I won't feel so....weird. I can't put my finger on it. I don't want to say I feel empty because I'm full of love. I just feel odd. There's the word.

Cooper's been eating like 5 to 6 ozs. every 3 hours these days. It seems like a lot, but he's not spitting up and screams if I only give him 4 ozs. I don't remember the other two eating this much. Obviously he has a different metabolism. It's crazy! He's starting to also gaze at me more as I'm feeding him and will occasionaly turn his head to look at me. The booger isn't even a month old yet!! He's been so much fun.

Leia is at a fun age too. She's talking more and more. Her newest phrase is "Big Boy." That's what I always say to Cooper and she says it just like I do. Enough to melt my heart! She also still throws some pretty "fun" sceaming fits. But we're working on that.

Dade is Dade. Super smart and super cool. He's developing a bit of and attitude and seems to be bored ALL the time. This too we're working on. We're all going to survive this if it kills us! LOL