When my first one rolled in three weeks early weighing in at a healthy 9 lbs 7 oz, and winning the prize of the biggest baby in the nursery at that time. She was very predictable. She slept for 4 hours she ate, then slept for 4 hours and ate. Even her growth was predictable and still is. Every year on her birthday she is a completely different size. To this day I know when a tantrum will be thrown. She is quite the drama queen. The smallest things destroy her world. But she loves to learn, she is very smart and God knew what He was doing when He made her the oldest because she sure does have this "I'm the boss" attitude down packed!! All of her baby books are in order, her growth chart is kept up, her vaccines are recorded. Her scrap book from ultra sounds to first year are all done. Then and extra bonus book of "pictures of the firsts" is done. Complete with, the first hair cut, first laugh, first smile, first tooth, first clap, first step, first black eye, you know the "important" first you just don't want to forget. Yup she was sooo predictable. So why wouldn't I have another one right??? Because that was just too easy. So after 37 weeks of "growing" here came 8lb 11 oz baby boy!!! Well this wont be hard, he will eat and then sleep for 4 hours......then eat and sleep for.........okay so this one isn't going to sleep???...........well at least he's not crying........but why is he just staring at me????? what does he need????? And with a boy I didn't know the rules........i am one of three girls...........can you hug a boy?.....I mean I need him to be tough right??? At what age do I start to tell him to "dry it up" or "take it like a man" is he cute or handsome??? I'm not sure how this works. Well he was our first boy and unlike my daughter, his growth was not predictable. He came out wearing one size shirt and another size bottoms!! To this day he is still like that. His feet grow slower than anything I have ever seen. He is the child that completely wears out shoes. I have no idea what size he is in now, or what size he is about to go into. I just know he is a "go with the flow" kind of kid. Never complains just goes with it. If I put one of his sisters shirts on him by accident well it's all good. Real men wear pink right.??? As far as pictures go........well I took several but they are all in a box and not organized what so ever and he didnt' get the special "bonus book" full of first...........:( The baby book is somewhat caught up. His growth is recorded, and there are some pictures in there.....Not so bad. Just a little catching up to do.
So we had a girl and we had a boy. We were set right???? Or where we??? After 37 weeks of growth along came another 9 lb 0 oz baby girl. So here we go she is the third one. Okay I can do this. Feed her then she will either be like her sister and sleep for four hours or she will be like her brother and look at me for four hours.........Oh no why is she crying????..................why wont she stop crying;............someone HELP ME HERE!!!! THIS ONE WONT QUIT CRYING!!!!!.................. I didn't take it personally at first.........but after four months of the crying I thought, "man she is sooooo disappointed in Gods choice of parents, I think she wants to go back" Well come to find out this one is lactose intolerant and because i was a nursing momma that meant my dairy days were over for a while. Little did i know, since I started to feel better after I got off of dairy , that I was also lactose intolerant. Soon we had one happy baby + and one happy momma = the house started to sleep again. She just turned a year old so I am still trying to figure her out. She seems to be happy where ever she is at . Well as long as momma isn't too far away. I took a picture or two of her.....and I purchased a baby book.......okay so i got alittle behind...........leave me alone I'm tired.
So we have three totally different kids, same two parents and the only thing that was the same with all three of them is that they were all ready to enter the world by 37 weeks........ Just goes to show you that no matter how they came into the world, God has a different plan for everyone. That is why no two people are ever exactly the same. So instead of questioning why my kids are so different I am embracing it and trying to help find their gifts so that they can go out into this crazy world and make a difference..........I hope...............
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