Mushfest

Our first days at home have been wonderful, aside from the usual soreness and all. :)

Neely already had her first bath because of a sudden poop explosion. And with that of course, her first hydration station. She loved being massaged with lotion, especially her feet. Not that you can see her happiness in these pictures. :)
She met a few more family members.

Gia of course, who doesn't even seem surprised to have a new baby:
Coco:
Teetee:
Alex:
Faith:
She's getting lots of love.
No sign of jealousy so far. The closest thing we've had to that is a moment right after these pictures were taken when Paige put her face near Neely's and said "I'm gonna look at her face." Cason pushed Paige away and said "NO WAIT. I gonna wook a her face." Haha.

Paige also asked him to play with her once and he said "No, I gonna see my baby, my baby seester." :)

Now stop reading if my mushiness usually embarrasses you.

A few weeks ago Jess and I were in the waiting room at one of my appointments, and an older lady next to us was telling us how cute Paige and Cason were. Then she told us "You're right in the best time in your life." She's right. Not enough people are about that. I don't even need to live the rest to know it. I'd rather stop time right now actually.

The first time I was pregnant I heard from SOOOO many people "Your life will NEVER be the same." Which is true, obviously, but they said it in a negative way. It made me sad how many people said things like that, and that was even before Paige was born and I found out JUST how wonderful it is. I love EVERYTHING about it. Sometimes when people talk about how hard it is having a baby in the beginning, even though I know why they think that, because of the lack of sleep and all, I almost feel guilty when they ask me about how I deal with it. Like I shouldn't tell them the truth, because it will make them feel bad for feeling like it's hard. Not that I love being sore and tired the first week, but it's WELL worth it. I've never been happier than the first week each time I had my babies.
People have also told me I love it because our babies are easy. I think they're easy because we love it. I'm sure lots of people think that's WAY off, but I believe it. It's not like our babies never have fussy spells when they're really young, or tantrums when they get older. In fact, they can get PRETTY intense. Jess says they feel EVERYTHING strongly like their mom. Whether it's love, happiness, or fury. Haha.

BUT I should also say, it's not like I think I'm some WONDERFUL mom, I just happen to be especially INTO the whole having babies thing. I don't find anything about it frustrating. I can get more frustrated at Paige's age when it turns into talking back and things like that, and I might be really impatient when it gets to the teenage stuff. Ha. So I don't mean to make people feel bad. I just think it's sad when people don't realize how wonderful having a baby is.

Anyway, this is THE best thing on earth, and I can't make time go slowly enough. In fact, sometimes I'll go from SO happy one second to crying the next because I know no matter how hard I'm trying there's no way I can cherish every second with them enough. And I realize that even though I try not to think about it, I won't always be home with a baby. :(

Speaking of which, Paige will be FOUR tomorrow. F O U R. What?! So, expect another mushy post tomorrow. She got to ride in a big girl booster to dance class today, which she was pretty proud of.
Opening her first birthday card. She was too excited, we couldn't make her wait for tomorrow, sorry Aunt Mindy. And thank you!