So jumping right back into things...
It's been a HUGE week in the Flibbertigibberish family. Every one of us had something big on our plates:
Gary pulled off the annual Murder Mystery dinner for his high school students. Thanks to his awesome team of volunteers and an incredible couple from church who graciously opened their home to the 250+ students/volunteers, it was a huge success.
EMMA & ADDIE:
First day of school! Emma started 2nd grade and Addie started kindergarten. They're attending a new school this year, and we couldn't be more excited.
Over the weekend we went to the store and let Brody pick out a pair of big boy undies. I guess that's all it took, because I'm proud to say that he is out of diapers! Simple as that!
Day three and only two accidents and we're not looking back. (Please note that his first accident happened while typing the previous sentence - no joke. The second happened while finishing up this blog post hours later. Ha!)
He's even slept overnight in those big boy undies! He even took it upon himself to remove all diapers from his room before naptime. He's serious about this.
Chloe took her first steps last night! She was so proud of herself as she walked back and forth between Daddy and her siblings. She's still wobbly, but she's very close to just taking off -- not that I'm in any hurry for her to do so.
I picked her up and cuddled her, ready to soak up every sweet second of this last milestone. I actually paused for a moment, and almost asked Gary to grab the camera, but I didn't. Just as she latched on, she bit me. HARD. As if I had a piranha at my breast instead of a sweet baby. I shrieked as I frantically tried to unclench her. I cried. I cried a lot. I cried a big, loud ugly cry and handed her to Gary. The golden, sunshiny, movie-moment I'd imagined had gone terribly wrong. That was IT? That's how we were going to end all these years of nursing? I was crushed. I fed her her bottle with tears rolling down my cheeks.
Friends have recommended going for another "last time," but I'm afraid that was it. It's why there were multiple "last times" - the girl is a baby barracuda. We're both finished, and I need to let go. *sigh*
Well, all of these things are what have made it a big week for me. Isn't that what being a mom is all about? However, I was very sick last week, which made it a rough end to summer/start to school. Fever, chills, sore throat... ugh. I'm glad to be better, but unfortunately I passed it on to Emma who has already missed the last two days of school due to a fever! So, I'm praying everyone gets and remains healthy.
And I'm praying for a little less excitement in the next week!