Good things come in threes?

So I've been swamped. Working, kids, the whole nine---lots of work. I feel terrible because I know that writing and updating about out beautiful three is expected (in a good way) but holy cow this is exhausting. Thanks for not texting me or emailing me asking when the next blog post is coming. I'm just a smidge overwhelmed but trying to do it all with a smile on my face.

Lots has happened in the last couple of weeks! Daycare is going great. The girls are perfect angels, or so I'm told. Everyone loves them including the parents of the other kids. It is such a good feeling. The best part is I was wondering how the hell I was going to drop off three kids at once and Kristi's husband, Dave has come out to help bring everyone in/out and other parents have helped me too. I swear all of the nicest people in the world have congregated at Kristi's house. I couldn't feel more loved, blessed, and supported. I feel like I call Bobby everyday when I pick the kids up and say, "Oh my gosh-guess what happened___(fill in the blank with some amazingly helpful thing)___" We are the luckiest people to have our kids well taken care of and literally loved to freaking death. Jake is another story. He is a BEAR to drop off. He screams, kicks, cries. We're "those" people who can't get our kid to knock the crap off. Preschool starts next week so hopefully getting into a schedule will help little man. He goes for his first day on Wednesday. I have thought long and hard about bringing him on his first day and picking him up like last year but I am trying to think about Jake's best interest and I think I am having him ride the bus day one because he needs to transition right away and I honestly feel like I am being a bit selfish for wanting to take him---he will have Wednesday and Thursday on the bus and Friday is no preschool so he would be doing a different thing everyday. I am trying to make things easier in the long run.

Last week we had three munchkins with a sinus infection...not sure how that happened but luckily everyone is working their way to feeling better. I took Jake to his FOUR year check up. Holy crap, I just wrote F-O-U-R. My baby is going to be four in a few weeks. Wow. He weighed 38 pounds (75%) and was 39.5 inches tall (45%). He was not cooperative. He kicked his pediatrician where it counts a few times and I awkwardly apologized again and again. So humiliating. I knew it hurt but I didn't know what to say so I apologized a few too many times. Long story short-he feels like Jake developed his "issues" during his brain development period during pregnancy. He doesn't think it's a genetic thing at all and not a metabolic thing because he feels like Jake would be going backwards instead of making progress. I *think* we are ready for genetics at Children's to have another look....to be determined. It's a tough call. I can't really explain it. I have these moments when Bobby and I talk about him and we feel really sad. We get ahead of ourselves and think too far into the unknown. It was a lot of talking in a short period of time. He hasn't seen Jake before so I was trying to catch him up to speed-even though he started the conversation saying that he spent two hours last night looking at his chart....his chart is 3 inches thick--and keep in mind that for the last two years we haven't done much with dr. appointments beyond the average check up. So next up-orthotics and a walker for the new school year.

Brooklynn went too because she has goopy eyes and she had a strep test (although the pediatrician thinks it is just a nasty sinus infection still) but they weighed her and I couldn't have been more shocked....10 POUNDS!!! Sister has been eating all.the.frickin.time. Avery eats 4 ounces about 5-6 times a day and Brooks has been eating 3.5 ounces 7-8 times a day. She is eating more than Avs! FInally I feel like she is on the right track. Once she is finally feeling better I hope she continues to eat and grow. Brooklynn is consistently rolling from her tummy to back better than Avery--who has no interest. She just fusses when she has had enough but she loves, loves, loves to be on her tummy! Soooo, just tonight Avery rolled from her back to her tummy which is 100x harder than rolling tummy to back. She was working and working and working on it all week and finally tonight she did it by herself! It was so exciting!! Even Jake was clapping for her. SO cute. Brother loves to give kisses--and hugs--to both babies now. It's very sweet. Just when you want to tell him to leave them alone he does something sweet. He likes to poke Avery in the face on the way home and so sis always cries. He never bothers Brooklynn though.

Tomorrow I am going with my mom to the preseason Broncos game while Bobby is on daddy duty. My mom and I haven;t spent time alone-with drinks-for years. There is always a child or some drama around. The closest we got was afternoon tea by ourselves last December right after my doctors appointment when the dr. told me Brooklynn had the cerebellum issue. I can't flippin wait!