Hey Hickory: ike: 1 week.

tomorrow will be 2WKS with this wonderful little baby boy.

You guys...I used to dread the night time - especially, after Theo rocked my world by NOT sleeping for 7.weeks.straight... - but Rocky and Ike have renewed my belief in sleeping babies everywhere;).

things are going so well...and as any mama knows...that can change on a dime but for now, I'm soaking up the chest cuddles and nursing breaks and 3HR stretches of sleep at night and quiet walks around Target - yeahhhhhh, we've been there a disgusting amount of times in only 2 short weeks!!:).

Ike is a breath of fresh air and on those nights that Jacob walks in at 6PM from work and I then take Ike and lock us in my bedroom, away from the sass that has been the elder children:/...I just look at Ike and I just can't be sad or mad:).

i'll spare you the details on Homer and Theo and Rocky's poor attitudes - believe me, it's not 'adjusting to the baby' attitudes...it's 'they're assholes' attitudes - but we're dealing and digging up patience...patience...serenity.now;). And 4 hasn't been an adjustment at all. Really...once we had 3...it's hardly noticeable that there are 4 now! It's been a pretty seamless transition!:)

i'll also spare you the story about Rocky shitting on my rug. Rocky...my child...my human son.

Shit.

On my rug.

i'll also spare you the story about how Rocky threw a mini nerf gun at my face and I still have a slightly painful eyebrow because of it.

but I WILL share the story of Ike's first trip to the doctor!!!;)

after holding our breath in the waiting room for 45MIN, the nurse/MA? comes out to call us back and says:

"Ike-ey. Ike-ey Smith?"

And I look around like...ummmm, I guess that's us, IKE.

I considered making a quick announcement to the waiting area, letting them know that I had actually named my son, IKE. NOT Ike-ey;).

On the way to the room I decided to correct the nurse, only because we had to spend some time together and I didn't want him to continue to be called the wrong name and end up looking silly when maybe the doctor corrected her or something.

SO I say: "No big deal - except that it is;) - BUT his name is just, IKE:)."

To which she responds: "Oh! Well, I'm definitely going to make note of that because I can see that getting messed up a lot?!"

me: CONFUSED FACE.

you guys...no name is safe;).

i'll leave you with that because Homer's in the bathroom with a poop situation that he describes as "juice"...omg.

Ike is screaming - only for the 3RD time in his happy life;).

Theo is running around dressed in an Ewok costume.

And Rocky has a plastic bag on his head.

i got this. I got thissssss.;).