Because my public (or Sarah) demands an Update

The girls received a real sewing machine for Christmas from my mom. My aunt gave them a bunch of fabric all pre-cut into 5 inch squares and little sewing kits. At this point, Abi is only able to control the foot pedal, but it is a start. She layed out the fabric squares the way she wanted them and we worked together to make her first little quilt for her stuffed kitty. I just used fleece for the back so that we didn't have to use batting, but it still feels like a quilt. We just did a quick turn and then topstitched the edges. Used the zig-zag stitch down the middle of the seams to quilt it all together and in less than an hour she had made her first quilt. She and Emma have each made another one since, as well as 2 little pillows.

Last Saturday was her Princess Party. She loved the outfit that mom and I made for her. We had a princess party for Emma when she turned 4 and have similar pictures of her and Curt dancing. I treasure the pictures so much and understand that all too soon they will pictures of them dancing at their weddings with their daddy.
This is my feeble attempt at a princess castle. There may have been cursing involved. I started out the day thinking how much fun it would be to plan children's parties and decorate cakes as a side job. By the time I was done with this, all of those plans had completely fled out the window. All the Princesses had a wonderful time. They are popping balloons that had jewelry inside in the picture below. We were all quite tired when the party was done, but I think everyone lived happily ever after. The End.

Happy Birthday Abi

My baby turned 5 today. That statement carries way more emotional weight for me than it probably should. First of all, since when does 5 years go so fast???? I mean seriously. Do you remember high school? 4 years felt like FOREVER! But I am pretty sure I had her like last week and now she is 5. Second, she is the last baby that I will ever carry IN my body and this morning, I was really struggling with that. The grieving of never being able to carry another baby in my body has for the most part passed, but I find myself remembering what it felt like on their birthdays. Today that brought some sadness. On the upside (which is what this blog is about after all), we are hopefully sending in the application to our adoption agency this week to start that ball rolling, so even though I will never carry a baby IN my body, I am most certainly not done carrying babies! On to the birthday fun...

We try to make birthdays a pretty big deal around here. Not present wise, but just make the birthday person feel special. We always have cake and presents and such with the Grandparents and Aunt Mando, Uncle Peter, Uncle Brian and his girlfriend. That was yesterday. We did heart shaped cupcakes and Abi helped decorate. She loves to help in the kitchen. Notice the towel over her shoulder, mommy does that too, so she insists on having a towel. She is having a Princess party with her little friends next weekend. Stand by for irresistible Princess cuteness next week.
Here she is, attempting to blow out her candles. She had a tough time, so mommy had to help.

This is today. Her actual birthday. She at least still looks like my baby. We are working on the thumb sucking. The quilt is her "nigh-nigh." She has had it since she was born and it is falling apart. But it keeps the bad dreams away or so she says.
Forgive the poor quality of pictures. Another gloomy day. But birthdays are still special, no matter the weather. Happy Birthday Abigail Faith! We are off to McDonald's (her restaurant of choice) to celebrate.