Three-ring circus

Yesterday, we made our debut as a family of five out and about! We went up to Plano to see my OB for my follow-up appointment. It was bittersweet. My last visit as an OB patient. Now I'm back to regular ol' once-a-year visits...forever and ever! And there's nothing fun or nostalgic about that! Ha! Regardless, I'll continue to love my OB and stay loyal to him. Even though he's a bit of a drive.

With that I have to ask...mom friends, did any of you go through some OB withdrawals after your babies were born like I do with each one? I seriously go through a little bit of a mourning period after I have children. I'm so used to seeing my doctor and his fabulous nurses so often during pre-natal care, and I love them all like crazy.

Is that weird? Too much information? Like a drastic haircut under the influence of post-partum hormones, I went and said it.

While I'm on a roll with the honesty...

Because I'm a textbook parent, my Rosie is suffering the cliche characteristics of being the middle child. For instance, we never sent birth announcements out for her. We even failed to have a first birthday bash for her (gasp!). I know--I'll forever feel terrible about that one. We also forgot to have her photo taken with my OB when she was born. So I tried to make up for it at my appointment yesterday.

We had to do it this way. We didn't even try to have him hold her--she wouldn't have stood for that! She's not one to let anyone else hold her but me and J. So we got the whole clan in a shot with him. But I thought it turned out cute!

I also think the photo is funny in all the income each child represents for him! Ha!

After my appointment, we had the crazy idea to go out to lunch, all five of us. J let me choose, of course, so we ended up at Gazeebo Burger. I've officially eaten their food three times in one week! I requested it twice in the hospital. I do not know what it is with me and the cheeseburger, but I cannot get enough of them lately! And their fries are really, really good, too. I usually only eat their food when I'm in the hospital having a baby. That's going to have to change!

My, oh my...what an experience! I had thoughts of a three-ring circus running through my head. And I don't feel like J and I spoke one word to each other. We were too busy watching children!

I experienced a few waves of internal panic and thoughts of "How on earth am I going to go anywhere with three children alone?!" But I have to remember to take it slowly. And this stage is not going to last forever! One day I'll yearn to be back here.

Side note. A grandmother stopped by our table to comment on how cute Stu is, and she asked how old he is. J answered one week. And we totally got THE LOOK. I could see the judgment all over her face. I'm pretty sure she thought we were the worst parents ever! I wanted to go back to her table and explain that this was the only place we'd probably go all week. But I held myself back. I just thought it was a funny little occurence.

On our way home, J commented to me how cute M was in her new third-row seating assignment, looking like such a big girl studying her book. I caught her on film. (Though much to her dismay. J told me she cut her eyes up at me over her book each time I snapped the camera. She hates to have her photo taken lately!)


The book kept her occupied almost all the way home! She was quiet for the most part, speaking up only to make comments about the book or ask questions about the pictures.

She's still all into dressing herself these days, but she's added accessories to her repertoire this week. She often wears several bracelets and necklaces at one time. Again, I'm learning to let go in that area too. It could be worse!

So, a slightly chaotic entry into a fairly low-key weekend for us. Hope yours is great!