Monday, November 30, 2009

This Could Change Everything

Up until two nights ago, Ryan and I haven't had a full nights sleep in over two years. Sylas didn't start sleeping through the night until Ivy was a month and a half old. And Ivy. Oh, my darling Ivy, we're lucky if she sleeps at least 4 hours straight.

But two nights ago...

shh...(I have to whisper type this, so Ivy won't hear and I jinx the new normal).

Ivy slept 8 hours straight. Then, last night, 11 hours straight.

This really could change my life.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

My Dilemna

I have this problem. I need to pack, but...

I can't pack if my surroundings aren't clean.

And I can't clean if all my children want to do is be held.

And if all my children want to do is be held, I can't pack.

So, in the spirit of the season, today I'm thankful for The Fresh Beat Band.

I'm off to pack. I mean clean. Or something.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009


My heart feels heavy. I've been trying to write Part 2 of our story for months. I just wrote another sentence and that's all I could write. I feel sad, but mostly, I feel...


Why did this happen to us? What was the point? To be sure, I'm not the same person and hopefully that's a good thing. But I have to believe there's another purpose. Is there something else I should be doing? Where do I go from here?

I feel so direction-less.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Like a Sponge

He's growing up right before my eyes.

He's like a sponge, this boy.

The other day, I heard him sing, clear as a bell,

Twinkle twinkle yittle star...

And then last night,

He yuvs us, oh how He yuvs us.

You are right my little man. God loves us so.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

We Interrupt This Programming

For a brief word from Sylas Christopher.

And a guest appearance of the smiling nudie baby.

Friday, November 6, 2009

What's in a Name? (Part 2)

Do you remember this post? The one is which I shared the naming of Ivy Pearl?

Some of you asked if I would share how we decided upon the names for the sextuplets, and I'm finally getting around to it. Part of the delay has been lack of time, but it's mostly that I've had to work up the courage. You see, I adore all of their names, and I'm brokenhearted over the fact that I don't get to use them as a part of everyday life. I can't say to Lucia, "Mommy loves you," or to Tryg, "Please be careful by the stairs."


Because I love their names, it would be my pleasure to share the significance behind them.

Our lovely first born, Lucia Rae had her name long before the others. Before I was even pregnant, I wanted to name our first girl Luciana (pronounce lu-she-ah-na), and call her Lucia (lu-sha). I lived in Italy during my junior year of college and loved the idea of giving our daughter an Italian name. Also, the meaning of Luciana is "graceful illumination." Isn't that lovely? However, when we started naming the babies, they were all getting 1-2 syllable names, and a name with four syllables didn't seem to fit, so we decided to just name Baby A, Lucia, which means "light." Lucia's middle name, Rae, is in honor of my mother's whose middle name is also Rae.

Bennet Ryan, our first born boy, was given his name last! It was Memorial Day, a few weeks before the babies were born and I started having a panic attack and was so worried that I would have the babies and one of the boys wouldn't have a name. Ryan told me not to worry and that afternoon while I took a nap, he scoured baby name sites for the perfect name. When I awoke from my nap, the first thing he said to me was, "Bennet." I loved it from the start. It means "little blessed one," and it seemed only fitting that Bennet would receive his daddy's name as his middle name. From then on, Baby B was Bennet Ryan.

Like Lucia's name, we also had the name Tryg before I was pregnant. It's a Scandinavian name, meaning "true." Ryan and I both love how strong and manly it sounds and it was also special because I come from a Scandinavian heritage. For this reason, we gave Tryg my dad's name as his middle name. Baby C, Tryg Brenton.

Now for little Lincoln Sean. The first time I heard the name Lincoln, was on the show, Prison Break. I mentioned it to Ryan and he loved it, so that was that. It wasn't until he was born that we learned one of the meanings of his name is, "by the sea." It made me think that he would have been a deep thinker, contemplating the things of God. Linc was given Ryan's father's name as his middle name, so Baby D was Lincoln Sean.

And Sylas, our sweet Baby E. His name came to me during one of the few times I was allowed outside during my 7 week hospital stay. Ryan was wheeling me around and it's almost as though the name Sylas was whispered to my spirit. Ryan liked it immediately, but his only stipulation was that we spell it with a "y" instead of an "i." His reasoning was that if Sylas wanted to sign his name "Sy," he didn't want people thinking that his name was "yes" in Spanish. Makes sense. No problem. Sylas was given Ryan's brother's name, Christopher, as his middle name. Christopher has been distant from the family for quite some time and it has been our prayer that God will use Sylas to bring restoration not only to the Morrison family, but to many families around him.

And Cadence Alana, our teeny tiny, darling little girl. I first heard the name Cadence while working at Starbucks. One of our customers had a baby named Cadence. When I first brought the name up with Ryan, he didn't really like it because it's a musical term and being a musician, it was too strange for him. However, it didn't take long for him to love the name because it was a musical term. Cadence means "rhythm" or according to some references "melody." It suited our darling Baby F, because right from the beginning this girl was a dancer. Every ultra sound, she was going crazy, flipping this way and that. I loved it. Cadence was given the name Alana for her middle name, which is also my mother-in-laws middle name. It means "beautiful." Oh, and she was our beautiful melody.

If you didn't leave a comment on the last naming post or even if you did and you want to do it again, I'd love to hear the significance behind your name or your children's names.

Thanks for listening. It really does make me happy to talk about my babies.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Ten Months

Ten months of girlie.



Topped with a heaping scoop of attitude.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Oh, My Sweet Wednesday

Wednesday is my new favorite day. It used to be my worst day, with Ryan getting home from work at 5 p.m. and having to go back an hour later for Awana kids club.

Now. Oh, my sweet Wednesday, how I love thee.

Ryan started taking Wednesday afternoons off. He is at the church every Monday and Wednesday evening, which earns him so comp time. It's lovely.


A little over a month ago, one of my mom's best friends offered to help me with the kids for 2 hours every Wednesday morning. Two whole hours in which I'm free to do whatever I please. Sometimes I run errands, sometimes I stay home and clean, sometimes I blog, and sometimes I blog while running errands. Like today. I'm blogging on my phone while waiting to get my oil changed. It's pure bliss not to have the kids with me in this tiny little room that reeks of oil.

Wednesdays are kind of like a vacation.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

It was Perfect

Our house has been all a flutter this week. My beautiful, kind-hearted, baby sister got married on Friday evening. Courtney was the most glorious bride and I was delighted to be her matron of honor.

The whole day was perfect.


The hustle and bustle is over and the two have become one. I'm so happy.