Monday, December 31, 2012

resolute.

woohoo rockin new year's eve tonight...made some cinnamon rolls for the morning and watched a couple episodes of Breaking Bad. did some knitting and cut out a pattern to make a shirt for Amelia. we know how to party.

i kind of love making resolutions in any form...or at the very least, lists of things i'd like to accomplish. i don't think i'm your standard "list-maker" since i don't get very many things on my lists DONE, but i like to jot down the things i WOULD get done if i had the time/organization/energy/resources/mojo/talent--you get the idea.  daily lists, bucket lists, text myself a garbled list of things that cross my mind while running or sleeping...you get the idea.

so without any further ado, things i would like to see happen in 2013:
1. run a 1/4 marathon and make good time.
2. run a 1/2 marathon and make it across the finish without passing out.
3. get my guitar out and play for myself and/or the kids...it's been far too long.
4. drink more water. in the winter i do a lousy job because i'm so coooooold.
5. get in a routine of earlier bedtime and earlier wake-up (sigh...it's for the best)

those are the big ones that i'm willing to put out there. there may be a couple more...but you'll just have to wonder about them. or hear about them after the fact. ;)

here's to 2013!

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

merry and bright.

Technically, it's 15 minutes post-Christmas.  I want to write a few things out before the "freshness" of the moment passes.  I was/am having some mixed feelings about all the "loot" tonight...I suppose that could be a blog post of its own.  There is just so much more STUFF in my house today.  Now, I am just as guilty as anyone of buying things for my kids because it is one way to express my love for them.  But then add all the extended family who each do the same thing, and it gets to be a great big steaming pile...add a tired 5 year old and there was an ugly moment that I will spare the blog world from hearing and just try and have a good chat with him in the morning about gratefulness...oh dear.

I worry that even though we talk about Jesus being the integral part of Christmas, our actions this time of year (buying, preparing, being so busy) dull the importance of that message.  I don't have a good answer for how to strike a balance in this area, because I love this time of anticipation and little secrets and the gift of a Savior. I just get so excited and swept up in ALL of it!

Tonight when we got home (way too late for our small people!), Sam asked if we could sing Happy Birthday to Jesus.  So we all held hands right inside the door and did just that. 

A small thing, but one I want to remember, because my sweet little guy has it right.  Even on the heels of having it a bit wrong.  I suppose that's all we can really hope for, am I right?

Sunday, November 18, 2012

4 years old!

Wow, two posts in one day...I'm on a roll!!

Marcus turned four last week.  Easy and hard to believe all at the same time.  I suppose I'll feel that way for every birthday.

A few highlights:
-At the end of the day on his birthday, I heard him telling J "I had so much fun today!"...really, that's all I wanted to hear.  And in all honesty, he's pretty easy to please.  We could have bought and done a lot less and he still would have been happy and had the same amount of fun--as long as we made the day about him.  He's a good egg.
-That said, it was super fun to shop for him.  Along with some other little treasures (glow in the dark skull and crossbones underwear, anyone?), we gave him this squishy anatomy model that he saw at Sam's Club and just wouldn't stop talking about.  He lost his mind when he opened it up--"IT'S WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED!!!" I'm so excited to teach both boys some cool facts.  The "gross" factor grabs their attention, but then they really want to know what all the organs do.  Marcus can already tell you all about kidneys and the bladder.  Awesome.
-Last weekend, we had a family birthday for him. I wanted to take him to order his cake, and he told me very clearly he did not want to order a cake. He wanted grandma to make him a cake with gummy bears on it...so that's what he had. Love that little guy and his funny opinions.
-The day of his birthday was a swim lesson day, and he did GREAT.  So proud of that kid.  Then for his birthday dinner afterwards, he chose IHOP...those boys think IHOP is the ultimate.  Works for me!
-The night before, Sam was the sweetest brother--he said "I'm so excited for Marky's birthday tomorrow, I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight!!" May they always be such good buddies.

 

9mo.

Nine months, Amelia! 

Let's see...at nine months, she:
-isn't consistently pulling up, but not for lack of trying. I find her standing up in her bed occasionally.  it ALWAYS startles me!
-waves "Hi" and "Bye-bye", but it kind of looks like "gimme"...or "milk" if you know any sign language.
-is sort of learning some signs. i've tried a few different signs but basically does her wave/"milk" sign for everything--waving, more, food, etc...
-still nurses 3-4 times a day (so so thankful for this), but is pretty much OVER baby food. she likes finger food and plenty of it, though she greatly prefers whatever we are having. current favorites are peas, cheese, banana, and anything of the bread or cracker persuasion.  she loved cheerios for a while, but I think I bought too big of a box, because she just shouts at them and doesn't eat them anymore. :(
- speaking of the shouting...she shouts all.the.time. just general yelling at high volume. it's not exactly complaining, it's more for attention or to just hear it herself, I think. it gets pretty old. she needs to work on a new skill.
-she's still a bit on the peanut side...16lb 3oz at her check up. I really thought she was up to 17, but I guess all that crawling burns up the baby food.
-takes a huuuuge morning nap (on good days)--it's about 3 hours. which is great, but on days when we just can't be at home in the morning, the rest of the day she is such a grump.  afternoon naps are hit or miss, but that's ok because we are usually out and about at least part of the the time that Sam spends at school.
-has many nicknames: Mimi, Meems, Meemers, Mimi-Mae, Piglet, Hoglet, Sissy, many others...
-LOVES to play "chase" of any sort.  my favorite iteration is when she crawls into a corner and rams her head into the wall over and over because she's so excited to be "caught".
-still wears a size 2 diaper. works for me, there's more in the box!
-wears 12 month clothes for length, but jeans are ridiculously big around the waist, so I try to stick to leggings and longer shirts. It's so much easier with a girl--Marcus was this way too, and I had the hardest time putting clothes on him. Sam...did not have this problem. He was my very round baby.
-is so so so loved. the boys just dote on her and she loves them for it. she demonstrates this by grabbing their skin and hair, and by licking their faces. sweet. really.

Tuesday, October 09, 2012

Today was a good day.

It was a good day.  Not for any distinct reason.  Probably just because I didn't feel bent out of shape about our schedule.  Trying to see what fun things we could do instead of focusing on what we were missing (playdate at the pumpkin patch, oh a knife in my heart!).

I am trying, soooo trying, to be a little more disciplined and get up before the little goats. I need to get a jump on them so that I can be a better mama.  I may not be making pancakes or anything, but preparing my brain for the day ahead makes it better for all of us. A great plan, except the children can ALWAYS tell when I am moving around...today all three of them were up at 6am with me. The boys went semi-obediently back to bed, so Amelia and I spent a little time doing my Bible study and sticking cheerios to our faces. A moderate success.  Not sure what the answer is here, because I refuse to get up any earlier than 6 right now.

I did several things that I was procrastinating (rescheduling some appointments, balancing my checkbook, cleaning the food dehydrator screens, changing the water in Sam's fish tank, ordering Marky's Halloween costume) and nothing bad happened! I actually feel good! Amazing!  Why do I procrastinate?! Seriously, nothing on that list was a big deal...I just work them up to be monumental things and then kids are swarming so it seems like such a "wise idea" to wait until I have the presence of mind to complete the tasks? I don't know. 

I tried a different time slot at the YMCA (kind of another post in itself--the "crowd" at different times of day and my observations).  I have to reserve a spot in childcare for the baby, which is actually a good thing because it makes me commit and plan for it.  We went at 4:00 today which seems so weird to me, but it was awesome.  Why have I never done this before? (Oh yes, dinner...making dinner for my people. Those fools and their needing-to-eat.) They boys are at a point now where they don't fall apart and A had just napped, so everyone was happy and working out makes me feel happy. On nights when we have a weird schedule or I don't have to cook, I have to remember that this is a great option.  I worked out hard today (ahhhh) and coming home at dinner time made me remember coming home from volleyball practice after school--all jiggly muscles and starving!

Somone said very nice things about my babies today.  Beyond the surface "oh they are cute!" stuff.  It made me super happy.  This person also asked a parenting advice question...which makes me feel a bit validated...like I might know something about what I'm doing!

The weather was simply gorgeous today.  That may be 98% of why today felt so good.  The kids were outside being crazy (smashing rotten tomatoes into "stew"...oh the laundry) quite a bit, and I love to see how much Amelia enjoys it as well.  Good little people.

I read this.  I teared up.  I got all mushy and totally need to get in some pictures. Or just make sure to hand my camera over more often.

Ok, so this post was mainly for me. It was a good day.  For really no reason at all.  I changed up my rut of a routine and it was good. 

Saturday, October 06, 2012

A few-ish notes about fall.

1. I love fall. Everyone loves fall. Blah blah blah.  It's true, it's a great time of year.  Weather, leaves, camping, fires, pumpkin everything.  It took me a bit longer to get into it this year.  That's kind of sad, but I won't lie, I've had a hard time adjusting to our schedule this year.  I can figure out in my head how our days will play out, but it always winds up being different.  It seems we always wind up not doing the fun stuff I had hoped to do.  Things are smoothing out and I'm really trying to embrace the advantages(?) of a PM preschool class for Sam...basically we aren't getting out much because the baby needs to nap all the time.  Ok, not all the time, but close.

2. Flag football is super fun to watch.  90% of the time someone is running the wrong way. 50% of the time it's my kid. And it was COLD this morning!  I threw the boys' clothes at Jeremy, grabbed some extra stuff for the baby and myself, then went off to try to sneak in a quick early run before the game. In the parking lot at the game, I tossed some sweats on over my running tights, put on a hat that turned out to be Marcus's and attempted to shove the baby into a snowsuit that turned out to be too small (so far NOTHING has been too small for her...go figure). So she wore it like a cape. Ridiculous. We looked like homeless people.  I like flag football. 

3.  This weekend there is NOTHING (except the game, see #2) on the schedule.  It has been a LONG time since we've had a weekend like this.  SOOO excited.  It's all been good stuff that we've been doing, but it's just been a lot.  We are tired.  I'm going to make these and eat most of them.  You should also go make them.  Now.  Thank me later.

4.  This picture is funny.  And quite an accurate portrayal of their personalities.

5.  Our Thursday morning study this week was called "I Am Undisciplined"...totally necessary.  Kind of wishing it had been the first week of the study (because I needed it about 5 years ago), but it's probably best that I got over the crazy of adjusting to our new schedule first, so that I would really listen.  Trying to take baby steps toward more self control (in basically all areas) and let God truly be in charge.  Let stuff go that doesn't matter and get super intentional with my people.  The big point of the lesson for me was "hey, maybe we're not SUPPOSED to have it all together...we are MADE that way so we draw a bit nearer to God and hear His voice a little more clearly"...not groundbreaking information by any means, but just what I needed a reminder of this week.  A relief.  So in light of that, I'm getting out of here and enjoying this gorgeous day with God and my family.

Tuesday, October 02, 2012

So I'm a pretty sporadic blogger. Project Life has served as my day-to-day way to record a lot of the activities and funny things the kids say...but I have always enjoyed having this little space to jot down other stuff--especially when I don't have any scrap-mojo.  Or let's face it, time to get all that stuff out. :( Anyway, I had this post all written out for Amelia hitting seven months and I was just waiting to pull a picture off of my camera. Now she's almost eight months! oops.

Names we call her: Mimi, Mimi-Mae, piglet, stinkygirlfriend, babybug, little bittie, variations on these themes.  Marcus calls her "Meem", a shortening(?) of Mimi. SO cute. 
Foods she likes: Still a big fan of milk, not too big on bottles lately, so it is good that she's trying all kinds of fruits and veggies and is doing super well at even feeding herself--she doesn't have the pincer grasp yet, but she doesn't let that stop her.  She hasn't turned anything down or gagged on a single food she's tried.  I'm hoping this bodes well for the future, as Marcus is a bit particular and it gets old...I'd rather not have two picky children if I can avoid it. 
New skills this month: Sitting up is going ever so well.  I find her that way in her bed on occasion. Crazy!  She can get up on her hands and knees and sort of lurch along the floor--it's not crawling but I enjoy seeing how motivated she is!  She also likes to get up hands and knees in her crib and sort of rock back and forth, which results in her banging her head repeatedly against the crib slats.  I'd be worried, except Sam went through a phase where he banged his head on the floor all the time, so I know it will pass.  Silly babies.
My little big girl: She had a 6 month check up, and it confirmed what I thought based on her still fitting into 0-3 and 3-6 sizes (pants make great capris, dresses make great shirts!)...she's long and lean. A bit of a surprise, since the boys weren't that way.  And her parents aren't that way, ahem.  It's only a problem because I bought clothes ahead for the fall and winter...and they are all HUGE.  We'll have to get creative!
Girlbrother: Oh how she LOVES her brothers!  Her face just lights up when she sees them.  I love seeing them all "play" together.  The boys are amazing--they bring her toys, they give her puffs when she's in her highchair, they clown around to get her to giggle.  Sigh...I know their relationships will keep changing, but I hope the sweetness always remains, somehow.  The boys have really latched onto the idea that they are her protectors--they have even dressed up in knight costumes with swords and pranced around the bouncy seat keeping evil at bay.

 
We love you, sweet baby. So very blessed and proud to have you in our little family!

Sunday, July 22, 2012

just a quick one.

tonight, when he knew he was in the wrong and was going to be punished with a spanking...sam says: "can this be a time for grace?"

i love that little boy.
so very much.

Friday, June 15, 2012

4 months old...


Amelia is four months old!  I took her to the doctor for her check up and she weighs 13 pounds and is 26 inches long...which puts her in the 20th percentile for weight and at least the 95th for height. I thought she seemed extra long, but now I have proof! The great thing about girls' clothing is that I can keep putting her in 0-3 month pants and if they get too short, they just become capris. And the capris...just become shorts, I guess! Most everything is leggings so it all works!

She's still a super good eater and went through a brief not-taking-a-bottle phase, but I think she's over it.  She sleeps very well for a 4 month old baby, though if it were up to her she'd go to sleep at 8 and be up at 3 to nurse, and then spend the rest of the night in my bed...sometimes I'm just so out of it that she gets to stay, but I'm working on getting her into her crib all night. 

She LOVES to chew on fabric...I try to give her a blanket or burp rag for this, but many times she just finds her skirt and goes to town.  I ask her all the time if she's a girl or a goat, but I get nothing.  It's amusing to me how she gets super agitated in her carseat or on the floor until I give her a blanket to gnaw  Does the trick nearly every time.

I totally adore her little giggles.  She's a little stingy with them, but it's a new skill she's aquired in the past couple of weeks.  She likes to practice this skill most reliably at bedtime...she knows what she's doing, because once she starts, I try anything to keep her going. Weasel.

She is seriously entertained by her brothers...if she's fussy for no apparent reason, I can just put her somewhere that she can see them and the fussy disappears!  She saves her biggest smiles for those two jackals.

Other favorites: being outside, music, pulling my hair, and riding in the bjorn while jeremy mows the lawn. 

Dislikes: the Bumbo chair, spending time on her belly, playing peek-a-boo, and being startled.  Funny story: we were at the zoo and Sam had to use the restroom, so I had to take the whole crew in with me. Sam slammed the toilet seat back down when he was done and the sound TOTALLY freaked her out.  To the point of screaming uncontrollably--which is not her style at all.  I'm thankful we were just about done with our visit, because we had to leave. I could NOT calm her down--it took the ride home to settle her down. Yikes!

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Amelia at 3 months

Three months old! It's been a great three months, and she's already looking so big to me.  I think those first three months with a new baby are fairly rough, but this time was not quite as tough as with either of the boys.  Not sure if it's her or us, but I'm thankful to be fairly well-rested and to be a pretty cheerful mama most of the time.  I've only had a handful of days when I wanted to tear my hair out, and Jeremy was wonderful and took the baby and fed her a bottle so I could go to bed several hours early and skip the bedtime routines. We definitely covet our sleep around here.

At three months, Amelia...
adores her brothers and her muslin blankies.
still has blue eyes (how??!) and reddish blonde hair.
prefers mama to anyone else, but is still super friendly--she'll smile at most anyone who talks to her.
goes to sleep about 8:30, wakes up anywhere from 3:30-5:30 and then sleeps until 8 or so.
loves to nurse, dislikes the bottle but we can get her to take it (phew!)
does NOT keep socks on--kick, kick, kick!
needs 3-6mo clothing for length, but certainly not girth.
still wears a size 1 diaper.
still has a crazy sensitive startle reflex. hilarious.
coos and gurgles like a pro, but i have yet to hear her laugh...can't wait for that!
isn't much of a spitter-upper, thank goodness.
does a great job with caretakers at church and at the Y so I can have some renewal time.
is the cutest little baby I know!
is loved beyond measure!

Monday, February 20, 2012

there's a new shrew in my nest!

On Friday February 10, 2012 sweet little Amelia Mae joined our little family! She weighed in at 7lb, 11oz and was 20.5 inches long. Everything went SO smoothly, it was pretty amazing.  Neither of the boys' births quite went how I would have chosen, so it was such a blessing that this one did!  There were even a couple of med students and a nursing student and her professor observing the birth.  I'm always glad to be an anatomy lesson.  So strange to hear the doctor pointing out all my reproductive parts and the nuring student asking about the size of my ovaries.  Awesome.  I was a little nervous the night before, but having about 12 people in the room brought out the need to be positive and brave and I pretty much got over the nervous part.  I was praying like crazy, the people in the room were excited for us, and to be a hippie about it, there were just "good vibes" all over the room.  God was there!

Of course, I wish things had worked out differently with Sam and Marcus and that this wasn't my third c-section, but that's a different post.  I'm not super hung up on that fact.  I'm a good mom either way and she is so healthy and I'm healing up pretty well.  She came out kicking and screaming and bright red...Apgar is not that important to me, but she? was a 10. I love it!  This is after she calmed down a little bit:

She figured out how to eat almost immediately and is a little milk hog.  Other things she likes: her pacifier, visitors, sleeping, and being swaddled.  Dislikes: diaper changes...and that's pretty much it. She is SO mellow...she barely cries and once my milk came in, has been sleeping 4 and 5 hour stretches at night.  I realize that can change any minute, but I will take it for as long as it lasts! I wake her up during the day to eat and her doctor is happy with her weight gain, so I will enjoy my nights this go around...I remember just DREADING the nights with the boys.  Not knowing if they'd sleep or even eat...they just cried so much.  So did I.  But right now, things are pretty great and I'm on wacky hormone baby high...

Super fun to decorate the girl! I'm not super froo-froo myself, but I do like cute pink things and I do love being crafty, so headbands it is!  We want to call her Mimi for short--doesn't she look just like a "Mimi" in this picture?? I think so. Also, she has the most smoochable cheeks in the history of babies:

The boys have been amazing with their little sister!  Marcus just can't get enough of kissing her and rubbing her little furry head.  Sam loves her, but is a little more restrained and just asks a lot of questions.  I really thought they would be the other way around!

God is good.  We are so blessed to add this happy healthy little girl to our brood of mini-heineywipes!

Also...I must mention my amazing people...my husband has been fabulous, picking up my slack with laundry and clutter and anything requires multiple trips up and down the stairs or carrying anything. No complaints, no eyerolls, I feel so supported!  My mom was here last week helping with that stuff and with the boys as well so Jeremy could be at work and take this week off instead.  And we've had some delicious meals from family and friends--such a blessing to not have to plan/shop/cook for a bit...just enjoy my sweet babe and catch up on interrupted sleep.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

quick catch-up.

Hello there, blog readers...all 4 or so of you. :) Though the magic of Christmas cards, I rediscovered that DENISE is a reader...so I'm outing you and sending lots of love your way! For those not in the know, she's my oldest friend.  And by that I mean I've known her the longest of any of my friends (we went to PRESCHOOL together!), not that she's old.  Because we're the same age, and I'm *certainly* not old.

It's been a busy couple of weeks, but when is it not?  My mom was here for a visit, and among other things we ate a big brunch.  Marcus was my official waffle tester.  He tasted and saw that they were good.  Waffles are the official food of the third trimester.

My mom brought this amazing gift along, which is serving as an excellent body pillow...and on the rare occasion when I make my bed, Marky loves to come into my room and just cackle.  


So I might be nesting...I've done all kinds of weird cleaning tasks around the house.  Strange, I know.  I've superfreaked all three bathrooms, organized a couple of closets (with! labels!), tagged up a ton of baby boy clothes for the Lucky Duck, made up the baby's room, pre-registered at the hospital, and washed and hung up a lot of pink clothing...below is a shot of the baby's closet--so strange to me to see this in my house, but I suppose we'll get used to it before long. Pretty sure we've settled on a name and a nickname--we've been trying it out just between Jeremy and I, and it's growing on me--becoming more real.  Funny how the naming process has been different with each baby...with Sam, we were set really early for both boy and girl names, with Marcus, we decided the night before and weren't offically decided on a girl name, and with this one it's just been different since we knew it was a girl and we both liked VERY different names from the start.  You'll just have to wait and see, though.  The suspense is killing you, right?  Ha. 

Other news?  The boys tried out wrestling club.  They may be a little young, but I think Sam may stick with it.  It's only for a couple of months, and they are important months to have an ACTIVE outlet.  I love these kids with all my heart, but they get CRAZY when the weather keeps us more in than out.  Today our plans were cancelled due to ice--school are closed, roads are bad...so I made them help me clean and then they played "circus" which involved Sam trying to shoot his brother out of a cannon made of a couple of chairs and a bedsheet.  There have been tears but no blood, so I call it a success. 

Sunday, January 15, 2012

laughing like a jackal. and it feels good.

if i could keep one pregnancy "symptom" around after this baby arrives, it would be the way i get the giggles. like laugh till i cry and maybe until i'm running to the bathroom before i pee my pants giggles.  i have been finding everything so ridiculously funny for the past 8 or so months. i kind of love it.  but now i'm getting to the point where sometimes it HURTS to laugh, and i tell jeremy all the time to "save the funny" for later so i can laugh at it when it feels better. but tonight the baby was situated in such a way that i could guffaw and chortle and hoot to my heart's content. ahhhh feels good.

this happened to a lesser extent when i was pregnant with sam...i remember telling people to hold the funny. i really wish i had made a list, but i do remember one particular story about "stepping on a nut"...i really truly stepped on a nut. we were out walking, since i was overdue and dying to get the baby out and i stepped on an acorn. it was kind of rainy out and the acorn sort of rolled under the tread of my shoe and made a sound that can only be described as "suspicious". so i said "whoa, i stepped on a nut!" of course jeremy didn't believe me and said i was lying to cover up passing gas. oh how it struck me as so funny--but it hurt so much to laugh that i had to make myself stop. to this day, jeremy won't believe me but it still makes me giggle just thinking about it. "stepping on a nut" has since been our euphemism of choice for sneaky fart situations.

so a few from tonight...so hopefully i can keep laughing in a few weeks when i'm sleep-deprived and crazy:

1. talking like Gloria on Modern Family. all day long. almost. i do a really good job, if i do say so myself. it amuses me to no end and i usually can't finish what i am saying. my man might not find this as entertaining as i do.

2. we have (had) a small chocolate stash in the freezer. tonight jeremy got some out and shared with the boys. he dropped a piece, and marcus ate it off of the floor...marcus then ran across the kitchen and was DELIGHTED to find more--i can't properly type the joyful noise he made...then he discovered that what he thought was chocolate was really a black Lego and threw it out into the dining room with a sound of disgust that also is difficult to replicate. oh how i wish i had that moment on video. i just have to keep playing it in my head and hope it never goes away!

3. jeremy used my computer to sign into his library account tonight and left himself logged in. foolish move. so i filled up his holds queue with books on goat husbandry. (i can type this here because i think he reads my blog about once a year.) ohhhh can't wait until he figures that one out. i just kept spontaneously laughing about this throughout the evening as i thought about it. which of course jeremy kept asking me about, and i had to keep making stuff up, which was all very absurd, which got even funnier....hopefully he won't see anything until the emails start arriving that his books are in at the dupont branch...even better would be people seeing a stack of goat books and recognizing his name on the little ticket. heeeeeeeeeeeee!!

4. jeremy couldn't remember the word for "scarf"...so he tried some others.  "shawl" was pretty close, "neck warmer" was ok,  but "compress" put me over the edge and i had to pause the show we were watching because i was laughing so hard.

5. jeremy doesn't always (ok...really not ever) share my amusement in these cases, which actually makes me laugh harder. so not a funny in and of itself, but a funny magnifier? straight man? whatevs.

no one will find my short list nearly as amusing as i do...surely the baby won't either...poor thing has been bounced around all night with my crazy cackling!

on another note? pretty sure nesting has begun. i'll hit 35 weeks tomorrow, so that sounds about right....i think my dear husband was praying for this day. i've purged and re-organized my closet, cleaned and sanitized all the bottles and pump parts, made a quilt, washed a bunch of baby laundry and started freaking out about not having a dresser...good thing the baby won't care about onesies in a pile on the floor if that's where they stay. :)