If you guys follow me on instagram you know that we just added a new addition to our family a couple of days ago! Jake and I have been talking about getting a dog for a while. Well Jake was getting more and more persistent about it and went out Monday morning with Evelyn and came back with a very cute golden retriever mix. We had several names picked out but Milo, (pronounced mee-lo) was Evelyn's favorite! It has been so fun to see Evelyn interact with Milo. She has always been a lover of animals. She had no problem stand next to my brother and sister-in-laws great dane when she was even younger!

But lets be real here. Having a puppy is a lot harder than I thought it was going to be. Mostly because I still have other little ones that I need to watch and take care of. The first day I wanted to cry. Training a puppy is like taking all the things you teach your kids over several years and teaching it to a puppy in a matter of a couple of weeks; aka potty training, no biting, gentle play, sleep training and so on! Jake and I have never been so exhausted! I am so behind on laundry, Evelyn and Aiden mostly just stay in their pajamas all day and I'm lucky enough to get my teeth brushed...forget doing my hair and makeup! 

However there is a silver lining in this post! Things have been going a lot smoother the past two days. Hardly any accidents, crate training is the bomb and Milo has been doing so good lately. It's funny how Milo has interacted with both of my kids in different ways. Aiden is his little baby and he is very protective over him and loves to just snuggle next to him. It's the cutest thing ever! Evelyn is Milo's mini boss. We've taught her well and Milo doesn't mess around with Evelyn. They do love to play together though and sometimes things can get a little nippy but we are working on it! So overall I really do love having a dog. And so do my kiddos. 

Sometimes when I think about the idea of having to take care of two kids, I get a little intimidated. (okay maybe a lot). Evelyn and I have a really good routine down and bringing another child into the mix might ruin it. But then I sit back and silently watch Evelyn. She is already training herself to be a great big sister! A couple of days ago I walked by Evelyn's room to find her in her rocking chair with a handful of her stuffed animals, singing them a song as she rocked them to sleep. She loves taking her baby doll for walks in the little stroller we got her for Christmas. This morning she was brushing her dolls hair, which I do to Evelyn a lot. She then took the baby doll, brought her to her bed and tucked her in with a blanket. 

How could I possibly believe those thoughts after witnessing those precious moments. Of course I know it might be a little hard at the beginning. Evelyn getting used to having another little person in the house that needs my attention as well. 

But I really think we are going to be okay. 

Love is in the air and our little Evelyn sure can tell. 

She has been making this pucker face all day today! 

Kisses all around for this little family.

My contractions start to get around 5 minutes apart, and that is when we decide we should probably head to the hospital just to be safe. And of course....it had been snowing pretty much all afternoon. Awesome. We get to the hospital, find our way up to the delivery room, I give them my symptoms, fill out paper work and they have us head back to a room. Of course the room next to me is full with a lady giving birth to twins....naturally. So of course she is just screaming bloody murder. The front desk lady looks at my terrified face and tries to make me feel better by saying, "not everyone's labor is like this." Yikes! So we get in our room, I change and have a seat on the bed waiting for the nurse to come in. Meanwhile Jake and I can still hear the lady screaming. Finally the nurse comes in, breaks the awkward/horrible silence and straps me up to a heart and contraction monitor. My contractions are now around 3 minutes apart. I am dilated to a two and 80 % effaced. They want to monitor me for an hour before they do anything. An hour later they check me, still dilated to a two. They decide to shoot me up with some morphine to stop the contractions and send me home. They are thinking only 1-2 weeks before baby E comes! We will wait patiently (ha yeah right)  and see what happens! Jake has currently taken on the role of contraction police and asks me every so often if I have had a contraction! Haha I think it's cute. 

I can't wait to see what features our little baby will have! All I know is our poor baby is going to have chubby cheeks forever! But that's what makes a baby cute right?