Cary’s Second Week in (Mostly) Pictures


Two weeks old!


It’s hard to believe she’s 11 days old already. It’s even harder to believe that I was pregnant just two weeks ago. She’s such a quiet baby. The past two days she’s started “saying” a bit more, but she’s a sweet girl. So alert and observant!


She is so peaceful! thumb_img_1775_1024

How we do most of our sleeping at night. thumb_img_1835_1024

And how we do the second leg of sleeping at night. So thankful for a Daddy who helps out in so many ways!

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We finally made it over to Nannie and Pop’s for a visit. thumb_img_1779_1024

They were so happy to finally meet her!


We had plans of all three “boys” wearing their Super Man shirts for a photo shirt, but umm… well, the new Super MAN never arrived. thumb_img_1807_1024

So, Grammy fixed her shirt and we had a fun little photo shoot to document it. thumb_img_1814_1024

The best moments in the world!


One of the greatest comforts for all of us during this transition was books. Lots of books! We did a lot of reading together and this was our favorite in those first few weeks.


Sweet Miss at the end of two weeks!

Family Time with Pepaw and Nonnie


Pepaw came to see me and I was so excited!


We took a trip to the Virginia Living Museum after being cooped up for weeks and weeks. Nonnie and Pepaw joined us and the weather could not have been more perfect.


The boys love having Pepaw in town because he’s not afraid to get on the floor and play with them. Legoes were the activity of choice most of our days together!

Party Like You Just Had a Baby

In those first few weeks after Cary’s birth, I was stir crazy. To say we had cabin fever would have been an understatement of the century. Not only were we cooped up for weeks waiting on her to get here, but afterward I had to heal and give my body time to do recuperate which meant MORE at home time. But we kept busy, and we tried to be creative while creating special moments and memories together.


I tried to set a beautiful table at least once a day. It wasn’t always fancy or even all that “beautiful” but it was to us. We discovered German Pancakes and it changed our lives! 😉 Breakfast became the highlight of the day when the boys were able to watch the crazy shapes our pancake would take while baking in the oven. Because no two pancakes turn out the same, it was delightful, and memorable, and … even comfortable.

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The boys had a grand time setting up forts and barricades and playing “Army” together. Timmy was thankful for his helmet because he got caught in the line of fire.


Stabbing a box with an oversized pencil was also the play of choice one day. Boys. That’s all I’m gonna say.


Before Cary was born, I gathered the stuff for a Caribbean party. We dug out the decorations, glued some sequence and googly eyes on some foam hearts to make fish, and ate dinner outside one night. thumb_img_1705_1024

Nonnie and Pepaw were with us, so it was a nice family affair! thumb_img_1695_1024

Then, of course, we enjoyed snow cones together.


And all the while, little girl continued to be practically perfect. We nicknamed her Mary Poppins!

Cary’s First Week in (Mostly) Pictures

Susannah Cary

Thanks to Nonnie for rushing out to buy little miss some pink clothes! So adorable!

Susannah Cary and Samuel

This little boy was over the moon! This picture was snagged as the overflow of love and joy exploded. He didn’t know I had a camera. This is sheer delight of a five year old boy whose dream for a sister came true today. He looked at her after this and whispered, “A sister and she is ours!”

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The Dutton girls were glad to add another girl to our mix!

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We made it through the first night!


The snores and snuggles of the first few days are just precious. Slowing down can be hard, but these are moments I will never get back. Soaking them all in right now as we heal and recoup from baby girl’s big entry. This is amazing grace!

Someone just won’t let me put her down. Shame isn’t it? I tried so hard too. Eh, rest time for everyone this afternoon.




I think it’s safe to say that her big brothers are over the moon about her!

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I never thought I would be snuggling my own pink. I was content with my occasional snuggles with nieces throughout the years. I was convinced being a boy mom was what I was made to do. But this. Just this. It’s something altogether sweet. It helps that she’s an incredible baby. I know she will eventually “wake up,” but in the meantime, this sweetness is more than I can handle.

And this right here is what kept labor stalled … That little arm right there. I love the first week or two after babies are born because you get to see all their little womb positions. I cannot count how many times we tried to check her head position only to be confused by that little arm. Ohhh, but she is here now.

This little girl right is my easiest post partum baby yet (by way of sleep and care, NOT as easy on my body though)! The last few days she’s found a rhythm, and I’ve actually been able to get more sleep than I ever dreamed possible. No, it’s not easy. Yes, I still squeeze in naps and nurse groggy eyed at night, but this girl deserves to be bragged on. I want to remember that she might have taken her merry time getting here, but she came out ready to be a blessing. I think I was wrong about the thumb vs. pacifier. She uses neither to self soothe so far. She loves sleeping in her basket at night swaddled in a thin blanket with a thicker blanket over her feet. She sleeps on her back which has NEVER happened for me. During the day, she still prefers to be held and really sleeps well when I use the Sleepy Wrap and wear her. Last night we went to bed around 11 and woke twice in the night to nurse, every few hours just like she should. Tomorrow she will be one week old, and I have to say, it’s been the best first week yet and it has nothing to do with me and everything to do with that little unique person, fashioned by God, right there.

I think I finally got a baby who looks like me. I think she’s going to have her Daddy’s hair color though, and if so, I am so jealous. So very, very jealous. I see more red tints everyday, especially if she wears pink.