mascots

It's been fun to pick out an animal mascot for each of our girls. I wanted something that would be special and unique for each of them but it turns out they are each collecting more than one.

Our oldest is our Butterfly, made more notorious by this blog but originally chosen because that's how we decorated her room. It was especially well chosen because as she's grown, her personality really shows that she is in fact, our social butterfly--friendly, beautiful and full of energy. But she's also been our tiger (the first gift we were ever given for her was a tiger stuffed animal that took to the hospital with us) and our bunny (another gift was a hooded towel that looked like a bunny and had her name embroidered on it, as well as her first Halloween costume).

Baby 2 is our Ladybug, picked because she was so delicate, pretty and sweet (and that's how we've decorated her new room). But as she's grown, she's become daddy's "munga". It's how she first pronounced monkey, a favorite toy (which was actually a kid leash that she begged to wear) and now because she really is a monkey! She's mischievous and playful, afraid of nothing and loves to climb everything!

Baby 3's mascot is undecided. We picked a stuffed animal kitty to be her first gift but didn't really intend for it to be a nickname. Perhaps she will be our little bird because of her cute baby bird eagerness to eat. Or maybe flower because her skin is incredibly soft like rose petals. Sometimes she moves in her sleep like a little puppy when dreaming. Or when I hold her up to my shoulder, she tucks her feet up and snuggles in like a little tree frog. When pregnant, she gave me serious sugar cravings and moved like a tasmainian devil. And when I hold her now, especially with what she's been through here in NICU, I can't help but think about angels. There are lots of possibilities, we will see what she picks.