Late night monologue

Sweet babe is waking up for his gazillionth feeding of the day.
He is so precious laying here in my arms...but he smells a bit like aged cheese.

Little girls are sprawled out across their beds...exhausted from a long day of running here and there. Tia is sleeping with a purse shaped book she checked out from the library. It hasn't left her sight since 3 in the afternoon. J is slumbering soundly, in a position that is taking up the entire bed.
And all 4 of our pillows.

Visited a good friend this evening who is recovering from heart surgery. She sent us home with all of her non-heart healthy foods which are now on the dining room table tempting me. Late night cravings are kicking in.
All I want is one bite.

Just one...

Daddy

Patient
Affectionate
Hilarious
Strong
Compassionate
Forgiving
Gentle
Intelligent
Playful
Honorable
and
Ridiculously good looking.

How did we get so lucky?

Ty-tanium

I have nothing clever or remotely interesting to blog about today.
But here are some pictures.

Thank you for your time.

Day in the life

This photo shoot perfectly demonstrates the emotions that a woman (me) goes through on a typical postpartum day:


Oh for the love....it's morning already?

I feel good today. Life is good.

We are so blessed. Aren't we so blessed?

WHY is life so DIFFICULT?

I really don't know how I'm feeling right now.

I have to go to the bathroom.


Gag.


I JUST need a little SPACE!

Life is good. So blessed.

I don't know why they say babies get all the attention...

I mean, jeez.


p.s. Doesn't J look so handsome in green?

Go big or go home

Today this sweet child ...

was placed on the scale at the doctor's office. And this is what the doctor had to say:

"Whoa-Good GRIEF! (word has been changed) What on earth have you been feeding him?"
Then he put his hand on Ty's belly and said "Hellooo Mr. Piggy."

Yes he really did say that.

That would be because Mr. Piggy gained 3 pounds in 3 weeks. If you're not schooled in baby gaining patterns, usually infants are expected to gain a grand total of 1-2 pounds during their first month of life. Not a pound a week.
So....
What does this mean for the future? Could this current 95th percentile status be an indicator of 'top of the charts' status throughout his whole life? I hope so.
The real question is, how do we turn this incredible rate of weight-gain into monetary gain for Jordan and I?
What. You know you'd be thinking it too.

Say cheese

K everyone, tilt a little to the right.
A little more.
Little bit more...
And..Perfect.

Speaking of cryin' issues...

Glad to know we feel the same about laundry.