|A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...|
Yes, friends, that would be October 9, 2013. It was shortly after my little sister's wedding in California and a family trip to "Dih-ney-lahhh!" (L was in love and would have threatened to run away to Minnie's house, if she could have conceived of the idea herself), which was followed by a whole lot of very preggo waddling, a lot of panicked prepping at work to get things settled and then, y'know, a baby:
|Little W, born November 4, 2013|
Despite all my VBAC studying, the little dude arrived via c-section - a story for another day - and, unlike his sister, he managed to avoid the NICU. He was a big boy (8 lbs!), and continues to be (4 months old and wearing 6 month jammies!)...so take that, HCPs who kept alluding to my diabetes whenever his size came up.
The two of them make my heart virtually explode every time I see them together. I'm filled to bursting with ooey gooey love for my kids (KIDS! PLURAL!) and am beyond grateful that I have them both. I am also shocked at how woefully unprepared I was to deal with two children under the age of 3 in the same house. OMG. If I were an octopus, I still wouldn't have enough hands to do everything that needs doing.
Hence the rather impressive neglect here. However, I returned to work a few weeks ago, W is a little older (read: nursing less often, sleeping more consistently), and I hope to get back into the swing of things. Until then, some pictures from our time apart:
|Most forlorn flower girl ever!|
|Rockin' my Ping pre-surgery|
|My twentieth diaversary!|
|L's first time playing in snow|
|Two-month pediatrician appointment|
|Oh, these troublemakers...|