I'm here.I'm on a lot of drugs right now ... having trouble stringing sentences together. Also, not supposed to drive cars.
Daddy dressed Sagan today: he put her in a 12 month shirt that looks like a newborn size dress. He loves LOVES his little girl!
Last night was pretty much insane. Canon wasn't feeling well and wanted to be in bed with us. I'm kind of a family bed girl when it comes to newborns (I have this great, life saving technique which allows me to doze on my side while baby eats) and Crichton kind of fit himself into the void in the middle of the bed. We decided our Queen size bed may not be big enough.
Good news, I weighed myself on my weighing little machine thing, scale, and, after having my 6 pound baby, I weigh 5 pounds less then the morning I went to the hospital. My boobs are freakishly ginormous and leaky, baby even gained some weight before we left the hospital. My lower plumbing may not be properly hooked up to get kids out, but my mammary glands work double time to make up for it! My abdomen is being held together by staples - which my 6 yr old finds endlessly fascinating. I hope he doesn't get any ideas for experimentation ...
I'll find a picture and go sit down, watch TV, and try not to scratch my face off (stupid narcotic side-effects).
2 Brilliant Bits of Inspiration:
you two look like you've been together forever...old souls getting reacquainted.
Congratulations!! She is beautiful and I love the name.
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