Random whatnot because I can...

I was thinking that I need to post a picture of myself. Carter is 6 days old. That's almost a week post delivery. I have lots of pregnant friends who might benefit knowing it's ok and normal not to look exactly like you did before you got pregnant when you leave the hospital. I am still sporting a "pregnant belly". It's gross, but it's normal. Of course, if I do that, they'll probably all be freaks of nature and walk of of the hospital looking like super models. You bitches.

:)

We're all in love. Carter is wonderful. I am biased, of course, but I think he's absolutely adorable. God, he is so wonderful. I owe the man upstairs BIG TIME for my 2 perfectly handsome and healthy little boys. We took both the boys to the doctor Tuesday. Trenton had a cough and Carter had a 2 day follow up. Trenton feels better and Carter has gained ONE AND A HALF OUNCES since we left the hospital Sunday afternoon. Let me put this in perspective, babies lose weight after birth. Learning to eat and whatever else causes this. When we left the hospital, Carter weighed 7 pounds even. The doctor was VERY impressed that he'd gained weight. He eats people. This is a breastfeeding maniac. He is doing so well. Lots of moms struggle. In fact, most struggle, I think. But he figured it out quickly and we've had no issues since. My only issue is my giant boobs. I mean giant. I am completely convinced now that I don't want a boob job. What a pain these things are!!

I do want to take a moment to brag on my husband. He is fabulous. So hands-on and helpful. He adores his son and it would take a complete moron not to see that instantly. He was supposed to go back to work yesterday, but stayed home one more day because I was literally up all night with the baby so he could sleep and was a wreck the next morning. So he took the baby from me and insisted I stay in bed. He brought him to me he was hungry and then wisked him away again. And realizing Trenton may need some one on one time, he took Trenton to the store the other night. Just so he could have some undivided attention. Scott is amazing and I love him more than I can say. Thank you, Love, for being exactly who you are.

And I want to tell all my fabulous, wonderful, fantastic friends "THANK YOU". We've gotten so many emails/texts/messages with well wishes and congrats that we could never respond to all of them. But we appreciate you. Sincerely.

And and hearty, down-on-my-kness-worshiping-you thanks to everyone who's brought us or is bringing us dinner. You have no idea how much that helps. My fatigue makes me a danger to myself and others. Putting me in a kitchen with so many weapons would be good for NO ONE!! Seriously, you have no idea how thankful I am. I am contemplating a creative thank you gift. But I am tired and slow so I am still working on it. You are all wonderful God-sent saints. Julie, for setting that up, you are my hero.

My next post will be more pictures. Carter is so dang cute and Trenton is LOVING being a big brother. Those two are going to break lots of hearts. Sorry ladies. What can I say?! I make pretty babies!

:)