Big sister, bigger brother

Here's a shot of the newest addition at 10 days old and already catching up to his petite big sister. I may start a separate savings account to cover his future food bills.

Dad and son

Dylan arrived 12/8 weighing in at a chunky 9 lbs. 14.8 oz. My apologies on delayed post. I took a social media break to get adjusted to this new little one.

He is very mellow and is putting on weight like a pro. His big sister is enthralled and adores him but is having some terrible two issues (not her usual cooperative, helpful self and wants to do EVERYTHING herself, whether it's within her abilities and my patience level or not) that we're grappling with.

Those issues aside, we are LOVING the new addition. Non-cell phone pix to come.

Five days overdue

This is what it looks like: a woman trying unsuccessfully to smuggle a medicine ball.

I wake up every morning to Snap, Crackle and Pop. No, not the cereal. That's the sound my pregnancy-loosened joints make as I side-roll/hoist myself out of bed like a whale trying to un-beach itself.

Truthfully though, other than being really tired and short on stamina (and non-polyester/elastic clothing), I feel fine. Like I did 2-3 months ago.

No massive swelling turning the ends of my legs into "cankles," no headaches, major pains or other discomforts. I'm even still working, because If I'm not in active labor, I'd rather be working and saving up my leave for when the baby's really here, not home on the couch watching Ellen and "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant" marathons. After all, that's what Saturdays are for. ;-)

I'm at Antipartum testing right now just making sure baby's movin' and groovin' okay since he's being all reluctant about joining us. So far so good: lots of kicks and rolls like he's trying out yoga poses in there. Ultrasound is up next, which is always cool. More news soon hopefully.