Jul 19, 2015

Currently

I'm stealing hijacking borrowing this idea from a few other lovely bloggers - figured this was a fun way to start the week!

Currently....

Reading: Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child. We're really working on a sleep schedule for Parks and while some of the suggestions in here are about letting a baby cry it out (if it works for you great, but not our cup of tea), I'm learning a lot about sleep!

Loving: This crazy little boy of ours. Despite the not sleeping, he is so much fun these days - cooing and smiling, and making us laugh so much!

Frustrated: That I have to work. I mean, doesn't someone just want to pay me to stay at home with P? Because I would totally rock it. Having said that, last week and this week I'm part-time before I go back to work full-time - so glad I can ease into it because I was wiped after my first day back.

Feeling: Tired. And thankful.

Thinking: It's crazy what's happened in a year. We're fast approaching our one-year date of being in this house - it seems like so long ago when we were still in a one-bedroom apartment. This means we're also approaching a year since Cece's due date, and a year since finding out I was pregnant with Parker. Just...wow.

Anticipating: Parker's baptism next weekend! We have friends and family coming into town and I can't wait to celebrate this little boy!

Watching: Friday Night Lights. I finished the series before heading back to work and now there's a hole in my heart nothing else can fill, so I'm re-watching it. #texasforever

Listening to: Book Riot podcasts during my commute - it's amazing how quickly they make the car ride go by. Also, the new Kacey Musgraves CD - mind your own biscuits, indeed!

Working: Hard at this sleep schedule. I'm keeping a sleep log, but I think we had the trifecta working against us this week - Parks adjusting to me being back at work, a growth spurt, and maaaybe the very start of teething. (It would be early, but there are so many signs there, we'll just have to see). Last night he slept on me on the couch and we both woke up rested this morning. You just need some Mama snuggles? No problem, tiny man.

Grateful: For the naps P takes, even though they're only about 40 minutes each. It's amazing what you can get done in 40 minutes. For instance, cleaning off the coffee table, sterilizing bottles, throwing in laundry, and eating with more than one hand.

Wondering: What the future looks like for us this year - I definitely do not want to rush any time, but I'm curious to see how Parks will like the colors of fall (he's a big fan of outside walks), and all the lights around Christmas!
Wanting: Just a little more time in each day - but specifically time where I don't have to pump so I can just use it to sleep. Ha!

Loving: Oatmeal. Random, right? I've been having instant oatmeal in the mornings when I pump, and it's so easy and filling, especially when my brain isn't quite ready to function yet. (Five AM comes earrrly). Also, I'm still having no dairy because of P's sensitivity, but have found coconut milk to be a great substitute in drinks - frappucinos, iced coffee - it's surprisingly good!

Wishing: Um, for a money tree? Otherwise I'm good right now!

What are you reading, anticipating, and loving lately? Have a great rest of your weekend!

Jul 9, 2015

Back to Me

Disclaimer: this post is about my experience mentally and physically after having my son. These are all pretty "standard" things to feel, but each woman and experience is different, and I did not have any dealings with post-partum depression or "baby blues." If you're continually sad or feel like you just can't snap out of something, please talk to someone!

It's been two and a half months since this little man entered our lives. I knew there would be changes, and hormones, and things I couldn't even anticipate after having a baby, and I knew it would take a little bit to feel like myself again.

Ten weeks. It took ten weeks.

The first three weeks were a blur of tears and hormones. I thought I was good at two weeks out - I remember having a doctor's appointment to have my c-section incision checked and telling the doctor other than being tired I felt great. The next day Ben was at work and Parker wouldn't settle in the evening (this was before we realized he had a dairy issue), and I was panic texting my mother-in-law - when she came over I just started sobbing.

The next three weeks were me trying not to over do it; I was off all the pain medicine they gave me at the hospital and I was so excited that I felt well enough to stand and do a few things, but then I'd regret it later when I started bleeding more, or was monumentally exhausted. I was frustrated that I couldn't do more. The mantra of this time was "you are a patient for six weeks."

At six weeks I got the "all clear" - no more restrictions for exercise or limit the amount of times I could climb the stairs during the day. I went walking in the mall with P and my Dad later that week and was amazed at how wiped I was afterwards. The hormones were getting better, but there were still times when I would be so frustrated, or tired, all I could do was cry.

I went to a restorative yoga class with the intention of honoring my body - for years I felt like it told me no, and it finally did this amazing thing. The class was wonderful, but I was surprised at how much my mind strayed during it, wondering if Parker was okay, if he was fussing, if I left enough milk (Ben was at work so he was with my Dad for the hour or so I was in class). Turns out he slept most of the time for my Dad and then screamed for me all the way home. (Well played kiddo).

When I was first home from the hospital, I was pumping every two hours. I slept in the glider in our living room for a solid three weeks - Parker was downstairs in the pack and play, all the pump stuff was downstairs, and I couldn't climb the stairs as many times as I would need to when I was pumping that often. After a few weeks I pumped every three hours - this meant multiple times during the night, and if I did go out during the day, it was for a very short period of time in between pumping sessions. When I got to about seven or eight weeks post partum I went to four hours between pumping sessions and it felt like a vacation! Just now at 10 weeks have I gone to five hours apart (in order to help me adjust before I go back to work), and only now do I feel like I have time to get things done other than washing bottles, sterilizing pumping parts, and taking care of Parks.

I've always been a slow healer, but I am amazed at how my body has recovered - I really credit that to all the round-the-clock care we had the first six weeks of his life. My mom, my mother-in-law, family members, friends - they brought food, spent the night, washed bottles, and pretty much did everything so all we had to do was take care of the baby. This was amazing, so incredibly needed, and I will be forever grateful.

Ben's been so encouraging, especially these past few weeks as I'm getting ready to go back to work, telling me how great I look and how proud he is of me. I believed him of course, but I never really gave my weight pre-pregnancy much thought, and I'm not especially worried about it now. However, I remember the day when I didn't have to move my stomach to see my feet, and passing myself in the mirror and thinking "wow, I look kind of skinny!" (Side note: if you have a friend who is a new mom, even if you think she knows it, she can't hear "you look great," or "you're doing a great job," enough).
10.5 weeks post-partum; when I think I look big I'm going to remind myself of this picture - ha!
Parker is just now starting to really sleep in longer stretches, and since I adjusted my pumping schedule I've actually had a few nights of five hours of uninterrupted sleep - the longest stretch I've had since he's been born!

I don't feel like I'm doing a good job of explaining all the different things I've felt, but I also think that's indicative of the roller coaster of emotions you experience.

At the end of the day it's worth it, but some of the moments getting there are doozies.
Good thing you're cute, buddy!
I know there is still healing happening, but I'm so glad to say I finally feel like I'm "back to me."

Jul 5, 2015

Tidbits

I'm entering my last full week at home with P, so there's lots of snuggles, and a decent amount of tears (on my part), because how can I ever leave him????

In order to keep this blog from collecting too much dust I thought I'd do a fun bullet-point style post, and there may even be a guest blog later this week!

*This dude is going to be 10 weeks old tomorrow. TEN weeks. We are officially in the double digits with the weeks people, and I don't know what to do about it. It's so interesting because I remember when I reached 10 weeks in my pregnancy I was starting to hold my breath a little bit less; I'd officially gotten past the part of the pregnancy where we lost Cece, and I was only a couple more weeks away from the end of the first trimester. It's amazing to think how far we've come. (Also, I was in full-on morning sickness mode. So. Much. Puking. Ahh, memories!)
*It's July. July! Summer is in full swing, but let's be real, this gal is already dreaming about fall.

*The night of 4th of July was horrible. I expected it to be loud, and Ben and I decided we'd do the bedtime routine but I'd sleep with him downstairs (figuring I'd have to hold him most of the time), because I didn't want him associating the loud noises with his crib and interrupted sleep. Sure enough he was woken up almost every two hours like clock work - 10 PM, a little after midnight (right after he'd fallen back asleep!) and then my favorite, 2 AM. If I thought my neighbors were the ones who set off the fireworks at 2 AM I would have marched right out and given them a piece of my mind, but I think it was at least one street over. This has made today interesting, and I'm hoping it didn't totally screw his sleep up for tonight. *Sigh*
P sleeping before all the crazy fireworks
*Speaking of sleep, I might finally get some more tonight! I'm extending my night pumping schedule which means I'm not going to get up at 3 AM anymore to pump. I'll be adjusting my schedule throughout the day tomorrow so my body has time to get used to it before I go back to work. Here's hoping this really does mean more sleep for me, because that would be glorious.

*I have been watching the crap out of Friday Night Lights on Netflix. I had watched the first season before but then never got back to it, but right now I am currently binging through it - I'm already halfway through season three. Tammy and Coach Taylor are awesome - clear eyes, full hearts, can't lose!

*I finally, finally, feel like I'm back to myself. My hormones have settled, I'm a little more confident in myself as a mom, and while there are things I'm worried about, I figure that's not going to go away anytime soon. (Whole post about this coming soon).
It's not always sunshine and rainbows over here. Sometimes we are drama queens.
*We are baptizing Parks at the end of the month, and I'm SO excited! Faith is something that has always been present in my life but in the past few years has been questioned for me - not whether or not there is a God, but more if the beliefs of the Church I was raised in are really what I believe. I've learned time and time again that life is messy and is definitely not black and white and I no longer expect my faith to be. While Ben and I don't currently have a church we attend, I'm so excited for P to know and have a relationship with God, and baptism is the first step!

*P and I are headed to a mom and baby yoga class Tuesday and I'm so excited! I've gone to a couple of restorative yoga classes since I got cleared for exercise, and while I'm dying to do a Vinyasa class, I know I really need to ease back in. I can't wait to see what this class consists of! 

What's been going on in your world lately?

Jun 28, 2015

The second month


He:
*Tracks people with his eyes, which is especially sweet when someone else is holding him and he just keeps following me! He definitely knows who Ben and I are!
*Smiles and coos so much these days! Yet has also perfected the quivery pouty lip when he cries so he looks extra pathetic.
*Still only tolerates tummy time, but holds his head up really well most of the time.
*Thinks ceiling fans are THE coolest thing ever. It is hilarious and awesome to watch him looking at the fan.
*Still makes the best faces.
*Loves baths, but doesn't really care for getting out of them, and will sometimes scream like you are murdering him. (See also, he has a good set of lungs).
*Has officially been out of newborn clothes for a few weeks. (Excuse me I'll just be over here sobbing).
*Weighs almost 12 pounds according to a bathroom scale - I can't wait to see what he weighs at his doctor's appointment next week!
*Wakes up just like his Dad...slooowly!
*Has gradually tolerated being in a carrier or wrap, but really only when he's sleeping.
*Is like a different kid since I eliminated dairy. He's not inconsolable at nights any more and when he does cry I know it's because he's tired or hungry, versus just being miserable.
She:
*Is becoming more efficient at things - getting him in and out of the carseat faster, knowing how much time it's going to take us to get out the door, etc. However, I am still amazed at how time-consuming this little boy is!
*Am kind of over pumping. My supply has been amazing and I don't want to jinx that in any way, but sometimes all that keeps me motivated is knowing how expensive dairy-free formula is. I love seeing how he's healthy and growing, but exclusively pumping? Not for the faint of heart.
*Am trying to savor savor savor - I'm going back to work in a couple weeks and while I haven't been worried about being away from Parker before (we've left him with the grandparents a few times already), I think knowing my time at home with him is limited is making me all sad and clingy. The other night he was sleeping on my shoulder, and I could feel his little breath against my neck, and I could see his cheek squished against me. I kept kissing his face and saying, "you're my son! You're my son!"
We:
*Have been working hard at establishing a bedtime routine. Right now it takes about an hour and a half from start to finish (he fights sleep like a champ), and while we are slowly starting to see progress, sometimes I feel like it's going to break me. I've also compared Parker to Jesse Spano, because he's so tired he can't handle it. ("I'm so excited! I'm so excited! I'm so...scared!") I have to remind myself this is a process.
*The other day someone asked us what our favorite part of parenting was so far - Ben said watching him discover things, (I mean hello, ceiling fan!) and I said the trust. Even when he cries, he knows we'll take care of him - we'll feed him, or change him, or simply comfort him, and I love that!
Story of your life, kid!
We love you so much Parks! Happy two months, buddy!

Jun 24, 2015

Wednesday fun

Oh hi! I'm still alive!

There's a two-month post coming soon (omg, Parks is two months old!) but in the meantime we are trying to simply savor this sweet little boy. (I'm headed back to work in a few weeks and I'm already dreading it!)

What's going on in your world?

And in case you're having a rough week, don't worry, P totally gets it.

Happy hump day!

Jun 11, 2015

We Walk for Hope

This post is much later than I wanted it to be, but I had trouble choosing which pictures to use! 

The DC Walk of Hope was last Saturday, and it was incredible! Ben and I kept talking about what a difference a year makes - last year we were mourning Cece, and this year during that mile walk I carried our son in my arms. To say we felt humbled would be an understatement.

At one point I whispered to Parker, "these are your people baby, and you are our hope." (And then of course I started crying).

I thought about so much during the Walk - my fellow infertility warriors, all the people I know who have angel babies, Cece, Parker, and all the people who have lost hope. I know how that feels and I kept coming back to the thought that I would be their hope until they found it again.
I'm so grateful to have co-chaired this event with Ashley - I met her last year volunteering for the Walk and we simply clicked. We worked so well together and she has one of the most positive attitudes of anyone I know! Plus, her team ROCKED it this year - they were the biggest team, and raised the most as a team for the Walk!

I could tell you more about the Walk, or I could just let the pictures do the talking! (Side note: the rain held off and while it was breezy during the Walk it was pretty hot - tell me why I thought it was a good idea to wear jeans?!)
Barbara Collura - Resolve's President & CEO
Pre-walk yoga!
I think this face is when I was saying "are you excited???"

So many people walking for the cause!
One of my favorites from the day.
I am so so grateful for Resolve and I will absolutely continue to volunteer with them, and advocate until infertility is not only recognized as the disease it is, but the associated costs are covered by insurance companies nationwide.

A HUGE thank you to all of you who donated and who walked the day of, and tweeted/texted or messaged sending encouragement. Ben and I are so fortunate to have such an amazing supportive community around us.

May 29, 2015

Things I've learned lately

Today I'm borrowing this idea from the lovely Nora

Things I've learned lately:

*I'm becoming a pro at this one-handed stuff. It's amazing what I can do one-handed - eat, read (thank you Kindle), and even text - although that takes significantly longer.

*It's amazing what a shower can do for your energy level. Seriously.
*I love maxi dresses. I thought I knew this but my love for them has grown leaps and bounds; they are comfy, flattering, and easy to pull down for pumping. I am living in them lately.

*I'm really proud of myself about Parker's weight gain. I didn't go into a lot of detail about this, but because of the latching issue we had the week we brought him home, he dropped a pound that first week. We had to put weight back on him quickly, and as hard as exclusively pumping has been I am glad my supply is good and I've been able to feed him. (Side note: this is by no means a judgement for anyone who uses formula for their baby. Find what works for you and who cares what anyone else thinks!) At his two-week appointment he weighed seven pounds, nine ounces (more than his birth weight!), and a few days ago he was up to nine pounds, one ounce! He's becoming the most adorable chunky monkey and I love being able to see my hard work pay off! 

*I am exhausted and amazed by motherhood on a daily basis. I'll be so tired I can barely keep my eyes open, yet still manage to gaze in wonder at the nose, the eyes, the little fingers, Ben and I created. I am getting more and more pumped for the Walk of Hope in a week. (And there's still time to participate in my jewelry fundraiser!)

*I can live without dairy. This is not something I ever thought I'd say but poor little P-man seems to have a big intolerance to it, and since what I eat gets into my milk and into this system I have eliminated it from my diet. There are days I think there's no way I can keep going without some ice cream, but seeing the effects it has on him keeps me motivated. (Also, feel free to send me all the yummy recipes and lists of food that are dairy-free!)

What have you learned lately?

May 27, 2015

Month One

Dear Parker,

You are one month old today. My, how time flies! Your Dad and I are in this weird time warp - you fit so well with us it seems like it's been longer than a month, but at the same time we can't believe a month has gone by so quickly already. (Also, you should probably just get used to me saying that because I'm pretty sure it's only going to speed up over here, and not slow down).

You sleep for three hour stretches at night which doesn't seem like much, but after waking up every two hours, three hours seems downright glorious. Your favorite way to sleep is on someone, but we recently discovered you do really well flat on your back (as opposed to slightly elevated in little cradles or chairs), so here's hoping that helps you sleep even more!
Your hair is starting to come in a little bit more and there's definitely a red tint to it which I love love love! It's long enough now when you sleep on one side it gets puffy and sticks up, giving you a mad scientist look which is hilarious!

You are starting to enjoy your swing a little bit more, and watching you discover the animals at the top was amazing to witness. (Momma might have cried a little bit - don't worry, you'll get used to that). You're not super impressed with tummy time, but you have a surprising amount of neck strength so I think you'll be holding that head up in no time.

You squeak like it's your job (especially when you're trying to fill a diaper), and you've started to make more "baby" noises like cooing. When you fall asleep on my shoulder you make the sweetest little sighs in your sleep, and occasionally, when I hold you up on my chest you ever so gently punch me in the throat.
True to how you were during my pregnancy you love movement, and having your hands in your mouth (that was something we saw on one of our last ultrasounds). You're starting to be more alert now and it's so fun to watch your expressions. (You give great side eye).

You started smiling right at three weeks, and when you combine that with cooing noises, well, let's just say it's good you're not asking for anything yet because it would be hard to tell you no!
You have what we call a "beavis and butthead" laugh - you do it when you want us to know you're not pleased with something (like making you burp), but it's so funny we can't help but laugh every time! You like music, but Bruno Mars' Uptown Funk is by far still your favorite - it not only quiets you, but relaxes you enough to put you to sleep! You have a TON of nicknames already - Parks, P-dizzle, Pdubs, P Diddle Diddle, Bubba, Buddy, the list could go on and on! 

You had your first overnight visit at one of your grandparents' houses, and you did just fine! You've had so many wonderful friends and family members taking care of you and your parents this month - you are loved indeed little one!
I'm not sure I can express how much your Dad and I love you, but each month I'll try to do it justice, as long as you keep growing and changing and being your wonderful self!

All my love,
Mom

May 22, 2015

What would we do without hope

In general, I don't like asking people for money. I mean really, who does - it's awkward and there's always the chance they'll say no, right?

But tomorrow is two weeks until the DC Walk of Hope, and I want Team Rainbow Baby to raise as much as we can for Resolve.

When it comes to this Walk, it's so much more than fundraising for me.

Last night, I was thinking about how much this year's Walk means to me; I was sitting in the glider in our living room, and I had a moment.

A moment I've only dreamed about for five long years.

I was reading, while holding my son. I looked down at his little hand resting on my chest, and thought my heart might burst with joy.
I remember sitting in our apartment, crying over yet another negative pregnancy test, asking myself why I even bothered to buy them anymore. I remember smiling at baby showers when I felt like my heart was breaking. I remember wondering if we were ever going to be parents.

I remember the first time I found the Resolve website, and feeling like I could maybe do something to "take back" my infertility. I remember the butterflies in my stomach on Advocacy Day last year, and how exhausted I was on the metro ride home but how empowered I felt.

I remember the uplifting spirit of last year's Walk, and how buoyed I felt afterwards, even while still grieving for Cece.

I remember every blood draw, ultrasound, and every twinge of this pregnancy that made me doubt this would really happen. I remember hearing our son cry for the first time.

All these moments - it seems cheesy to say they wouldn't have happened without Resolve, but I truly believe that.

Resolve helped me find my voice. Resolve connected me with others who have been there.

Infertility ripped me apart. Resolve helped stitch me back together. 

I thought about all my fellow infertility warriors that are still in the trenches - pouring all they have into another round of procedures without guaranteed results, or hoping for "the call" from their adoption agency to say they've finally been matched. Simply...waiting.

As I thought about all this, I gently stroked Parker's hand and cried big fat tears - of joy, of sorrow, really, just all the feelings.

I wouldn't be here without Resolve, and I need your help to show them that.

There are a few ways you can support Team Rainbow Baby.

1) If you're local, you can register and join our team. (But hurry, because we're ordering team shirts! Woo!)

2) You can donate on our page here - any amount helps - even if it's just the cost of a latte!

3) You can share our team link with friends and family!

4) You can participate in my jewelry fundraiser - support our team and get yourself (or a friend!) something fun! My friend Brooke is a jeweler with Premier Designs, and she's helped me organize a virtual jewelry party and is donating profits to our Team!
Here are the details of the jewelry fundraiser:

*100% of the profits from an order of the "hope" necklace (shown above) will be donated to our team!
*100% of the profits from the "Cece" collection (shown below) will be donated to our team! (I have the ring and love it!)
*50% of the profits from any other item will be donated to our team!

You can browse the catalog at this link (access code: BLING), and then email Brooke (brookemarley@gmail.com), to place your order. Just mention my name or "Team Rainbow Baby," or "Walk of Hope" somewhere in your email so your order will be credited towards us. Orders have to be placed by 11:59 PM (EST) on May 31st to be counted!

I wish I could tell you a donation to Team Rainbow Baby will "fix" infertility. (Oh, don't I wish!) However, it could help form a support group for people going through treatments, or struggling with what's going to be their next step.

It could help events like the Walk of Hope or Advocacy Day, to bring awareness to this disease.

And it's definitely going to show others that even though this is one of the most isolating journeys, they are never, ever alone.

Having a family shouldn't be this hard - it shouldn't take years, or tens of thousands of dollars. 

So if you can spare it, I'd love your support. Thank you thank you thank you from the bottom of my heart.

May 18, 2015

Three weeks

I don't plan on doing these weekly for very long (maybe just until the first month), but I've always found them interesting on other blogs so here we go!
He:
*Is hitting a growth spurt. At his two-week appointment he had surpassed his birth weight (six pounds, 14 ounces), and was seven pounds, nine ounces, what what! He's eating more frequently lately and is even starting to feel heavier!

*The picture above is so Parks - this is what he does when you feed him - puts his hands up near his face (or on his face - we're working on him not scratching himself), locks eyes with you, and it melts my heart every time.

*Makes the funniest sounds! There are times he sounds like a squeak toy, a kitten, and we've even named a few of his cries (all because of how they sound): there's the "pterodactyl," the "tea kettle," the fake "I don't care for this" (usually reserved for making him burp or changing his diaper), and then "on a scale of 1 to even I just can't" cry. (Normally when he's really hungry).

She:
*Cannot wait until he reaches eight pounds - this is the weight all the baby carriers say he has to be to use them, and with as much as he likes being held against someone's chest I think baby-wearing is going to be a big win for us! (Plus, hands free!)

*I am now "officially" exclusively pumping. I've been doing this since the day we came home from the hospital, but with the intention of trying to get him to latch on. However, we've tried everything under the sun, have seen two lactation consultants (not to mention my mother-in-law who used to be a lactation consultant), and Ben and I have decided what we're doing is working so that's what we're going to continue.

I've never cared about breastfeeding vs. bottle feeding - my attitude is do what is right for you and your child - but of course when you're in a situation (and hormonal and tired), it's hard to have that perspective. There were times I felt like a failure because I couldn't get him to latch, but I'm still getting him milk and pumping is a pretty rigorous schedule (not for the faint of heart), so I'm proud that I'm able to provide for him and it's working!

*I had a great two-week appointment as well! The doctor checked my incision, told me I'd lost a lot of weight and was healing well, and all the nurses cooed over my son - I'd like more appointments like that please!

*Despite the wall I hit one night, my confidence as a new Mom is starting to build. There are times when I'll say "oh babe, try this," or "give him a minute because this is what's happening," and not only am I right, but I realize I'm the one who knew that, and it makes my Mom heart happy!

*Survived my first outing by myself without him. I was cleared to drive at my two-week appointment, so a few days later I made a quick trip to Buy Buy Baby alone; it felt so nice to drive - like that was something that was "back to normal," but it also felt really weird to not have Parker with me in the store. I was only gone for an hour but when I got home I was definitely ready for some baby snuggles!

We:
*Are surviving! Ben and I have done the "night" shift by ourselves a few times now (our moms have been phenomal about taking turns staying the night), and while it's exhausting, it's slowly getting better and we're working out a system for ourselves.

*Still manage to laugh a lot! The other night I was changing Parker and talking to Ben when all of a sudden Parker started peeing - straight up, on himself and the changing table. It was so unexpected I gasped and then started laughing. We decided we'd give him a little sponge bath to get him cleaned up, so I undressed him completely, wrapped him in a towel, and handed him to Ben.

Ben and I were still talking as I was wiping down the changing table, and without even thinking about it, Ben leaned down and kissed Parker's head, then made the funniest face and cried, "Ugh! Ew! That's where the pee is!" I could. not. stop. laughing. To the point where I told him, "stop making me laugh, my incision hurts," to which he replied, "I'm not doing anything!" Oh my gosh you guys. The best.

*Are loving the natural care line of diapers from Huggies. A couple of brands have this now, but one of the reasons we love them is they have a green line down the front of the diaper, and when it needs to be changed the line turns yellow. It's such an easy way to see if he needs to be changed - although some friends of ours think it's totally cheating. Ha! Tomato, tomah-to!