Hey, guys! Long time no read, eh?
Many apologies for my absence. I know I pretty much dropped off the face of the earth there towards the end of my pregnancy. Let’s just say I was great with child and mommy to two others and trying to work and be a wife and, and, and…I just didn’t do any writing.
But now I am home and ensconced in the love of my three week old son. Mainly I’m ensconced in love and snuggles and flatulence. I don’t know if this is his spiritual gift, or what, but the kid can put the manliest of man farts to shame. Not even joking, he woke his father from a dead sleep the other night with a toot and I cackled like an idiot because, let’s face it, farts are funny and I’m strung out from too little sleep.
The birth story is coming, but here’s a little sneak peak of Everett John-Daniel who was born September 21st at 2:07 am…because nobody wants to be born at a convenient time in this family.
He weighed in at 9 lbs, 15 oz and was 20 1/2 inches long. He’s got the chubbiest cheeks and sweetest disposition ever and he’s a total mama’s boy, which is exactly how I want it. He’s just wonderful, y’all.
So far, three has been SO much easier of a transition than two was and I couldn’t be happier! There will be more pictures and stories to come, but for now I just need to say thank you for sticking around!