Utter Most

I was pumping today and Justin comes in and says " You are the utter most wonderful wife. Get it? Utter? Cow? Cause your pumping?". Yes Justin I get it. The baby milks me like a cow and so does my breast pump. Thanks for pointing that out.

New nickname

Justin and I were changing Rhea's diaper the other night and she pooped as we were changing her. Justin declared that the baby's new name is Dia-Rhea! I honestly do not know how he comes up with these things.

She is finally here!!!

As FaceBook has already told you, Justin and I welcomed a beautiful baby girl into this world on 11-7-11. She came 4 weeks early via an emergency c-section so she had to spend three nites in the NICU but she is a fighter and pulled through.  We have been home for one week and we are still adjusting to our new life as parents.  It is crazy to think we are in responsible for this little life.  It scares me so much.  Justin is a tad more relaxed but his body is not in a state of hormonal uproar like mine.  I've been crying alot lately.  I have no idea what I am doing.  Nor do I think I will ever get the hang of it.  Though the first few nights, every time I opened my eyes, there he was hovering like a helicopter over her in the bassinet.  He seems more relaxed but he is scared as hell just like me.  I think we will adjust and make the rest up as we go.  That is what my parents did and I turned out ok.  

Cankles can be cute....

So I have entered the of so glorious stage of pregnancy and I know many of you know what I am talking about.  Yes friends I have CANKLES!  Justin told me my feet remind him of Fred Flintstones and he pretty much paints a perfect picture of what they look like.  My cousin sent me a photo of my six month old godson and he has cankles but somehow he can pull them off.  I  have to learn his secrets! (Yes Ryan, I am talking about you!)

I am not Nesting but...

All the books say I should be "nesting" at this point in my pregnancy.  I have yet to feel an ounce of this.  I have been Listing though.  I write down lists and lists of things I want to do before the baby arrives but I have yet to start doing anything.  Partially because I am on a more formal bed rest now but mostly because I am lazy.  Also because I have this condition called pregnancy brain that lets me think of thing one minute and the next steals the thought straight out of my head.  If I don't write it down I will not even remember that I wanted to do it.  Like making soup.  I put a pot of soup on last Sunday for lunch.  An hour later Justin asks me if I was trying to burn the house down.  I had left the soup on the stove cooking for an hour and most of the liquid had dried up resulting in a partially burned pan.  I am just going to stick to my bed and my lists and leave the cooking to Justin!