Happiness is...

Waking up every morning remembering I have a new baby and I AM NOT PREGNANT ANYMORE!

Hugging my husband again. (The real kind of hug, not the "Here, let me move my gargantuan belly off to the side first" kind of hug.)

Seeing my ankle bones again

Laying on my belly again

Food tasting good again

Getting my brain back (sort of)

Looking forward to many months of non-pregnancy

Still being 30 lbs. heavier than pre-pregnancy weight and not caring a smidgen!!!
(because it's still better than being pregnant)

Feeling happy again

Ok, I'm really done with the pregnancy posts. I just had to say one more time how wonderful it is not to be pregnant!!!

And, as an update, I had gallbladder surgery a few days. I guess it's pretty common to have gallbladder problems during or shortly after pregnancy, and I happened to be one of the lucky ones. But, other than a few painful attacks, and an absolutely no-fat diet for a week, it wasn't that big of a deal. I'm on the road to recovery now and

Happiness is...

Eating your first chocolate after having your gallbladder removed.

What's your happiness today?

BABY JACK

Jack William

Born: February 25, 2010

at 3:25 p.m.

8 lbs. 9 oz. 20 1/2 in. long

Ok, here he is! I know, I know. We are the worst at updates and announcements. My poor siblings had to wait until my Mom got back from visiting us to see pictures of him (from HER camera, of course). Yes, we're pathetic like that.

But, my excuse? I've been busy!!!!! Busy enjoying a new baby and adjusting to 5 little ones now. It actually hasn't been too bad, since Jack is an amazingly easy baby. He already has superpowers. He can sleep soundly through the cacophony of 4 rambunctious kids. And I mean soundly! He's amazing, and we feel so blessed to have him in our family.

This is the bili-bed that he spent a day on at home. His jaundice was pretty high, so they brought over this bed. He looks like a turtle in it!

The day after using this, his bilirubin had gone up to a semi-dangerous level, so they sent us to NICU (AGAIN!) where supposedly his bili levels were back down to the original level. Alas, we had already checked in to the NICU, and frankly...they don't let you go until the fat lady sings.
So, we spent 2 days there, and then we finally came home for good.

Everyone set to take Jack home!

And miracle of miracles-Kevin-the not-quite 2 yr. old is soooo good with him. He didn't even really get that there was a baby in my belly before Jack was born, so suddenly when this creature came home from the hospital, I wondered...but Kevin took it all in stride.

Jack's first bath.

What a babe.

I think I see the beginnings of a cowlick which Jack might hate someday, but I am enamored. I think a cowlick on a little guy named Jack is perfect!

THREE WORDS

BERTHA
IS
GONE!!!!!!!!!
YAHOO!
(I guess "yahoo" makes 4 words)