Rebecca

Well, we’ve been here for an hour.  Rebecca is looking resplendent.  We need to wait for the antibiotics to take effect so I don’t know if I’ll be posting much until later this morning.

Here’s Rebecca’s last pregnancy picture.

Tuesday at 7:00 a.m. Rebecca will report to the hospital to have baby #3.  Stay tuned!

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Finally, after weeks of anticipation, my bundle of joy has come!

Our new arrival came at 12:32 pm, weighed 6 1/2 pounds, and was 8 1/2 x 11 inches.

Delivery was via the United States Postal Service.

Here is the first photo of my new babies:

I’m more excited about these than I should admit.  I know.  I’m a nerd.

I have to wear Dallas’s XL t-shirts to bed.

The only reason I clean my house is so I won’t be embarrassed in case I unexpectedly have to call a neighbor over to watch the girls while I go into labor.

People say my bump looks small and I don’t believe them.

And I get irritated at them for lying to me.

People say I look huge (and have been saying as much for WEEKS) and I do believe them.

And I get irritated at them for telling the truth.

I want to sleep all day.

I can’t sleep all day because of my girls.

I want to sleep all night.

I can’t sleep all night because of sore hips and bathroom breaks.

I’m excited to hold a newborn…but am also afraid I’ve forgotten how.

My due date seems so far away when I think about it in terms of achy bones and a swelling belly, but so close when I think about it in terms of all-nighters, squirting poop, and projectile spit up.

One month to go!

The Christmas season has given all of the girls in the house a horrible cold/sore throat/cough.  Dallas, with his superior genes, remains unscathed by this latest germ invasion.

The sickness has rendered one of the more chatty girls in the house voiceless.  Two days of silence from her has made me realize she does far too much yelling, screaming, whining, and complaining on a daily basis.  Sometimes the silence from her hour after hour is heavenly.

The good/bad news is her voice seems to be coming back.

Yes, I think by the weekend I’ll be able to resume my normal vocal activities.