OK, Texas CPS did not come haul me away...
So, what has been going on with y'all... anything new to report? I know it has been a longish time since I last posted and promises aside, I think that things will be getting better around here. But you see, the past few months have been hectic. Between a half-hearted effort at nesting for the arrival of Banzo, preparing for a lengthy maternity leave during one of the busiest periods at work, and spending quality time with Bean in order to assuage my guilt at the prospect of forever rocking his world with the arrival of a sibling... i lost track of time. Well, that and I was too busy
grovelling in self-pity at my ever-expanding girth reveling in the wonder of my growing belly.
I know that all pregnant women complain about their size, but trust me when I say that I have the capacity to get freakishly large. So large in fact, that when I would venture out, I could see the look on people's faces... mostly men, and it pretty much amounted to "Oh GOD, oh no... she could go into labor right here, look she appears to be breathing funny... PLEASE don't go into labor right here, I wore my good shoes today. Doesn't she have a red tent or something that she should be hanging out in?" I was still a month out and stockers at the grocery were asking if I was going to make it to the check out lane. assholes.
But none of that is terribly interesting or important and I would probably bore you all to tears to try and recapture the past months. And really, let's be honest... we have far more pressing and important things to discuss. Like this...
Hey, that is right. Casa t'pon is making room for our new Banzo Bean!
He arrived on December 2nd (following an 18-hour labor) weighing in at 8 lbs 8 oz and measuring 21.5 inches long. For those who were keeping track... that is around 2 weeks early (by estimated due date) and pretty honking big -- two lbs and 3 inches bigger than Bean.
We are all home and happy, getting along splendidly despite breastfeeding (which I will cover a little later on) and the lack of sleep. I am amazed at how much came back instantly (the difference between the various cries and the "duck and cover" reflex when changing a boy), and how much we have forgotten about starting out with a new life (how do you fold these onesies... and why, why, why can't they just sleep at night, like they do during the day???). Things have changed and still they are kind of the same. Bean, who just a few days ago still seemed so mini and small, now is HUGE and seems so grown up - well, you know compared to a week old infant - but his laugh is just as sweet and smile just as big. The boys are so much alike already, the way they sleep, the faces that they make... but Banzo has dark brown hair and eyes and Bean is still our fair-haired boy. There is just so much to take in and so much at which to marvel.
Most exciting of all... I am in love, again.
Welcome home, Baby Banzo.