Bradie is doing pretty well, but I think holding some emotions back judging by the ferocious tantrum she had before bed last night. But over all she is doing splendidly.
Beau is a pretty content little baby and appreciates a hiatus in his bouncy seat after a time of cuddles. He's on a three hour schedule that he pretty much set himself. His alert time the past couple of nights has been lessening which *hopefully* will begin his sorting out of day and night- little turkey thinks a three hour nap is a good thing first thing in the morning but not the last thing at night! :) But all to be expected I suppose.
Now I am REALLY unsure of what I did with my time before! Grandma Mary always asks me "so do you remember what you did with your time before Bradie?" I always answer definitely not and that answer has only become more emphatic. But God has allowed me the cutest, most lovable (and quite possibly, the biggest) kids ever! And I know that my time with them will never be in vain. And that is the peace and blessing of motherhood.
Beau weighed 9 pounds 10.5 ounces on Sunday. That's 8 ounces gained in less than a week! (his low was 9#2 for those who like baby stats) I bravely stepped on the scale myself that Sunday and found I was 20 pounds lighter in one week!
*cue dramatic music*
So...that makes you, Sara, this week's biggest loser
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