Christmas Eve.

There's a 10 day old baby sleeping on my chest.  I knew that once he was born I'd love him more than anyone I've ever known.  I just didn't know how intense that would be.  Each and every time I look in to his little eyes and say "I love you Baby."  I have to stop myself from crying.  He is the most beautiful perfect little creature.  I am eager to see what the future holds for us and what kind of little man he turns out to be.  But for now these early days are going by way too fast.

On the up side.. I'm already back to my pre-pregnancy weight!  Thanks goodness!  Now I just have to work on getting back to my "happy" weight.  Which I haven't seen in about a year and half...

... he's farting.