I Heart You Forevah

Thanks to all y'all who said you would follow me to "And Baby Makes Four." You are the cream cheese to my bagel.

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That said, I'd like to say a sappy farewell to my beloved Fertility Project blog. You were there when I couldn't tell anyone about our IF troubles. And for the first time, words escape me. (This is why I don't do heartfelt)

I think of all you women still on the front lines of IF and I can't help but think how unfair things are and what a b*tch IF is. I got hella lucky and there's no rhyme or reason behind my blessings. With Mother's Day looming, I want you to know that I think of you. I think of you who try and wait and lose only to pick yourselves up and start all over again- month after month after month and I am in awe of your strength. When (not if!) you become mothers you will be able to tell your children how much they were wanted, how much they are loved, and the power of a woman's spirit. You inspire me.

Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?

Hello?

Does anyone read my blog anymore? Sometimes blogging feels a little like using a homing pigeon. You send your message out into the universe and it's unclear whether or not anyone picks it up. This is why comments feel so satisfying...

I've been thinking very seriously about shutting down this blog and moving exclusively to what was a family-friendly version. Turns out my in-laws say "Fuck" so it's no longer edited and now I write the same post twice. And when you've got 2 babes, it's hard to justify that kind of busy work.

So I have to know. Is anyone out there? And if so, would you follow me to my other blog?


http://and-babymakesfour.blogspot.com/

Fatness Friday

I fell down on the job in the points department this week, I'm afraid. Curse you points and your accountability! I shake my fist at you!!!!

Buuut, I did manage to get my activity in as promised. Weee! I rule. Let it be known.

And the scale reflected the results of my half-assedness. Behold:

Pounds Lost: 37.5
Pounds Lost this Week: .6 (sigh...)
Pounds to Go: 16.5

So I'm recommiting to this whole points deal. If I slack-ass again on it I may have to revisit my diet of choice.

Other fatness goals include 4 days of 30 minute activity and eating at least 3 fruits or vegetables a day. See you next week!

3 Months Old!!!

These babies of mine are growing so fast, I can't stand it. I keep having these moments where I look at said nuggets and am horrified at their size. It always strikes me as funny when strangers say how small they are. Small? HA! You should have seen them when they were born or hell, yesterday. Because that's how fast these little beans are growing.

B keeps telling me they're going to go to college tomorrow and leave me. It would be funny if it didn't feel true.

I'm trying to get the babies on some kind of routine since the house is a little like a circus these days. Of course, Finn's reflux/colic/demon possession tends to thwart any well-intentioned schedule or routine. Time to feed Cassidy? Think again! It's time for Finn to scream, scream, scream until the walls rattle, my skin catches fire, or I walk him around the house. Whichever comes first.

Speaking of demon possession. My house was host to the Vomit Olympics today!

Exhibit A: Exorcist-like projectile vomit from Cassidy. I've never seen anything like it. She looked like a human fire hose. I was concerned about her until she started grinning ear to ear, vomit-face and all.

Then Finn got in on the action and puked on me no less than 4 times this afternoon. Awesome.

But here are some new baby pictures for your viewing pleasure!