One

I turn one tomorrow.  It doesn't seem possible to my mommies, but I suppose they just aren't down with the toddlerhood yet.  Rumor has it that even though my birthday is tomorrow, my shindig has to wait until Sunday.  I guess I can handle it as long as momma follows through and actually makes my cake.  I think homemade carrot cake is worth the wait.  I've never had it before, but something inside me says its going to be awesome.  My friend Lily's mom and dad are making a keg of wheat beer for my party.  I don't know what that is either, but I think my mommies were thrilled when they heard.  My other friend Tom's dad is teaching my momma to smoke brisket on Saturday, and I know from experience it will be awesome.  I wonder if momma is going to make some of my favorite pinto beans to...hint hint.

As my mommies have not updated here in ages, I thought I would let you know how much I've been kicking heiny and taking names is the new stuff category.

• I crawl- and not the army crawl I started with, but more of a lightning fast, omgoodness where is he going crawl.
• I can walk when I hold mommy or momma's hands or when I use my cart
• I try to stand up on own and I'm slowly getting better at it.  Momma says what is most important is for me to learn to fall on my heiny.
• I have 6 teeth and choose to sharpen them not where the teething guards are on the crib, but everywhere else.
• I have favorite books.  To let my momma know, I bat at the book I don't like until she picks one of the ones I do.
• I love water.  I love it so much that when I'm not in the bathtub or the kid pool, I'm looking for the next person to take a shower so I can stick my head in.
• I tried cat food for the first time the other day.  Momma swiped it out of my mouth before I had a good opportunity to chew it.  Meanie.

Just like last I broke into my mommies blogger account, I'm supposed to be taking a nap.  I need to go before I'm caught.

Love,

Will

Day 3-Your first love (late)

Day 3-Your first love (late)

My first love, any kind of love, was for books.  I struggled with reading in Kindergarten and half of first grade. Then, a new boy came to school- Joey- who was so advanced in reading he received his own special reading group.  I burned to my innermost core with jealousy and competition.  From that moment on, I picked up every book in my mother's library, the local library, etc.  As home life became rocky, they became my escape.  Nancy Drew, the Bobbsey Twins, the Hardy Boys, the Boxcar Children and Louisa May Alcott were the first to empowered me.  Beezus and Romona gave me a picture into average family life.  The Master Puppeteer transported me to a distant land and time while Harriet the Spy and From  the Mixed-up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler sparked a need for adventure. 

In 6th grade I went to an overly strict, evangelistic Christian school with a banned books list.  Guess who made it her mission to read every one of them!

Later in middle school, I discovered Aldous Huxley, George Orwell, Margaret Atwood, Ray Bradbury, and J.D. Salinger.  On the less cerebral front, I got caught up in John Grishim and Michael Crighton novels.  In high school I found Sylvia Path, Kate Chopin, and Virginia Woolf.  I would spend hours on a midnineties gurl site discussing feminist books and trying to discover what else I was missing.

From college until now, my love of books has not waned, but my time to lose myself in them has.  Instead, I'm trying to cause my son to fall in love with books.

I turned 9 months old yesterday!

I turned 9 months old yesterday and all my momma did was post a meme :cp;;;;.  I will be staying up an extra hour and whining just for that!

As my momma was feeding me bananas this morning and my mommy was making funny faces, I was thinking about my favorite foods.  I don't really like the foods momma makes and purees for me- I would rather have the "real food" my momma makes.  I like spaghetti with carrots and cauliflower.  I like roasted turnips with a little red chili.  I like spaghetti squash with red chard and white beans.  Momma and mommy think I'm a pretty weird kid.  They do however totally understand when I want to eat breakfast with them- Greek yogurt with fresh strawberries and mango is THE BEST!

Ohohoh, and I need to tell you about my favorite stuff!  I love love love to hop.  Mommy put up this thing that hangs from a door way.  They put me in it and I can jump and walk- and play with cool toys.  I've also discovered grass.  I like to grab it in fist fulls and act like I'm eating it.  I thought it would have a better effect on momma, but every time I do it, she just tells mommy I'm getting my daily fiber- whatever that means!

I still refuse to crawl.  Crawling isn't for the gilded aristocracy!  Don't they know where I come from?  I don't need to get my toys for myself- I have momma and mommy for that!

Ok, I have to sign off now, I think they snoring moms are waking up.  I would be in SO much trouble if they knew I could type.

Until next time,
Will

Day 2-Meaning behind your blog name

Day 2-Meaning behind your blog name

I've been blogging in some form or another since 1999, first with a good old fashioned html webpage and then with Live.journal.  When we started the TTC process, I did insanely large amounts of research, and much of the research caused me to stumble on blog after blog of wonderful, honest, supportive and informative two mom conception or child rearing blogs.  After taking so much information from these amazing women, I figured I needed to give back my synthesis and execution of said information for others to be able to find and use at will- and the blog was born.  When it came to naming the blog, I came up with a name that basically projects myself onto our future kidlet- horrible I know, but it is what it is.  I have always been a chatty cathy, hence, Girls seeking Gabber.  Now that we have kidlet one, I keep planning to change over to Girls Got Gabber- but we'll be trying for number 2 next year, so...

Day 1- Introduce, recent picture, 15 interesting facts

My name is Meredith and I’m feisty, outspoken, and sarcastic.  While I’m a corporate stooge by day, my most important jobs are as fiercely devoted wife to Janet and non birth giving mother grizzly to Will.  While working, I’m also getting my MBA.  I’ve been saying that for several years now, but I keep changing concentrations (now finance) and adding necessary classes.  I adore adore adore business as a whole and its quirks.  I’m the kind of person who walks into any place of business and automatically starts thinking about business strategy, operational costs, etc…  I mentioned being a corporate stooge above- I try to make amends with the universe by being as granola crunchy as possible at home.  We cloth diaper and baby wear.  We try to compost as much as possible, and though lacking a green thumb, participate in a local CSA for organic and as local as possible fruits, vegetables milk, and meats. I over evangelize on all of the above, but luckily my friends still love me!

A Picture (I don't normally let people take pics of me- so I had to dig back to a Mardi Gras parade where others were taking random pics).  Janet (my better half) is the other person waving.

15 interesting facts:

1. I write (as in with a pen or pencil) so rarely I sometimes I forget what my signature looks like.
2. I once competed in the little miss mullet festival pageant.
3. I have been described as having a laptop growing out of my hip.
4. I can stalk anything or anyone across the internet faster than some people blink, I should have been a PI!
5. I’m too lazy to have style- Its easiest to walk in a store, tell them how much I want to spend and how many outfits I want and have them bring stuff to me.
6. That said, I love a bargain. Goodwill, Salvation Army- particularly those near high brow neighborhoods- W00t!
7. I must always live in a house with a front porch.
8. We were late for our son’s birth.
9. I’m that creepy person that randomly smiles at you in the grocery aisle, especially if you are looking down or grimacing.
10. I get excited over nonstandard color schemes for Converse.
11. I was recently introduced to fried pickles and Indian Chinese Food- they are both new addictions.
12. I found out at age 27 I was adopted. Mostly over the issues, but they still come up occasionally- followed by a rant of some sort.
13. Most of my friends in High School lived in a town called Niceville, Florida. Niceville really exists.
14. I recently started running again but am experiencing a whole new set of discomforts. The weirdest and most impactful seems to be arch cramping. Who knew it was possible for an arch to cramp?
15. I knew I was going to marry and make babies with my wife after knowing her for three weeks.

April 30 day blogging challenge

I’ve been such a horrible blogger so I’m going to dive in to the deep end and attempt the April 30 day challenge. I think I copied it from Jen and Tiff, who copied it from someone, who copied it from someone else. (If you know who started it and they want proper credit, let me know!)


The challenge goes like this:

Day 1- (April 1) Introduce, recent picture, 15 interesting facts
Day 2-Meaning behind your blog name
Day 3-Your first love
Day 4-Your parents
Day 5-Your siblings
Day 6-A picture of something that makes you happy
Day 7-Favorite movies
Day 8-A place you’ve traveled to
Day 9-A picture of your friends
Day 10-Something you’re afraid of
Day 11-Favorite TV shows
Day 12-What you believe
Day 13-Goals
Day 14-A picture you love
Day 15-Bible verse
Day 16-Dream house
Day 17-Something you’re looking forward to
Day 18-Something you regret
Day 19-Something you miss
Day 20-Nicknames
Day 21-Picture of yourself
Day 22-Favorite city
Day 23-Favorite vacation
Day 24-Something you’ve learned
Day 25-Favorite memory
Day 26-Picture of your family
Day 27-Pets
Day 28-Something that stresses you out
Day 29-3 Wishes
Day 30-a picture

Adoption Anger

I’m struggling through adoption anger right now. My issue is predominantly around being unable to articulate why I’m so angry.


I’ve been seeing little things that set me off. The most recent was a blog of moms who are angry a birthmother chose to parent her child. Really? Angry that someone who had been moving in sync with a life, attached, inside for 40 weeks had second, third, 500th thoughts?

My anger is fragmented around things like my own situation and how I can’t define my own opinions about whether or not being raised around or by those with my DNA would have mattered. Perhaps that’s it. I no longer know how I feel about nature versus nurture and walk back and forth all the time. The idea of adding to our family not just the modernized old fashioned way, but through adoption is no longer a romantic notion- its one full of research showing how many adoption agencies pray on unsure mothers and use social class as a wedge of coercion.

I want my black and white feelings back. I want to be able to sympathize with blogs of mothers who after years of infertility are going the adoption route. I want to be able to leave supportive comments as they struggle with the process. I want to be excited when I get a call from my wife excitedly sharing that a friend of hers knows of an agency actively placing with lesbian couples. I want to stop hearing my mother say “you would have been aborted”, every time I think of home. I want to stop hearing my mother say “he’s cute, but not as cute as his cousin”, because my son doesn’t look like her family.

Someone please tell me the murkiness and echoes go away.

Great Expectations

Janet and I have been talking a lot lately about our expectations of William as he grows into adulthood. Part of me always feels bad for having expectations. I know intellectually my son is his own being, meant to create his own path and ultimate destination- so perhaps, instead of phrasing them "our expectations of William", I should call them "traits we desperately hope we can impart to him". In that spirit:


Traits we desperately hope we can impart to him

1. Fearlessness- If something scares him, we want him to know how to address the fear, dissect it, and conquer it.

2. Protection- He should have an unshakable sense of right and wrong in the treatment of others. He should stand up for those who cannot stand up for themselves.

3. Respect- He should know how to behave towards others, always keeping the golden rule in mind.

4. Self sufficiency- He should know how to do “stuff” and when he doesn’t, he should know how to locate resources to figure whatever out.

4 months

Dear William,


You were four months old yesterday. In one breath it seems like we’ve been together forever and in another it seems like no time at all. During your appointment today, I couldn’t help but beam with pride as you showed off for Dr. Rogers. You two chatted like you had not spoken for ages. You’re starting to make not just one coo but a variety. You smiled and batted the eyelashes of your big blue eyes like a professional flirt. You also had to show how strong you were by grabbing Dr. R’s hands and shirt and pulling your neck up to the sky while on your tummy. While I already knew you could roll over, you almost did it for Dr. R.

Now for a little mushy stuff. I never thought I would be that mom. You know, the ones who have to leave parties early because they just cant bear to be away from their kids?. On Saturday, your mommy and I became those moms. You were scheduled to hang out with Marissa the super sitter from 7 to midnight so we could dance the night away at a Halloween party. About 9 your mommy and I looked at each other and both decided that we missed you too much to stay! All we wanted was to hang out with you and listen to you laugh and make funny faces. I believe that will be a common trend. Not only do we love every ounce of you, forever and ever, but think you’re pretty darn cool too!
Love,
Mommy

My sister in law is having twins.  We're invited to her showers and I'm at a loss as to what to buy.  I know all of the things that have been most helpful to us thus far:  Velcro swaddles, bouncy seats, high end baby swing, boob like bottles, quantities of clothing and swaddles that stretch my laundry intervals, etc.  What I don't know is, what things might be uniquely helpful to parents of twins?  She's registered for everything and the kitchen sink but it completely open to whatever she receives.  HELP moms of multiples!  I know you're out there!

Teething Mess

Will is already teething- at 3 months!  Holy buds!

He's been drooling up a storm- I had always wondered what those flimsy cotton bibs were for...and now I understand.

He's had been cranky or screaming each evening and for bouts in the morning.  We were afraid he was getting sick or we had a late onset of colic.  In a brief moment of desperation this morning I grabbed a teether from the refridgerator.  I'm not sure I've ever seen his mood change so fast!  Nom nom nom on the cold brought about an all out smile.

This.is.too.early.

Modern Art Diapers?

I'm not sure if I've ever fully conveyed my love of contemporary/modern art here.  Our house is covered in works by Janet's amazing father, Bill- an engineer turned meditating monoprint artist.  We spend time art show hopping in our hood and attending openings with Janet's parents.  During Will's first 10 days of life, he attended Bill's gallery opening. 

I also enjoy wearable art- I dig hand dyed stuff, funky t-shirts, scarves, etc.  This is where art diapers enter in.  BumGenius, the maker of BG 4.0's and Flip, just introduced Art prints.  I'm in love.  My prior review of the BG's- well, now they get extra points, big time.  My kidlet, will now have wearable art in the form of the coolest diapers ever.  I've gone out and purchased one of each.

:::continues to swoon:::

Cloth Diapers Rock: Daycare, 11 ish lbs

In my prior cloth diaper post, I mentioned how One Size AIO/Pocket type diapers didn’t really fit Will when he was 0-10 lbs. Well my friends, they still aren’t the best. Will has some skinny legs. Janet and I rejoice over anything on his thigh that even slightly resembles a roll! You might ask, well, why are they using one size instead of sized? I know I could use sized, but both cost and hassle wise, that wouldn’t make sense either. I didn’t/don’t want to have to figure out what to do with a complete stash of x or y size every time he grows out of it. I might be making my way over to the dark side on a two size system though. What I didn’t mention in my prior post was how much I hated pocket diapers even before Will was born. Stuffing and remembering which insert goes with what diaper is annoying. You will see these themes in my reviews.

Onward to daycare info. When sending a kid to daycare in cloth, one must remember two key things: Always be grateful the daycare will use them and keep it VERY simple. Using these two principles I have two categories of diapers: Pre daycare and daycare.

Definitions:

Pre-daycare diaper: Right before we walk out the door, I put him in a diaper that is easy for the daycare to take off. These diapers usually have snaps that took me a minute or two to figure out when I first tested them on Will, so I wouldn’t want daycare to have to deal with them.

Daycare diapers: Diapers that are both easy to put on and take off, almost always Aplix/Velcro/hook & loop and occasionally the easiest of snaps.

My reviews of diapers of each category

Pre-Daycare Only Diapers

Fuzzibunz: Of all the pocket diapers, these have fit Will best all along thanks to the adjustable legs. It’s a pocket, so I still hate stuffing it, but it is easier to (un)stuff than most others. This is pre daycare only because the snaps aren’t particularly easy to deal with or adjust. These come in pretty nifty colors and have never leaked for us.

BumWear: These diapers are beautiful (batik prints!) and fit well! I hate to cover these up because they are so cute and incredibly soft on the inside. They aren’t the easiest to use due to lots of snaps and the stuffing is a pain, but they work really well. They roll down in the front for the newborn phase, snap down in the rise and have leg snaps so you can adjust the size of the leg. Along with the adjustable leg, they have an inner gusset that seems to be great at holding in infamous EBF poop and have never leaked

Pre-Daycare and Daycare Diapers:

Bumgenius 3.0 and 4.0: Super easy diaper with the aplix, pain to stuff, super absorbent, but occasionally leak around the legs. I hate the pastel colors.

Flips: This is an all in two diaper versus a pocket and isn’t a pain to (un)stuff by any means. It is essentially a snapping cover a BumGenius Sized soaker lays in. Like the BG, it’s been known to leak around the legs. This is one of the only snapping systems we send because the snaps are very basic to figure out (no overlaying). Theoretically, we could probably send extra soakers with this instead of more diapers because the cover wipes clean- but as it leaks around the legs, why bother. The colors available on these are a little nicer.

GroBaby: Another all in two. This one we had high hopes for as I adore the aplix/Velcro type stuff and the idea of being able to just change the soaker if it was a pee diaper. It is easy to snap in/out the soakers and thus you have to touch less pee/poop when washing. Unfortunately, we’ve yet to have a diaper where the pee or poop didn’t get on the cover. Apparently the GroVia’s have a layer of PUL now so you can wipe them off. They’ve also been known to leak around the legs.

Happy Heinys: See Bumgenius description. Two additional pros for these though: better colors and made in the U.S.

Kissaluvs Marvel One Sized All in One: Coolest diaper ever. This diaper has a soaker that’s attached. Instead of having to pull it out to wash, it flips out on its own. The only slight annoyance is having to flip it back in after it washes, but I’m more willing to do it because I didn’t have to figure out which soaker goes with it or put my hand in a dirty diaper to pull it out to wash. While it has snaps, they are easy to use. This diaper is sized generously and occasionally leaks around the legs. I think in a few pounds I will love this diaper. These get extra points for decent colors and being made in Texas.

Thirsties Duo Diaper size 1: These diapers make me want to cross over to the dark side. They are a two size diaper system: Size one is ~6 to 18 lbs and size 2 is 18+. I bought one on a whim because I love love love Thirsties Duo Diaper Covers. Not only are these easy to use just like the covers, but the diaper has an opening on each end, so you can throw the diaper into the wash and the insert agitates itself out! Thanks to the size 1 generally being cut trimmer and the adjustable rise, these always fit. They never leak thanks to the double gussets. They are also the trimmest of the bunch and work well under the G.ap jeans Grandma bought. These get extra points for colors and being made in the U.S.

All in all, I’m not ready to write off any of these diapers. For the reduced ick and work factor, I’m heavily leaning towards the Kissaluvs and Thirsties.

Packing the daycare bag
My bag always includes: 

• Two changes of clothes
• Two Wetbags- one with 6 clean diapers, one empty and ready for clean diapers. I really really adore Planetwise zippered bags. I have 4 of those and 2 Thirsties mini duffels. I bought so many knowing that at some point I would get behind on laundry. 

Feel free to share your experiences with me! Have I missed any of your favs?

Record Sealing?

We’ve been working with an attorney in Austin via phone and email for our second parent adoption. The initial motion is in place, my fingerprints have been taken, and the social worker has been contacted. As the balls are in motion, I was sent a copy of the initial filing, a draft copy of what the judge will sign, etc. Both the initial filing and draft of what the judge will sign call for the records of the adoption to be sealed. As an adopted person who worked incredibly hard against my sealed records to find out about my background, my heart sank. I don’t want my son’s record sealed. There is NEVER a reason in existence to justify sealing an adoption record.


I have a call out to find out if we can have the clause changed or if it’s required. I really wish she would call me back because just thinking about it makes me angry.

Cloth Diapers Rock: The first 10 lbs

I think I posted a long time ago in a far away place about our using cloth diapers. We were originally going to wait until Will hit the 10 lb mark. A horrible case of diaper rash, little clear mini marble things being left on Will’s parts from both Huggies and Pampers, and ill fits of aforementioned brands prompted us to start MUCH earlier. Because he was so little when he came home, we didn’t have a single AIO/Pocket diaper that would fit.


What did work:
• Osocozy unbleached cotton prefolds.
I purchased these gently used on a whim. In the infant size, they were pretty big, but I could just fold down the top a bit and not only did it fit well, he had more absorbency where he needed it. I found that while I could have just trifolded them in a cover, a well placed Snappi kept them nice and fitted around the legs.

• Thirsties covers
These are wonderful. Both the duo size 1 snapped down to its smallest setting and the XS worked like charms. The leg gussets really helped prevent any leaking/blow outs. Did I mention how great the colors are?

• Kissaluvs Fitted
We were given a bunch of size 1’s at a shower, and I could actually make them work. While looking around to buy more, I found out they make a size 0 specifically for newborns. Oh my gosh, they are the best things EVER. Super soft, super easy- I wish that I had started off with a full stash of Kissaluvs.  Recently I'm on a kick to buy majority USA/Canada made and was thrilled to find out Kissaluvs are made in Texas.  I ordered several seconds from their website and had a great experience- they even through in free wipes.

• Wool Covers
I bought a couple of hand knitted ones on Ebay. They were cute, had draw strings at the waste and never leaked. I recently washed them with Eucalan and found the process easy enough, but they definitely need another lanolizing session. Eucalan, even after soaking for 6 hours, didn’t leave enough lanolin in the wool to keep it from wicking. Lesson learned: Just use the instructions on DiaperPin instead of trying to do it the “easy” way.

Washing Routine: Easy peasy! I wash the pail when it looks like its halfish full. I do a warm rinse (in Texas, even our cold tap water is warm!), warm wash with Rockin Green’s Hard Rock (Also made in Texas), extra rinse (cold, warm, whatever), and then line dry.  I'm tempted to try Crunchy Clean, another small US company, but, so far, if RnG works, I can' really justify switching.

Normally, I’m THRILLED with line drying. It’s a few minutes of peace in the sunshine every few mornings. This morning, it rained, I’m less thrilled. Two loads of diapers, wet bags, and wipes are now soaked because I thought the rain was showing up at 6 pm today instead of 6 am. Ugh.

Oh, and I forgot to mention, cloth wipes- best things ever! They are so much easier for cleaning up “messes” and I don’t have to have an extra trash can in Will’s room. I really really like the wipes I bought from Quilter’s Nappies. When I run out, I move on to baby washcloths. They work great as well. The official biggest waste of money ever? The Prince Lionheart Wipes Warmer. It molded my wipes! I kept thinking something smelled funny and low and behold, mildew. I’ve moved to just a Gladware container with wipes and diaper solution (water, tea tree oil, a little baby wash) and its working great.

Next up:
Cloth Diapers Rock:  Going to Daycare!

Breathing is easier now.

While I never got around to writing a birth story (it was a routine c-section without much to tell), some of it might end up being interspersed here.


Today was a big day for Will’s mommies. It was a big day, not because today was his two month checkup, not because the doctor swooned all over him, and not because he received his vaccinations- but because he’s made it out of the 5th percentile for weight.

When little Will was gestating, we never thought he was going to be big baby. Janet never really looked 40 weeks pregnant, no one ever joked that she was as big as a house- so I just assumed he was going to be a high 6, low 7 lb baby. Dr. Lo always seemed to be on the same path as well.

Fast forward to delivery day. When I was huddled at Janet’s face, waiting for them to bring him over from the initial check lungs/wrap in blanket stage of delivery, I couldn’t figure out why it felt like it was taking them forever. I looked to see the scale on the warming cart- 5lbs, 9.8ozs. “What the F$%%???” was the first thing that went through my head, immediately followed by, “Did we do something wrong?”. His vitals were fine, but it wasn’t my imagination, it was taking longer because they spent more time warming him. Holding tiny William for the first time, was akin to mortal fear combined with complete joy. Was he truly healthy, did he have an underlying condition, why is he latching on to my nose, he looks like a cute old man in a tiny body...all questions/thoughts streaming though my head. Dr. Lo tried to convince me that Will’s weight was at one time a normal baby weight. She’s right, but I still felt scared/worried, etc.

The next 2.5 days were spent with a two fold mission, stop his weight loss and keep him warm. He had problems latching- not with the will to latch- he came out rooting for the goods-but with the- my mom has big boobs and I have a small mouth- how do I make this work? The day before we were to leave, he had lost more than 10% of his birth weight, so we were handed formula to supplement. While Janet was working so hard at breastfeeding, we succumbed- as nice as they were at the hospital, we just wanted to be home. By Sunday, he had gained enough weight to be let out of jail. The weeks following release were filled with scales, weight checks, and visits to the lactation consultant. At his first non weight check pediatrician visit, he was 5th percentile for weight, and 50th for height- I don’t remember his head. We were highly encouraged to bring back a baby double his birth weight to his two month check up.

~2 months later, our little man, while not doubling his birth weight, is a happy 10lb 4oz boy and in the 25th percentile for weight. He’s happily hanging onto his 50th percentile for height, measuring in at 22.25 inches. I finally know his head measurement (why is that one so hard to remember?)- 15.25 inches, which places him in the 25th percentile as well.

Our little man will probably never have chunky thighs or baby rolls- but his mommies can now stop stressing out over him sleeping an extra hour here and there.

Sir Cuteness. That is all

I have no idea why I'm having such a hard time getting on here to blog but- I'm going to barrage you with pictures instead of an actual post.

Pics from this week coming soon!

We're off to Janet's two week followup.

He's Heeeeeeeeeeeeere!

On 7/1/10 at 8:08 am, William Joseph was born by c-section (as planned). My beautiful son came out weighing 5 lbs, 9.8 ozs and measuring 19 3/4 inches. Janet is recovering fast and breastfeeding is going ok. I have no way to express the joy and euphoria over my incredible wife and new son. More later when we're home (and I'm working with more than an iPhone!

Belly Pics- last friday.

I am slow getting this up.  Below are Janet's 38 week belly pics!

Pics taken by iphone, so quality not super- but will do in a pinch!