Bullets-because its easier than writing paragraphs.

-Wes is nearly six weeks old. He is a good baby. He seems to be a little more fussy than his perfect brother was as an infant, but overall he is pretty easy and low maintenance.

- I have laundry coming out of my ears. I can't keep up. If I thought it was bad with when we were a family of three, I was kidding myself. Its insane. I have to come up with a schedule. I'll do that...soon. :-)

- I'm sick. Again. I have a terrible cold. The same one that I had right after Wes was born. I have no voice. It is super frustrating and super hard to take care of a three year old when you can't talk.

- I sleep. Some. Some days (nights) are better than others. I started putting Wes to bed in his crib about two weeks ago. I didn't do this with Owen until he was like three months old. I have no idea why. It makes a world of difference for me to sleep in my own bed without a baby in the room. I usually get up with him around 3 or 4 and then he goes back to sleep until 6 or 7. Usually. Sometimes it doesn't quite work this way. That's ok.

- Wes loves me. Actually he is obsessed with me. Its flattering and sweet and maybe its because he is breastfeeding and I bring the food...but I didn't experience this with Owen. Owen loved everyone. However, Wes's affections are reserved mostly for me. He starts to hyperventilate when I enter his presence :-) Its really sweet....and I continue to stand on my stance that there is no kind of love like the love of a boy for his mother. I am blessed.

-I'm watching the Pioneer Woman on the food network right now. I love her. I missing cooking and baking so much. I haven't done much lately...but I can't wait to get back at it. I have all these things I want to try for Thanksgiving and Christmas...but I have to get my laundry under control before I start baking non-essential foods. :-)

-Owen is doing great with Wes. He loves him. He is sweet to him. He isn't jealous and he isn't too rough. It was a great age difference for us.

-Wes is going to be a big boy. Or at least normal sized. This is also different from Owen. Owen didn't like to eat. Wes does. He is already 10 lbs , out of his newborn clothes (so sad) and into size one diapers. Sheesh.

-Josh is my life saver. He has stepped up to the plate big time. I'm still mostly responsible for the domestic duties, but he does a great job at helping out with Owen and doing the (occasional) chore for me. I don't know how single parents do it!

That's all for now :-) I'll post pictures soon!