...you can smell the poopy diaper from outside the baby's room, with the door closed. I went in to get Oliver this morning and I got way more than I bargained for. I will spare you the details, but it wasn't pretty. Not what I look forward to dealing with first thing in the morning.
You know why I love my OB/GYN? Because she says things like "You gained some weight...good girl." I think I'll always be pregnant.
My parents are in Florida for 6 weeks. They offered to pay our way to go and visit them, but we opted not to this year. Trying to be responsible and what not. Now I wish we were going. I sure could use a vacation with some sun and a pool. (And a Grammie to take care of Oliver every waking moment) Granted we really can't afford a vacation right now, even if they paid our way, but a girl can dream can't she?