So in case you can’t tell, when I get stressed out…I stop writing. So from week 33 until week 38 (aka delivery week) I haven’t posted a darn thing.

After multiple threatening emails and comments (ha ha ha) I have resumed writing. Baby Elijah Harris was born on the 5th at 2:39 AM and he weighed 7lbs 9oz and was 20 inches long.  (was kinda hoping he was closer to 20 lbs – thus explaining my 40 lbs weight gain but alas, it was the ice cream…not the baby)

He is doing great and the other two lovely little men are adjusting. I promise a full story, including my water breaking at the local park in front of a lady whom I had recently flipped off in a fit of pregnancy road rage – I showed her! And the part about  how mixing pitocin, personal stubbornness unmatched by any human and an unreported (until now) case of scoliosis will make you turn into the lady Satan herself. Oh people, the story is good.  So are the pictures. However, my usb cable is currenly MIA so I can’t get the pictures off the camera just yet.

Tomorrow the children go to school and I will have 5 minutes to look for the cord and begin telling my story. In the meantime, thank you for your patience…regularly scheduled programing to resume soon!

Well folks, it appears we only know how to make them with boy parts around here. However, he sure is cute:

I am thrilled to be having another baby boy in my life. Yes, I was hoping for a girl but this little man is what I am meant to have. So I will hug him, and love him and call him George.

PS – not really, I won’t call him George. Unless he looks like a monkey.

PSS – Isaac kinda looked like a monkey and I called him Walter so, I’m not really sure that even if he looks like a monkey I will call him George.

PSS – I think until we have an official name for him we shall call him “Baby that is not George” OR “Boy that is not George” – BOO-YA! (see how I did that with the title? I am wicked smart!)