Losing It.

Darn it.

I gave birth to an 8 pound 10 ounce baby boy.

Only 8 pounds and 10 ounces.

Not 30, like I would have liked...

because now I am several (okay, 30) pounds heavier

and having to face how to lose it.

Unfortunately, I have discovered something delicious and dangerous.

These cookies will never let me lose an ounce of this "baby" weight.

And yet, part of me is okay with holding onto the extra pounds...

as I nibble on a cookie or two, or three.

This is a battle, and I'm not sure how I can win!

Look Alike.

Some say Max has Leon's build...

and that Sam has Leon's coloring and calves.

I have been told Max looks just like me...

and Sam is a small version of Leon.

Zac was nicknamed "The Reyes Tie Breaker"...

It was all up to him.

Would he look like Max or Sam?

Leon and I are a little shocked to see that he resembles

someone who we never even thought of as a possibility...

Okay, just the hairdo.

Isn't his natural hairstyle so Rod Stewart?

I love it.

Zac was just born with a little spunk!

Regressing.

A few days before Zac was born, we unpacked and washed some baby clothes. While rummaging through the pile, Sam found this (size 0-3 months) and insisted on wearing it. Leon and I indulged, never thinking it might somewhat fit. He wore it all day and we laughed all day.

This is Sam's seat of choice...well this and the infant car seat.

Zachary Thomas Reyes

On Thursday, March 4, 2010 at 7:30 am I anxiously lay in the hospital bed waiting for our doctor. We knew the plan, I was there to be induced. I was anxious because it seemed like just yesterday that Sam came to us in the same way and it was the most draining experience...emotionally and physically. When the doctor walked in, he was calm and smiles. I felt ease.

According to our beloved doc, there is no award for being without pain medication and so I was on my way to having the infamous epidural. After some pitocin, I began feeling contractions...the great thing about this epidural was that I could feel enough but not too much. It was just what I wanted!

By 11:50 it was intense and my nurse came in to check on me for the first time. Her reaction was something like...

WAIT...STOP...DON'T DO ANYTHING!

30 minutes and 2 pushes later, Zac was here! 8 pounds 10 ounces and 20 inches. It was the kind of labor that makes you want to have another baby immediately. My only explanation is that only the Lord could know that with a busy boy like Sam waiting at home, I need it to be a little easier this time around!

So far...

He cries if he's hungry. He nuzzles and snuggles and melts my heart. He sleeps all day and is up all night. He is not the slightest bothered by all the noise. He is a perfect fit.

We are in love.