More Baby Love.

I had my postpartum check up today. I want more babies...am I crazy?

Irresistable.

I am just in love all over again...look at this lovey!

My friend Jan, took wonderful pictures of Zachary.

We couldn't have been more pleased!

Not only is she talented, but I seriously think she is The Baby Whisperer...she has such a gentle and loving touch! I cannot thank Jan enough, as I now will be able to relive this tender moment over and over!

You can see more of Jan's talent here

www.janiphotography.com

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.

Old News Is Still Good News.

For those of you who were really left out of the loop...

I am pregnant.

And Due March 3, 2010.

That's in about 5 days...but who's counting?!!?

Oh yeah, ME!

It started in June when I found out because I was feeling like crap. Leon was away for the week at Boys Scout Camp...I was solo with our boys and Max's friend for the week. It was perfect timing. Luckily, I called my brother who came and stayed and entertained after I shared the secret. Oh, a couple of things:

1. No cell phone reception in the mountains, so I couldn't share this unexpected news with Leon.

2. My parents were both away and didn't have reception where they were either.

3. Did I mention how horribly ill I was?!!?

Okay, so Trevor to the rescue! Eventually I was able to tell Leon, 4 days later and it has been surreal ever since.

What we do know through this experience...

Miracles truly happen.

It is a BOY!

He is nicknamed "The Reyes TieBreaker" as we wait to see who he looks like!

The older I get, the harder pregnancy is.

I tend to not sweat the small stuff as much.

Oh, and leaving the best for last...I am really cranky.

(challenging when trying not to sweat the small stuff!)

I will be induced Monday morning if I don't go into labor over the weekend. I am ready. Everyone is ready. In the mean time I am looking back on the last few months that have left me in survival mode...there is so much to catch up on blog-wise, and I want to since this is as good as it gets for the journaling part of me.

Gotta go...Sam just got into my baking cabinet and dumped sprinkles all over the place. Part of me thinks he knows I am in survival mode and is taking advantage of the situation. He's so smart.

xoxo

Jen