This face

This face has inspired me to (maybe) start blogging again. Meet Henry Ellis, born Auguest 18, 2010 and henceforth to be known as Turtle. Maybe I'll put Yurtle in his crib - it's too perfect.

My pregnancy was hard, although not as hard as some. My postpartum was hard, although not as hard as others have had it. But my baby is perfect - absolutely perfect (except a weird hammer toe, but that also makes him unique, no?). I could stare at him for hours, except for the next 10 minutes when I'm stealing time to take a shower. He doesn't really cry, and now that we've switched to formula (no judgments please, you don't know what we went through there) he eats well. He has his daddy's eyes and his momma's shape (longer torso, shorter legs - daddy is opposite) and a little more hair than his big brother.

Here's his big brother now:

We need a nickname for him. He's gotten to be both a huge handful and a lot of fun. Before Turtle was born I really didn't think it was possible to love another human being as much as I love this little boy, and I was wrong. They are both so special, and I can't wait to see how they both grow up. And I hope the sibling jealousy subsides soon so that they can be as close as I was to my brother, or closer because they'll be more in the best friends age bracket than the substitute mother bracket as my brother and I were (10 years apart).

Anyhow, grabbing that shower now - toodles!