i gave birth to a piranha

in case you were wondering.

we are alive.

we are all healthy.

we are not leaving the house for another 8 weeks.

because baby here thinks eating every hour on the hour is essential. on friday he tipped the scales at 9lbs 12oz. his 0-3 month clothes are getting tight. i'm so happy to have him big and healthy, and sad at the same time.

and i think i've flashed 8 people this week.

and i mispelled piranha. pirranha? oh well.

here are some pictures from father's day at Grandma Leavitt's home.
 8 days old baby wodney
 abby and uncle taylor
 proof that i still exist
the fearsome five- lyla phoebe lucy abigail evelyn

1 comment:

Becky J. said...

You look great, Annie! And I enjoyed reading your birth story above. Can I tell you I'm so glad I'm not the only girl in the world who doesn't feel "empowered" by birthing a baby? #3 for me was done half natural (the epidural was at a very low dosage so I felt a ton more than with the girls, but it at least took the edge off. I don't ever want to feel that edge!) and it wasn't empowering, just painful. And I want to know what you yelled but since I won't be seeing you in person anytime soon you'll have to just email me. I'm sure it's hi-larious.

Oh, and the best part about this post that I'm commenting on is the picture of one of the girls (evelyn maybe?) strapped into her car seat eating something...on the porch. That's hilarious too. Congrats again on Baby Wodney! So sweet!

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