At least this is what I see myself as these last couple of weeks. I am a cow. Nothing more than a milk buffet that makes a wierd noise every once-in-a-while. I think that is why "Mom" is so close to "Moo".My little guy was born at 8lbs 14oz (Hey! You expect a small kid from a cow?!). Well, yesterday at his 2 week check-up he was a cool 10lbs 5oz. I was actually beating myself up these last couple of weeks thinking I was not producing enough for the little guy - since he literally eats every 1.5 - 2 hours. But no, he went and gained almost 2lbs! Well, never underestimate your ordinary looking dairy cow. We are interesting creatures. While we may seem simple at first, what with meandering slowly with no apparent destination, we are carefully calculating our next moo-ve.
But first, a little rest..... Oh wait! I have to feed again.
"The bar is open!" - Tom Cruise, Cocktail
:-) Nicole
While I am up most of the night into the morning feeding, diapering and burping like crazy... it is the first part of the morning, that includes the sunshine, when both of my kids are in bed with me all snuggled in watching some news, that fills me up. To talk with Katelyne and hear that she slept good, to hear Tyler's coo, are two of my favorites things, but NOTHING compares to Katelyne leaning over, giving Tyler a gentle kiss, a slight squeeze and a soft hand pet, saying, "Hi broder... good morning - you sleep good?" Melts my heart everytime....
While life has been an absolute zoo around here: with baby, toddler, work, business, house chores and Mommy/Daddy time... I realize that my most precious moments are those in the early morning hours with my two little loves at my sides.

We are all well. Tyler and I are finally getting a sleep pattern established and Katelyne has decided that, while she loves him, poopie diapers really make her gag! (Yes, it is a cute gag, but none-the-less a gag!)