One Week!

Can you believe it? My little J-Men, as Douglas calls them, are 1 week old today! Time flies when you aren't getting any sleep and nursing 2 little dudes every 2 hours. Woo! We are a tired but very happy lot over here at 125. I just don't know how we've made it all our lives without these little goomers; they are the best decision we ever made!! We just love them so much.

Since these boys are my biggest hit, I am going to share a few quotes from critics about them:
"They are just perfect. Their little noses. Their mouths. Their dimpled chins. They are perfect!" --Beetle
"They're so beautiful!" --Boomer
"They're so cute I can't take it!" --Carolyn
"They're little balls of awesomeness!" --Dacian the Destroyer
Just repeat those quotes over and over and that's what everyone thinks of my little gentlemen. Basically, they rule.

In other news, Doug's brother and sister-in-law are visiting from Philadelphia and are reorganizing, or shall I say, organizing our house. I am telling you, these two need to go on one of those TLC shows and do this for a living. When they get finished, everything is going to look so much nicer than it did before, and I might even be able to find things! I am definitely an unorganized person, so them doing this for us is so very awesome and much appreciated. The true test will come when they leave Doogie and I on our own and we have to continue to be organized without their supervision. Will we be able to live up to this challenge, or will we completely fail? Stay tuned to find out!

Also, for the first time in a month or more, both Doogie and I are sitting on the couch relaxing. Little Julian Gastright is in his swing and Little Jonas Gastright is curled up in his boppy sitting next to Mommy.

Babies

In case you didn't hear, the babies have arrived! On July 19th at 9:28 am, Julian & Jonas came into this world weighing a whopping 5 lbs 14 oz each. They are so awesome and we are completely in love!

Jonas & Julian's Fox Jedis

From Aunt Boomer & Uncle Jaybird.

Hospital Food

You know, it's not half bad.

So, I had to be admitted to the hospital for mild preeclampsia. Oh, and the boys will be here a week earlier (July 19th). Evidently, this jazz is pretty normal. I feel fine other that the giant IV needle in my hand (and all the other awesomeness that comes along with pregnancy). Doogie's here taking care of me and Boomer is on her way. Anyway, just an update.

P.S. I got a cupcake!

It Was a Good Day

Just waking up in the morning gotta thank God, I don't know but today seems kinda odd.

It's Wednesday, which means, no doctor visit (well, except for last week, when I was at the doctor every freaking day). Hooray! It's to the point where I don't really know what to do with myself when I don't have to go for a doctor's visit. I figured out what to do today, though, and it was a good day.

Me and F-Geezy.

I slept in until 10!! It was glorious even if I had to wake up every hour for a potty break. Generally, my doctor's appointments are at the crack of dawn, so I never get to sleep in, but today I did. When I woke up, I got my grub on, but didn't pig out. I had a poptart and some fruit (see how I balanced out my meal to be healthy--fruit, dammit!). After filling my belly, I laid back down for awhile. My snuggle buddy (Flash Gordon) wasn't quite ready to get up.


Finally, since my ole hips were acting up, they'd had enough of my gigantic body weighing on them, I got out of bed. Moved to the recliner, and my handsome husband made me lunch (a grilled burger and corn on the cob). Then, the real fun began: I started my Christmas shopping!!! Oh yeah. As of July..what is today?...July 11th, I have purchased 6 Christmas presents. Oh how I love Christmas! And this year, it will be even better with my two little boys. They won't know what's going on this year, but think of all the Christmases to come! They will love Christmas as much as me. 

Box of gingerbread!

Since I had done so much...sat in the recliner, ate a burger, shopped, I was killed out. Flash Gordon was also getting antsy. See, it was about 2 o'clock, and that is when we generally take our nap. So, I had to leave the interwebs and go hang with my homie F-Geezy.

I awoke from my 2-hour nap to see that the world's best Mommaw had sent me some GINGERBREAD in the mail. Mmm. Man alive, she is so awesome. So, I had me some gingerbread for an afternoon snack.

Now here I sit, it is nearly 6 o'clock. Doug has gone to get supper (JETS pizza)! This day rules (aside from the general misery from being 36 weeks pregnant).

Today I didn't even have to use my AK. I gotta say, it was a good day.

Yoshi Furoshi

Don't make the rookie mistake Doug did and leave your glass of water out for HammerPaw. He'll partake every time.

Basketball Jones

Once upon a time there was a little feller named Codarsky Cornett. As a child, Codarsky had a slight speech impediment, which most children do. For Codar, he would say the "ch" sound for "s." Well, we were out on Beetle's patio shooting hoops (into a milk crate) with Pappaw. Codar shot from downtown (the porch) and it was nothing but crate. Then he looked at Pappaw, his arms stretched out, his chest swollen with pride, and said, "Pappaw, tell me who famuch (famous)!"

Don't freak, it's just me.

I used to be so good at writing blogs, nowadays, I am neglectful. Maybe I can sort this out while I'm awaiting the arrival of the babies and then, afterward, you know I'll have to get on here and write about how awesome they are.

Let's see...what has happened over the month since we last talked? I've been to about 15 doctor's appointments, gained about 20 lbs, found out that there are people eating people due to bath salt intake, saw a drag-queen at Frisch's (another reason I love that joint), have eaten about 90 3-ways (Skyline is the best, I will not hear otherwise), got a haircut, took my leave from work early (I think I would have died or given birth in my cube if I had been there last week), was saved from another bat by Dacian the Destroyer, drank about 4 gallons of Wallace Woods tea, and for the past couple of weeks,  have done nothing but lay on the couch or in bed.

You know, when you hear the term "bed rest" you think you have hit the jackpot. Get to leave work early and just lounge all day. Lies! It sucks. You get to lay in bed all day, that's for sure, but that's all you get to do. Oh, you want to go get some pizza? Too bad! You want to run to Target for some new pajamas? Too bad! You want to bake a cake? Too bad! You want to sit up and type on the computer? Too bad! You have so many contractions, your back hurts, you are too huge to do anything, and your husband polices your every move, so you just lay there like a beached whale doing nothing but wallowing in your misery. Doesn't that sound like fun?

Some idiot said that pregnancy is beautiful. Must've been a man, or some broad who never had kids. I tell ya, it's all right for the first several months, but once you hit that third trimester, my friend, it is all over but the crying. Oh well, I reckon it'll be worth it. And as the great Codar Cornett pointed out to me yesterday, only 170 days until the babies' first Christmas!!!!!!  : )

Well, I've been out of bed and on the recliner for a whole hour and I'm about ready to croak, so I shall sign off, friends, and go back to my cave (bedroom) to dwell.

The next blog will be more uplifting! : )