Well I've had two children the last seven weeks now instead of one, and its had its highs and lows. The highs being that now I have two adorable faces to smother with kisses instead of one, that my days go by really fast because before I know it it's time to nurse my baby again, and lastly Eric and I can talk about our offspring by saying "the kids," and it makes us feel really grown up.

The lows have been really just one low, and that is that Oakley has a lot of gas. I mean a LOT of gas. The poor guy is passing it all day, and in the evenings feeding him can take as long as an hour or more because he's burping so much. Every evening he cries for about an hour-and-a-half to three hours because his tummy hurts from all those darn gas bubbles. It's been really hard for all of us, and I've tried everything in the book to relieve him. Has anyone else had experience with this?

At this point it looks like we just have to wait it out, which is really hard for me to accept. There has to be something I can do to help him!

On a different note, today I went running for the first time in a couple months and it was heavenly! I wish I could go every day, but until Spring comes and its light in the evenings I guess Jillian Michaels's 30 Day Shred will just have to do.

All I want for Christmas.....

You think I'm kidding. Well.....okay, maybe I am. Did you notice the hoodie though? This thing is serious!

This little girl is wonderful. She has been such a great help to her mother since her baby brother was born, and she doesn't have a trace of jealousy (I'm sure that has something to do with her self confidence being through the roof...)! Sometimes I look at her and think, "how did I get such a beautiful, wonderful little thing in my life?"

Me and my boy

A couple weeks ago Eric and I watched an episode of Modern Family about a baby monitor that picked up sounds from a neighboring baby's monitor (hope that makes sense). Anyway, I thought it was pretty funny until the other day when I brought out our own baby monitor while Oakley was upstairs sleeping. Aspen and I were hanging out downstairs and I kept hearing Oakley fuss, but when I ran upstairs (several times) he was completely asleep. Eventually he woke up and I brought him downstairs, turning off his end of the monitor. When I got downstairs I heard a baby crying on the monitor on the counter! I would have been really creeped out except that the monitor upstairs was off, so I knew we were picking up the cries of another baby. Weird!