And another photo

Because my uncle made us look so good here :)



( Not for the squeamish )

And we can now say that there is nothing my body can do that my husband has not witnessed. Amazingly enough, he still loves me and still thinks I'm sexy.

So it's all good.

I have about 8 stitches. They hurt, but now I'm in this macho, pain-is-relative zone where I feel the need to say "discomfort" instead of "pain".

Also, I have my waist back. There's a little paunch left in front, but by damn, I've got a waist! I'm gonna guess one more day 'til I can wear my size 8 jeans again. I'm gonna shoot for my size 4s - gimme a month.

For those who inquired, Dixon Louis is named for our beloved late grandmothers, Dixie (Jeff's maternal grandmother) and Louise (my maternal grandmother). We've had this name for a long time, and I'm so happy to have a baby who will carry it with love and honor.

Both boys are sleeping now, so I'm going to take the opportunity to do a little something. Namely, nothing at all.