Yes, we are alive. It has been a month. I didn't think having number 4 would rock our world so much. I mean with foster kids, for a year we had 4 kids and even 5 kids for a couple of months. We have done 2 babies before so I figured it would be cake. Oh was I wrong! I don't know if it was Jeremy being gone all week or my body being in complete mayhem. Either way, we survived and Jer moved home last week! I can already feel my body healing so much faster with him around to help. I feel like we have made it through the rough part and I am ready to return to the world again. Hoping to be blogging again very soon.
Until then, here is a recent pic of little Owen from my phone.
He is smiling more and more each day and we are getting into more of a groove which makes both him and I very happy. He is a crazy spitter upper so you will soon see that every picture of him has him wearing a bib.
