He was 9 lbs 4 oz of perfection and we named him Damian. He fit in perfectly into our little family and made us so happy from day one.
Going from one kiddo to two didn't seem too bad. Gabriel loved having his baby brother and he was such a huge help and always so loving and gentle. Breastfeeding went great, I mean, the kiddo latched on about a minute after being born for crying out loud. I had tons of help from Jesus, my mom and inlaws the first few weeks and even months which really helped the transition of becoming a family of 4. The sleep depravation sucked but I still cherished those 3am feedings when I got to snuggle up with my itty bitty. And during the days I loved watching Gabriel interact with his baby brother, always so loving and gentle, trying to calm him down when he would cry and later "teaching" him how to play, even now they are the best of friends.
And so, a year has passed (or almost!) Gabriel is almost 5 and will be starting kindergarten this fall. Seriously, how did that happen? He is a total dork (wonder where he got that from?) and has such a big heart and a huge imagination.
Damian will be one in just a few weeks and I find it ridiculous that I'm even saying that! This year has flown by and I've had so much fun seeing him grow up and change from being a floppy little newborn to a little cruising chubby (almost) toddler. He is so attatched to me which makes things a little harder to get anything done (ever had to cook dinner while simutaneously holding a 28 lb ball of fluff?) but he is a total sweetheart and I'm so happy that he's a part of our lives now.
So that's it! I've relatively caught ya'll up on my life and will attempt to make it a habit to blog much more now.
But now I must go, the little ones are up from their naps and it's just about dinner time, it's time to get back to my mom-tastic life.