IT'S OFFICIAL...

My boobs are gone.  I bought a new sports bra yesterday that was on clearance for $5.  It was an XS.  I thought, "This probably won't fit, but I'm gonna get it anyway."  

I threw it on this morning and BAM!  IT FITS!

I cried.

(not really, but had a big pouty face while sharing the news with my hubs)

These things are ridiculous.  I go from a D while pregnant/nursing to a -A.  They tease me...and Doug.  Seriously.  Does anybody else's lady lumps do that?

I'm gonna have to follow the example of one of my classmates from high school and start stuffing my bra with water balloons!  True story.

friday night i had a moment with my children.  it was simple.  but significant.  it was almost bedtime and i had run out and got us some ice cream.  tillamook mudslide and chocolate peanut butter.  i sat on the kitchen floor to share mine with vivi.  then one by one, the other kids left their chairs and joined me on the cold tile floor.  savannah, then izzy, jillian and then payton.  we just sat.  together. we talked and savored the deliciousness and giggled at vivi traveling to everyone for a bite.  in that moment my parental mistakes of the day disappeard.  my stress over doug being gone all week faded and i just breathed in the moment. a moment too precious to leave to get my camera.

this is my guitar.  her name is la esperanza y el sueno (spanish for hope and dream). i call her esperanza for short.  we have been spending a lot of time together.  my fingers are sore and callused.  i am happy.