Scarlet found Greg's helmet in our closet.

He's lost his "newborn-ness" and as excited as I am about him growing, I am sad it's already left! It's all passing WAY TOO FAST!!! I'm barely witnessing it! Everyone says it goes so fast and it is so much faster than they said. I wish I could've taken more time enjoying his littleness before it was gone!

I just can't believe how fast he's grown. I keep thinking, "Will he ever stop or slow down?!" Of course not. That's what they do. They grow. He's already 5 weeks!!! It's weird to think he wasn't around last month, that it was just Greg, Scarlet and me. He's definitely a part of the family. He belongs. We love him and he is so dang cute!

So apparently everyone loves my hair and it is beyond me. So I didn't want to go make myself unattractive, but I couldn't deal with my hair, so I thinned it out.

Trust me, this is not all of it. My hair is deceptively thick.

It is SO MUCH BETTER now!!! So much easier to dry AND wash and it just LOOKS better. I can do this for awhile.

Oh man, being a Mom of two is so hard. I feel our dreams of a big family slipping away . . . 

I suppose it's still too early to tell. We ARE sort of in the hard stage right now. But I can't imagine being in the "hard stage" with 2 kids, or 3. Maybe it would be easier if I could spread 'em out more, but being that we got started in my 28th year and I don't want to have kids in my late 30's it might just be one more for us. We will see. Somehow waiting longer for the next one doesn't seem as frightening, but  then I would feel like my time had run out for having more. As I said before- we shall see.

We are growing out of this apartment quickly. As silly as this sounds, we keep finding things at the dumpster and taking them home and buying this or that- a double stroller, more rock climbing gear, a toy kitchen for Scarlet's birthday and we are quickly running out of room!!! We already were pushing it.

I'm tired. I am always tired. Somehow, I forgot how demanding newborns can be. The first two weeks he slept all day and he did it all on his own. No more. I find my mind thinking, "I wish I could give my boobs to Greg and he could feed him- just this once." And often in the middle of a feed I almost pass him to Greg and say, "Oh can you finish feeding him  while I go do this?" And then I realize, "Oh yeah, only I can do this." I don't know if it's that I only breast fed Scarlet 3 weeks or what, but somehow I forget sometimes that only I can feed him.

Scarlet says prayers now and we love it! One night we tried it and I thought it was probably too early, but thought what the heck, let's try it. The first one or two were sort of rough but now she says the bed time prayer every night! Short simple sentences are the key. It's pretty dang adorable and I'm glad we're doing it.

Scarlet is also growing so fast. She looks so much taller and seems so much older. I look at her and can't understand how I have a daughter this old. She seems way too old. I see so much of myself in her.  Her latest obsession is looking for coyotes. And saving pigs from them. We're thinking this all came from Diego. Pretty much it's Greg and Scarlet that go hunting. They go hunting in the cave made out of couch cushions and the tent in our bed covers. They use flashlights. It's adorable.

She also says thank you. She's mastered please a very long time ago, but has finally grasped thank you. It's cute. She's also  good about throwing things away. When I finish changing Brighton she'll just grab that diaper and toss it in the garbage! And same with her banana peels. So cute!

The week before I had Brighton I got called to be the Ward Chorister (leading sacrament hymns) and the Choir Director. I was pretty pumped but stressed about having a newborn for all of this. I've yet to do anything with them at all. I led sacrament meeting the day Brighton was born and have only attended church once since. Church is at 8:30am!!!! It is hard to get there on time. I was all stressed about choir until last night, I've finally mellowed out. I'm actually really thrilled about both callings, I'm just not sure when I'm going to be ready to get involved, since I'm nursing and life is just so unpredictable right now.

Later in the day . . .

I just went running! Can I really say running? It was technically jogging and walking. I haven't been running in YEARS. The last time I ran, I was very thin. This time running, was instantly different. Things were . . . moving. Particularly . . . the stomach. It moved up . . . then down . . . up  . . . then down. Running with flab is a completely different experience. It was pretty depressing at first, but by the end I convinced myself I had already firmed up, but really, I just got used to the feeling. I lasted 20 minutes and then walked home for 5 minutes. As small as it is, I'm really pleased. Honestly, I pushed myself way more than I have in the past. I've never been good at pushing myself. I think it was easier because there were no long stretches of sidewalk, there'd be a stretch next to a building then it would cut into the parking lot, then back again. So it was easy not to walk or run too long and just decide as I went. Hopefully it's the first time and not the last.