Dynamic Duo

Every time I think I can't take it and I am gonna chuck the kiddies out the window, I just look that their cute, chubby little faces. What can a mother do?!

Exercise?!

So I decided I would like to be a little thinner, but I want to eat whatever I want. So that leaves exercise. Hmmm. Exercise. Not something I've been known to do. My husband believes in it, he even does it sometimes. Exercise...it's so....hard... Why can't I lose weight by talking on the phone or watching a movie? Why can't I drop a few pounds everytime a take a drive in the car or read a story to Ethan? Does it have to be exercise? Exercise is so...exhausting. I get sweaty when I exercise. Uck.
But you say, "Natalie, you just had a baby!" Darn right I did. Twins. Ben and Jerry. And I ain't givin' 'em up anytime soon.
I guess my fate is...exercise.

Love the Chub

I can't help it; I am sooo crazy about Libby! Her sweet, sweet, mellow personality... her adorable smile, her fat rolls on her chunky little legs...her soft hair...her precious pouty lip... I love her!
At 3 months, Libby is 15 lbs and 24.5 inches long. She's huge. Every inch of her chubby little body is cuter than the next. I'm just sorry that you all can't stop in and hold her. If I was ever afraid I couldn't love a second child as much as a first, that fear is gone. Its Ethan that's gonna have to compete! (JK, his freckles can't be trumped!)