We're awaiting checkout...tap, tap, tap, tap, tap goes the foot. Hospitals are slow-movin' places when you're the healthy one! No complaints there.

Our nurse just came to give me my motrin tablet. She is under the assumption that giving it to me and then waiting a while before removing my staples will help me. I'm thinking...I get in and out of bed with a slice in my abdomen and have a baby chewing on my nipples 8 times a day right now...I don't think motrin is going to make a significant difference in any staple removal pain. Let's do this thing!

Asher was within 1 ounce of his birth weight at his checkup last night...that was a 6oz. gain in 2 days! Did I mention I have a too-much-milk problem again :) Apparently it's normal to get back to birth weight by 2 weeks old, so at 4 days old (and no supplementation this time), we are ridiculously ahead of the curve, and Asher is going to be a big guy in short order! Asher has been *incredibly* patient learning to drink from the fire hose. When he starts to choke and cough, he stops sucking and makes a little squeaky noise (translation: 'Mommy, why?') and then patiently bides his time til he's ready to jump back in. Owen would have been screeching at me! So I am very grateful for this patience on his part, and hope we'll fully find our nursing groove soon. Sitting him up while he eats seems to help a lot, so we're experimenting with that. OK, that's probably more than enough milk stories for anyone reading :)

Reuel has also been incredibly patient...both of us are antsy here at the hospital, but Reuel hasn't been incised, so he could actually do something outside of these walls if we could leave! Oh, I forgot to mention that we were all packed up to go adn ready to discharge yesterday until Asher had a spit-up with some blood in it. Everyone was 99% sure it was nothing, but we went ahead and stayed the night on the ped's recommendation, just so we wouldn't have to turn aroudn and come back in if the problem persisted. He's not done it again, so we've just been twiddling thumbs til our discharge this morning.

Owen. My mom and Owen have been getting on famously, and I think Owen would be fine if we never came home again! I'm not sure we've been missed at all! They have kept busy at parks, malls, Chuck E Cheese, blueberry picking, etc. etc. When asked if he would rather visit mommy and daddy and Asher or go to Chuck E Cheese yesterday, the answer was, 'ChuckE!' And would you like to talk to daddy on the phone? 'Nope!' said Owen. I'm especially sure that my mom has been having a good time, getting the grandkid to herself without the mother hovering over and preventing her from doing things her way, and spoiling to her heart's content ;) Bottom line, we are SOOOOOO grateful for her labors and willingness to help; it has been absolutely wonderful to know he's in good hands and to not be worrying about him. I just can't wait to see him again, I miss him so much!! Haven't seen him since Wednesday :(

Well, it's about time for those staples to come out (I hope), so I sign off.