My My MR. MOSES. . .you did make an entrance!Nine pounds eleven ounces of pure boy, Twenty three and a half inches of awesome. . .not so fair when you are only a 5 foot tall momma. . .but look at that smile. . .I've almost forgotton about the pretty crazy birthing experience. . .I'll blog about it soon, I feel like I owe it to the on-line community, the internet was the only place I found other women who had been through the same ordeal. . but that's for another day. ..right now. . it's just time to rest, recover, re-tool, re-schedule my goals and think of a word to represent 2011 (albeit a bit late!) 2010's word was STEP. . it's time to re-evaluate and come up with a rocking new focus. . Hmmmmm!
A dreamy baby, and I'm so thankful he's here, safe and sound. We are getting some raised eyebrows about the name, but hey . ..we farm in the flood zone, and by the looks of things we may need some help parting the waters come spring. . .
Moses, you are perfect. Welcome here. . .you will be mighty, I know it:)
. . .now that I'm bed-ridden for a while I hope to be more present here on my poor neglected blog, it's been a hard month, lots of thinking going on. . .re-prioritizing. . .and hard decisions being made. . .more on that later.
. . .oh and my bed ridden status will also allow me to finish writing the text for the new website for Gorp. . .You can take a sneak peek early. . but be warned that there will be some gobbly gook space filling text that looks something like this "jdalkjte[aeilfalkfh ehflak';fd kldhfalhelk" so don't be alarmed, I have not lost my marbles yet, neither am I that bad at making cuss words;)
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