A new day...

I'm trying to find positives today.
Here are some: This is day 4 without caffeine. It's almost suicide. I don't know why I'm doing it, I didn't "mean" to, but here I am. The lambs are screaming louder than ever.

I'm wearing size 8 jeans. That's prebaby. For SURE my body is not the same, and FOR SURE there are size 8's I wouldn't be able to squeeze my upper thigh into, but I've got these bitches ON. And they aren't the only size 8's I'm fitting into. I tried on lots. Polo's do NOT fit. Old Navy, does. I'll take it.

Brian from Fargo called to tell me that I am indeed compatible with their recipient. YIPPPEEE!!! Hopefully by Mon or Tues they'll have more information.

Cullen is coming to take me out to lunch.

I put on long sleeves because it's freezing in here, and it is.

Julia has medication for her poor double ear leaking issue, but the dr is concerned about hearing loss. :(

Rats. That's all I got.

Okay, I've got more. I got to eat yummy food with my yummy hubby, and then I got to hold a 13 day old baby for a solid 20 minutes. THAT is KICK ASS. I still smell him! YAY!