So how is everybody? What day is it? Is it still 2008? Who am I again?Whew…I think there is a new-baby-space-time-continuum that seriously messes with one’s mental processes. It feels like a year ago that I entered the hospital, but at the same time an eyeblink, and all of it has taken place under several leagues of water.

Or something along those lines.

At any rate, we are all well. The milk has arrived in vast quantities and so Cowboy X is quite content. He is sleeping much better and has even decided that occasionally it might be acceptable to take a peek around, although judging by his grimaces he still doesn’t think much of the place.

With every new baby’s arrival there always seems to be one Little in particular who is smitten a hair more than the others…this time it is Emma, who thinks nothing in the whole world has ever been sweeter than Xavier’s little downy head…

 

And then there is Gabriel, whose expression needs no explanation:

Let’s see now, what was I going to do next…?

Oh yes, there were some memes that I was tagged for, so until I can locate my synapses once again, I thought I might at least be capable of doing those!

First was the Six-Word-Memoir, for which I was tagged by both the lovely Toni and the gracious Jen…what springs to mind would be something along these lines:

Did All Things With One Hand

Doubted the Existence of Hot Food

or maybe

Gestated, Lactated, Counted It All Joy

Then there was the 7 Things Meme, for whom I was tagged by Soliloquy (who appears to have moved, so email her for her new site)…this one consists of telling 7 random facts about oneself…so here goes:

1. I am terrified of these.
2. I have eaten alligator.
3. I was born in Anchorage, Alaska.
4. I despise the cold.
5. I do not miss being pregnant. 
6. At. All.
7. I never, ever get motion sick.

And finally, the Six Things Meme, brought to me by Happy Mommy! Herein you will find six MORE random facts, but one of them is, in fact, a big fat lie. Yes! A fib. So then you ever-tolerant folks will try to guess which one is untrue, and I will send you a yet-to-be-determined prize. It will probably involve chocolate, if that makes a difference.

1. I am squeamish to a really frightening degree. I cannot hear about, read about, or, God Forbid, lay eyes upon, wounds without promptly losing all grasp upon reality.
2. I worshiped Wonder Woman and Grizzly Adams as a pre-teen. I wanted to be a combination of the two, somehow…Wonder Adams? Grizzly Woman? Wonder Grizzly? Whatever the case, I wanted the communion with all wild things and the invisible jet.
3. I am fluent in Norwegian.
4. I fell in love with and married my high-school boyfriend’s best friend, and my best friend went on to marry my high-school boyfriend. 
5. I have been to Shakespeare’s birthplace.
6. When I was a teen, I thought the most beautiful name in the whole world for a little girl would be…Jamaica.

Okay! So have at it…hit me with your best guess! Meanwhile, I will do some excessively important items on my list, such as smell Xavier’s neck and photograph Xavier’s tiny ears.