How Much Longer?

I've been noticing cute things the kids say lately that I don't want to forget. Paige says most things correctly nowadays, but mispronounces a few, and I love it. They are:

"force"-horse

"magmeck"-magnet

"priveck"-private

Cason just says funny things. One of his most common is "I just...." It doesn't matter what it's about. He tells me out of nowhere "I just want milk.", or "I cold. I just wanna be cozy.", or "I just wanna play wif Buzz."

This little lady is doing wonderfully. Likes to eat and sleep, but has little periods of wakefullness and just stares quietly and sweetly at us. It's amazing.
She gets up a couple of times at night to eat, but goes to sleep once her belly's full. Paige and Cason are so happy to see her in the mornings.
She had her first checkup today. Her aunt Misty had been trying to tell me the scale at the hospital had to be wrong because she looks so tiny, but the scale at the doctors office confirmed her weight. She did well for the first 5 days, and only lost .8 oz, putting her at 8 lbs 15 oz today. I'm not sure what made her weight hard to believe for Misty, anyway. Observe:
Haha, cutest little chubbo. She was about to have her 2nd bath, which she liked even better than the first, and she loved being lotioned up too.
She reminds me more and more of Paige as a newborn, as I hold her and stare at her. Little faces she makes give me flashbacks of moments when I first had Paige, and I think they look more alike than I realized.

Now Jess goes to work for at least part of the day tomorrow. :( I LOVE the first week with a baby, and part of it is Jess being home with us, along with us all being extra happy and even more in love, with each other and our babies. So I'm a bit sad about him leaving, but he's going to try and take at least another day off this week. I hope so, because I'm definitely recovering a little more slowly this time. Jess says it's because she was our biggest baby, and came so fast. Maybe so.

Today after the appointment I had Jess drop me off in front of Ross, so I could run in for some baskets to organize things in Neely's room. I was in a few weeks ago and the ladies were asking me about my due date, and were surprised at how much time I had left. Well today I went to pay, and one of the same ladies checked me out. And THEN, she gestured at my belly and asked "How much longer?"

That's right.

I tried to act like my feelings weren't hurt so she wouldn't feel any more awkward. Not that I expected to leave the hospital with a flat belly, but dang. I didn't expect people to think I was 9 months pregnant either. Did I go out to the car and start crying as soon as I got in?

You bet.

On a happier and less humiliating note, these two are having potato sack races in the living room tonight.