Classic Hilton's

1. He makes me laugh. 2. He lets me cry. 3. If it's important to me, it's important to him. 4. He put aside his professional aspirations to provide for our family. 5. He is Brooklyn's daddy. 6. He is Grayson's daddy. 7. He is humble. 8. He has a beautiful voice. 9. He uses his beautiful voice to glorify the Lord. 10. He got hooked on Brothers and Sisters and Psych while I was on bed rest, and let me talk about them like they were important events of my day. 11. His love of music, film, and television has broadend my horizons. 12. He dreams with me. 13. He trusts and supports my decisions. 14. He has a great eye for design (he's ARTISTIC...not that other thing!!) 15. He respects and loves my family. 16. He loves his family. 17. He has beautiful eyes!! 18. He knows everything!! (We would be millionaires by now if we could just play Million Dollar Money Drop!) 19. His enthusiasm and loyalty for the Packers has infected Brooklyn and I. 20. His hair wi

The "Master" Bedroom! (Yes, that is Grayson in the bassinet by the bed...a temporary fixture!)  The Hallway...  The Bathroom...Hard to tell, but it is a lovely shade of purple, and I love all the bright colors we were able to incorporate. I'm really pleased with how this room turned out.  Grayson's room...My uber comfy chair and favorite window of the house. It has the best view, which is great for all the time Baby Gray and I spend in there looking out at the world!  The changing area  The crib and the beautiful Disney prints Aunt Jenna sent us, that literally make the room!  Brooklyn's Sanctuary. I am so pleased with how this room turned out as well!  Does she have enough stuffed animals? I don't think so!! All in all, we are quite comfy in our little corner of the world!

I'll admit, I am sort of in awe by my body right now. A week and a half ago I felt so tired. My feet were swollen and my fingers felt like sausages. My tummy was rock hard and stuck out across the room. I had heart burn round the clock and had to pee every five minutes. There was a real breathing, kicking, personality living inside me.  Now, all of that is gone. Completely.  I don't mind. I certainly don't miss the pregnancy symptoms and the little person I have on the outside is well worth going through all of it. But it is a little strange to have lived with my body behaving one way so consistently for so many months, and then, all of a sudden everything feels completely different. Emotionally I am struggling with some postpartum anxiety.  Not really depression, so much as a general feeling of unease about some things that are coming up. Mostly it's going back to work. Yes, I know I still have six and half weeks, and I really do try to push it out of my mind as ofte

I am feeling so content today! Maybe it's all the hormones from breastfeeding. Maybe it's a percoset side effect. I don't know. But somehow, things just feel good right now. There are things I'm looking forward to...weddings, showers, babies, summer camp!! And some things I'm really not looking forward to...Ray's trip to Apex and whatever may follow after that, and of course my return to Shepard *sigh*.  But in the spirit of taking things one day at a time, this was a good day and I feel good. If I could make a new year's resolution now, it would be to spend more time really connecting with people. I enjoyed more social interaction during my time on bed rest, and I would like to continue that somehow. I'm also anxious to get back on Medifast and an exercise routine. I want to look as good as I feel.

Today is Sunday, March 13, 2011. Grayson is 8 days old. As I attempt to write a day by day account of our first week together, I am shocked by how much of it is a blur!! Details seem to have escaped me and days have almost run completely together. But here is an account of what I do remember. I'm pretty sure I've got all the really important stuff. Saturday March 5, 2011 10am - We finished up in recovery and were wheeled to our suite. I say suite, because that's sort of what it was. It was a huge private room, with big windows and a bench for Daddy to sleep on. He said it felt a lot like one of those mats that kindergartners sleep on. So not the most comfortable, but better than what it could have been! My legs were still completely numb from the spinal block, which just felt weird.  The rest of this day is a little bit of a blur. Probably from the medication and complete lack of sleep. I remember there were lots of pictures and phone calls and check ups from doctors and

A day by day account of the whirlwind that was the last week. Warning: Some of this may be more graphic than you care to read about. Thursday, March 3, 2011 A completely normal day.  My last NST. The doctors said (as they always did) that the baby was moving and responding beautifully, but to me, it felt different.  He seemed more mellow. Even after I drank a soda, he was quiet. I thought for sure the doctor would notice his decreased movement and tell me we needed to get to the hospital, but I guess the difference was too subtle for the outside observer.  Later I picked up Brooklyn and Mom from school and the teachers all told me about Scallini's where, if I ate the Eggplant Parmesan, it was guaranteed that I would go into labor. So much so that if I didn't, I would get a free meal! Well that was too tempting an experiment to pass up, so I called Ray and had him bring it home for dinner that night. (To clarify Scallini's offer: If you eat the food and have the baby with