Went in for my three week checkup post c-section, apparently everything looked good. My blood pressure was normal and my incision looked good, thank goodness.

Also, I'll be getting birth control, yaaaay. Not that I can have sex yet, even if I wanted to... but I'm excited to know when the time comes that we won't be having another baby any time soon. Part of me misses bbeing pregnant, I was semi-jealous of all the pregnant ladies I saw today at the doctor's (especially the one where I could tell they had just gotten their first ultrasound, so sweet), but I definitely don't want another kid for three to four years (I was 3 and 1/2 years younger than my brother and I honestly really, really like that age gap. I think it's a good one). Of course, I'm still out on if I even want anymore kids, but I don't doubt that in three years I might change my mind and forget how horrible I found the birth experience because everything else was great... well, minus the people in my life stressing me out through my pregnancy.

I had to get a flu shot. Well, I didn't have to, but I did since I don't want to get the flu with Wiley (of course, I didn't get a flu shot even when I worked at a pharmacy and didn't get the flu, but I also didn't have a kid to worry about then). I am such a baby about shots, I used to be so good... Seems to me that we're going to not be able to let Wiley come with me to doctor's visits where I get shots because I don't want to teach him to be as big of a wuss as I am. It's just extra frustrating because I used to have no problem with shots and now I whimper when they even look at me with a needle.

Then when we got home Wiley decided to pee right as I was changing his diaper. This has happened to Patrick quite a bit, but I was very proud that it had yet to happen to me. The only reason I never bragged was because I felt like as soon as I did it would jinx me, oh well. Then, to add insult to injury he spit up on me. I finally got him to nap and I'm hoping when he wakes up we can get back on the right foot. We'll see!

And of course I have to share some of the pics I have!

Patrick wasn't really asleep, but I can guarantee you he wanted to be. Still, sweet father-son snuggle time <3

Wiles at Railroad Park, he was getting burped. I love his expressions when we burp him, too cute.

Me with Lupes at Railroad Park. She is on high alert with Wiles around!