The girls made it unscathed

Sorry for the radio silence. Seems our phone lines crapped out (no phone, no fax, no internet!) and the big national phone co. had to come out to take a look-see. Turns out that our house was the only one affected--until the technician opened up the network box and everything in it basically turned to dust--effectively taking all of our neighbors phones out of commission too. Oopsies...and it ended up taking the phone company a few days to rebuild and sort it all out.

So--today was the big mammogram day and everything came out just fine. No lumps, no bumps, no nothing, just a rack that survived the smashing. And you know what? It actually wasn't bad at all. Yes, there was some discomfort but that was the extent of it. Nowhere near as bad as I had made it out in my mind to be. Of course, then again, these are 38G boobs so there was a lot of tissue to smush so it couldn't really get too 'flat,' if you know what I mean.

Turning our attention back to the real girls in my life (as opposed to "the girls" on my chest), they are thriving. J's vocabulary is exploding--every day brings a multitude of new words, sentences, mimics, and more. She's also a first-rate comedienne as well as a screaming toddler fully embracing her terrible twos. But man, this is truly a fun age.

As for D, she continues to be HUGE! For real. Earlier this week, she was at 14 lbs. even and this was at 15 weeks old. J didn't even come close to that weight until she was over 5 months old. We saw some friends this weekend and their 1-year old daughter weighs 18 lbs.--so you can imagine the size of my chunky monkey in comparison. I want to eat D's cheeks with a spoon, they're just that delicious.

The biggest news of all around these parts the past week was the fact that I got a pretty kick ass Mother's Day gift--D shared her first laugh with me early on Mother's Day morning. Talk about an amazing way to start the day, and a memory that will live on forever in my heart. A sweet sound, a sweet day combined with two sweet girls, one sweet husband, (oh yeah, and now a pair of sweet lump-free boobs)....

Life doesn't get much better than that around these parts, nor do I want it to (that's not to say it's all wine and roses around these parts as we have our share of bad here and there but the good...it's just so good). And yes, this English major can be so profound with the words, no?