I've wanted to post a new blog for a while now.  I'll start by saying that my boys are 11 weeks old now!  They've caught up to what a normal 2 1/2 month old should be, weight wise.  I've enjoyed being a mommy more than I could have ever imagined.  I love taking them out to go shopping (Wal-Mart's air conditioning is better than mine) and to anywhere else my heart desires.  There,  I've given credit to being a mommy to two BEAUTIFUL babies. 
Allow me to rant.  I HATE BREASTFEEDING!  Every bit of my time revolves around when I should pump next.  I've given up on the whole nursing thing.  I found that it is for masochists and people who can't afford to buy formula.  I endured 7 weeks of that hell and I'm no wimp, let me tell you.  When you pull your baby off of you and his face is covered in blood, there is blood all over your breast and your baby then gives an open mouthed grin revealing a mouth FULL of blood, one might give up right then and there.  But no, I continued trying this out for another four weeks.  Thank God that part is over! Next, I really thought that because I was already fairly well endowed that I wouldn't get much larger.  HAH!  We'll leave it at that. 
On a lighter note, I am down to 130 lbs.  That is just 5 lbs from my pre-pregnancy weight!  I can easily slip into a size 6, not without my extra skin getting in the way a bit, but that's what girdles are for.  My tummy is slowly but surely going back down.  I'm kinda working on it.  Oh, and my new favorite thing to do is to get out of the house by myself, get a big ass frappucino and go to the grocery store!  By the time I get back I miss my boys terribly (and of course it's time to pump again.)  Speaking of,  I gotta go.  L8ER BLOGGERS!