In the hospital was when I learned that my doctor was only giving me six weeks out of work. That was hogwash, and I wasn't having it. I had a C-section with Evan and I had assumed that I would have a nice 12 weeks with him, I was appalled that they only approved half of that. I took the time anyway.
To this day I am still searching for a way to make it work for me to stay home with Evan and I am willing to sacrifice a lot to make it happen. My husband is not on the same page in this chapter. But hopefully we can come to an agreement sometime soon.
Here are some photos of Evan at 3 Months old.
|Tiny man, in tiny jammies|
|He loved this chair.|
|One of the homeboys. Do people still say that? Probably not.|
|Evan's first St. Patrick's Day|
|Dressed up for his first School Pictures.|