Just a photo dump of Drew because I have all these cute photos burning a hole in my phone and it would probably be annoying if I kept constantly texting them to family members? And today I put a collared shirt and jeans on him and I’m feeling all kinds of sentimental about how big and grown up he looks. If you’re wondering, I’m doing a million times better and now that I’m not in pain, getting semi-decent stretches of sleep, and camryn is well, I feel like I’m actually enjoying this little guy how I want to. It’s so unfair that when they are tiny your body is so out of whack that you’re miserable! I guess that’s what grandkids are for?