|No, he's not throwing gang signs. NOT YET.|
Please welcome the second in line to my royal throne (...yes, shut up), the Duke of Juban. Born Wednesday, March 7, 11:02am here in Brooklyn, NY and clocking in at a hefty 9 pounds, 8 ounces, 21 inches long.
Yes, that's NINE AND A HALF POUNDS.
All that complaining and whining I did about how big my belly was, how much it hurt, and how uncomfortable I was all the time was, you know, kind of justified because I gave birth to a second grader. I'd like to think of myself as a sort of hero, but I've been told that heroes whine less.
Anyway, he's super cute and no, you cannot eat those chubby cheeks because as his mother I called dibs and already ate them all up.
The Juban Princeling has taken to big brotherhood like a pro. I'm so proud of my little guys.
|What's that inside my brother's nose? Lemme just check and see...|