With a capitol H for Hemorrhoids!

So I'm just going to go ahead and say it once and for all.  I am dealing with a horrendous hemorrhoid issue and I'm just plain ready to be out of pain! It's been 2 1/2 weeks and when Q suggested he borrow one of my 800 mg Motrin for a headache, in my mind I was picturing carting him off to the loony bin.  Poor Q,  not his fault- I keep thinking I'm done with them and suddenly, with a vengeance, comes all things hemorrhoid-horrendous.  Save me.  Then there is the issue of growing almost half my blood back.  Sluggedy-slug-slug-sluggish is my world.  How about some good news:  I get my pension back this year and 1 paid personal day!  And some good moments for your viewing pleasure:

Also, Annie now cuddles upon request... usually.  It is thee best thing ever.

We are all loving our Violet.  She is so different than Annie already.  Hates being wrapped up. Loves being naked.  Loves having her diaper changed. Always furrowed eyebrows.  Sings when she eats.

 And to our astonishment, we discovered last night that Violet absolutely LOVES baths.  She could have stayed in the water all night!  Perhaps it is our swankety new PUJ tub.  May I mention that it is the best invention ever.  Every now and then I think about things that should earn their inventors Nobel peace prizes.  This tub is one of them. It even hangs flat to dry. Seriously worth every penny.  If you're going to have an infant, get one.

 Annie, on the other hand, is totally into showering by herself lately.  This is way too grown up for my taste.  I  desperately need her to freeze in time and remain little forever.

Oh look:  am I wearing the exact same outfit another day in a row?

And in bleak and dismal news, we said goodbye to Buster the Dog today.  He has been part of our family for 16 years.  Wow.  I remember when I was pregnant with Annie he followed me around everywhere I went wanting to snuggle.  She calls him "Uster" now.  How sad to think he's gone for good.  What sad decision.  Good bye little Uster.