My Bucket Runneth Over

You're probably wondering who that delightful creature is above...... That's Bucket, a.k.a. Beckett Alexander.  Freshly hatched by parents Kirsten and Chris, baby "Bucket" (as I like to call him) is equally smooshy or greater than a box full of puppies and rainbows.  And no, he was not posed for the shot on the couch.  That's Buckets' regular MO--  channel Ron Burgundy minus the polyester..... "Hellooooo ladies."  Additionally, I think Bucket will be a future Air Supply fan as well as a huge supporter of rollerskating.

My hands are officially perma-swollen;  I can't even wear my big, fake (and gaudy) 4 carat CZ.  (the ring is so fake that there is rust on the backside of it....classy).  I'm trying very hard to avoid additional sodium in my "diet" however, that may hinder my morning routine of a toasted sesame bagel with reduced fat cream cheese from Dunkin' Donuts.  I have pretty much sworn away all pop (with the exception of some Ginger Ale and Sprite when my stomach gets upset), but I have definitely NOT been watching what goes into the pie hole.  Example?  I have a cheeseburger and fries at least once a week at lunch.

Once child comes I have the utmost confidence I'll be able to get back to my old eating habits.  I'm not saying I will go back to consuming several Diet Cokes a day-- I am saying that HOPEFULLY, my taste buds will return to normal and salad will once again taste delicious.