All's well

Mom, C and I went to a naturalistic but real MD doctor today to find out why I am so sick with my babies. A vitamin deficiency and a thyroid problem. Back to high school there with the thyroid. Makes you wonder about MDs and what they really are trying to do to us by pumping us full of drugs. Are the drug companies running our doctors as much as it seems? Why don't they really try to heal instead of medicate? There is so much more to that question that I am sure many people are asking themselves. But, off my soapbox.

The doctor thinks the baby is a boy, so do I, so does Mom. Good thing, we only know a name for a boy! Finding a girl name for Camille was tough. A boy, easy...God's promise to Sarah in the Bible for a son. His name will be Isaac which means laughter. How can it get any better than that? Hee hee.

Camille and I are enjoying a nice bit of pudding and Cheerios as I type, waiting for Jason to come home. It's 5:11pm and he still isn't here. Late night tonight. I think the pudding might be a bit sweet for Camille. When I give her a bite she squeezes her eyes as tight as she can and almost shivers as she eats it. Loves it, though.

Okay, 5:16pm and Jason's home. Not too late a night! Gonna go!