very crazy happy, that's how happy.
and I think J's pretty happy to be his daddy, too.
And the happy family is together once more. Anderson and I returned to Texas yesterday, and it was the same old struggle of emotions as we boarded the plane- tears at saying goodbye to my family (and beautiful California too) but an excited buzz about getting back. Back to J, back to the furry friends (and the non-furry friends too), back to our familiar routine, just back. Away from mom's ridiculously delicious homemade brownies and their evil plot to give me a muffin top....back to the fridge nearly empty but for A's YoBaby yogurt, A's cheese, and a whole lotta diet soda.
I came back to find Jillian had arrived. The Jillian. Shred Jillian, Biggest Loser Jillian, "TV's toughest trainer" Jillian, the one all the mommies seem to be trusting to bring our pre-baby bodies back. I start tonight, and I'm expecting pain. And probably whining and maybe even tears. Wish me luck.