Well, she wasn't twins!

Up until the bitter end, people asked me if I was expecting twins based on my impressive girth. Well, the baby is here! Baby singular. But a big 'un! Not as big as some (ahem, her father, ahem) but a good size, nonetheless. She's carrying most of it in her cheeks, as is family tradition on either side.

I must admit to being relieved when the doctor announced that Teagan came into the world at 8 lbs. 15 oz. Relieved may seem a funny emotion, but A) I had an emergency C-section so didn't feel much and B) I would have been devastated if she'd been a tiny little thing and I'd have to face the fact that I was just huge of my own doing. I did what I could to chronicle my stretch-marked journey through pregnancy. Such a magical time!
Scroll down to see Michelle grow.
If you look closely at this one, you'll see that the Team shirt (I was on a work trip) already says "Vegas Baby", and my boss was kind enough to puffy paint an arrow on it so as to settle the Is She? Isn't She? debate for strangers in Austin.
For an update on Big Mama, I'm recovering slowly, but well, but it may be a while before you see a picture of me! And those of you interested in an update on Big Daddy, this is how he's doing...
He came in as I was creating this post and was appalled that it wasn't about our beautiful baby as she is now. Shame on me! So I won't leave this one up for long and I'll leave you with a little more cuteness until next time - but don't think I've forgotten my vow to not let my baby eat my blog! Just give me a while to A) become more immune to her sweetness and B) get up the courage to leave the house with her to give me something exciting to report!