My niece and my sister are doing wonderfully. Kaitlyn weighs in at 7lbs 3 ounces, is 19.75 inches long and has a head that is 13 inches in circumference. (measurements for future reference, in case I need a newborns head size). I think she's a cutie. She seems so tiny to me! I am totally not a baby person. I am not one of those people that needs to hold every baby I see, or thinks that every baby is cute. I am so glad that she is finally here and healthy. I think she looks a lot like my sister. Someone said that she actually looks a lot like me, which is not too strange since a lot of people mistake my sister and I for twins. I feel weird holding her. Like I could break her at any moment. I'm sure I'll get better with time. This all goes back to how I am just not a baby person.
Bud's Update: he's still on pills. 8-9 pills a day. Yeah it's a pain in the ass. I wish he could be a normal dog and just gobble down any treat he gets. But he's not. He now runs and hides in my room if I try to give him a treat of any sort. He also runs and hides when I try to get him to go out. He's pretty good at the limping on three legs thing. He will be going in next week (I think that's when the pills will be gone), and get his blood retested to see if anything has improved. They are going to test the liver function and his clotting ability and hopefully he'll be able to get his surgery. The one day he came in from outside and he slipped on the tile floor in the kitchen. His back legs went out from under him and he fell and I could just see how his knee popped out in a totally not right way. And he cried. When he stood up it luckily popped back into place. But it just reemphasizes that he really needs to get this surgery. I'm thinking good thoughts, praying that he'll be at least good enough to get the surgery.