"he's a smelly baby"

This morning I received two beautiful text pictures of my brand spanking new adorable nephew, Charlie.  That kid has a schnoz:o) The text w/pic said  "who do I look like?"  I didn't really know, and proceeded to call my sister and let her know that I didn't know, however, he kinda resembled a Culbertson girl, I thought.   

Rachel went on to talk about her day with the baby boys, how one starts crying sets the other off and the other starts crying, they don't sleep at the same time, she gets no sleep,  how Charlie is a very gassy, and smelly baby, and how Eli (my other beautiful 1 year old nephew) chucked his bottle at her, I could hear her surprised anger as she told me the story then quickly, like any protective mother said "he's just gets soo tired and goes out of his mind".  She in her apparent sleep deprived state forgot to heat his bottle to the proper degree that Eli prefers. All while wiggly wormy Charlie was crying through the phone.  Wow!  I always think.... the picture she paints of motherhood, scares it all right outta me.  I don't know how she does it.  Downright amazing to me.