But I am Christian's biggest fan, (although Nick would debate that...he's quite the adoring big brother!)
so I made time yesterday to take some pictures of him.
We're averaging about 3 hours of sleep a night (total), he wants to nurse 24/7, and I've come down with mastitis (ugh!),
but still, I'm certain life doesn't get any better than this.
I really mean it.
And, he's started smiling.
I know everyone says babies can't truly smile until 8 weeks,
but there's no denying that he's really smiling when he looks us straight in the eyes and grins while we talk to him.
He's a little love.
the endless nursing sessions,
the new-parent brain fog--
all this will end very very soon.
So for now, I'll just be grateful for whatever sleep I can get
and hold his floppy squishy body close, loving his little puppy breaths on my neck.
4 comments:
Floppy, sqishy body! Such a great description. He's adorable! And I love the photos.
Soak it all in. Congrats! He's adorble.
You are so talented and those pictures are gorgeous! Boo to mastitis! It is horrible!! I hope you recover quickly! What a darling baby boy you have!
There is just something magical about that third baby, isn't there? I remember people saying when I had my first, "Ooooh, you're so lucky you are in that magical new baby stage!" Well, there was magic of course ... but honestly I spend most of those new-baby days terrified with my first. But now, after having a couple newborns under my belt ... number three really IS pure magic.
I hit a wall at three months. Of course he's sleeping better and we were getting into more of a pattern during the days, but I still felt like I just could not get into a grove with the three kid thing. I expected to be dropping the ball for the first three months, but to be dropping the ball still?? I'm in the process of finding my new normal here.
SO glad you are able to enjoy that sweet, wrinkly, vocal little man. He is adorable!
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