has gone away. And our little guy's personality is really coming
thru. He's really playful, giggly and giddy most of the time. His
face kills me when he's walking around on daddy's shoulder, I think
he's so used to being attached to me, it's all confusing, so he has
this puckered and curious expression on his face as he says Ooh. It's
only when he's I'm daddy's arms that I get perspective again that he's
still so tiny.
He's still really snuggly with us, he sleeps more often then not in
bed with us most nights at least after his 4 am feeding. He's been
sick 2x this last month (stupid daycare) which has been really
unnerving to us, but I guess that I'm going to have to get used to is,
it's just the beginning of a lifetime of colds. It's heartbreaking
though listening to him wheeze and cough. And of course he gets me
sick every time because when he's upset and crying I tend to snuggle
him close and not let go, it seems to sooth him and makes me feel
better that he's calming down. Not the best plan, but when he's
shrieking I'll do anything to make him feel better. And it doesn't
hurt that even when he's sick he smiles a lot up at us and giggles.
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