The little man is 3.5 weeks old. A month on Monday--WHOA. Where did that month go? I really didn't understand moms who said their days were so busy with ONE child. I thought--seriously? It's just one little person..how much work could it be? Ha, oh how naive I was. He's pretty much on a 3ish hour schedule...eating, wake time, and sleeping ever 3 hours. It's nice, but it seems like it's a race to get things done after he falls asleep. Especially since at least half the time he wakes up during his nap, screaming bloody murder. Usually because he needs to burp..or puke. (which has led to many outfit changes for the both of us lately)
Nonetheless, he's a complete joy. I love him. I love his many expressive faces. I love when he smiles at me (just started this the other day!) I love his fake wimpers. I love his high-pitched, tired yelp when he just can't get out a full-on cry. I love his beautiful, curly hair. I love to eat his toes. I love to give him kisses. Josiah, my little pumpkin. Love him.
And I love Michael too. I'm trying not to be too obsessed with Josiah and forget about the hubs. It's hard, though! Little man takes LOTS of our attention. But we try to have some of our own time when he falls asleep...again, if he stays asleep. Soon we will start date nights. Hopefully we can find someone to watch the dude...
No new pics as of late. Well, I have a few, but am too pressed for time to put them up. I need a shower...and this is a race. Maybe next time.
