...it is by far, not lack of sheer ecstasy when embracing this new baby that i don't gush all over the blog world as much. it is a matter of finding time for these fingers to pursue something that is off the direct course of caring for baby. these are both firsts with each boy. each experience is wholly different. but as i go back and read how very little i've written lately on this site, i feel kinda guilty for it. there's so much more involvement when there's two little ones...
anyhooo, let me quit making excuses.
luke is smiling. we've been smiling at him so long, and now we reap the rewards. that little gummy grin is kept elusive and i only get it when someone else is around to induce it because apparently, mommies are not for testing out the new smile. gregg says it's that he's in awe of me...i think it's just that he smells the milk. :) either way, i have seen it. and it's
!@#$ beautiful! he's a whopping 8 lbs and 20 3/4 inches. it seems as if we never missed bringing him home straight from birth. he's still a tiny little thing (this only applies to others; those who held him when he was just barely a handful think he's a moose!:)) we were out at dinner the other night and the waiter was gushing over him...yknow most men don't but he was a new father...complete with pictures of his fat little pink girl. he, like everyone, assumed he was brand new. ..but he stopped later and asked how old. he said he knew when he saw him lifting his little head and holding it, he wasn't as fresh as he seemed. nope, he's our little old guy. :)
he a ravenous little wolf and eats a bottle before you can blink. altho, he savors the boob...smart man, it will never be this easy to get again. :) most babies don't need burping after breastfeeding...nope, not luke. he gets so passionate about eating that he inevitably gulps down a couple a good burps, even without the bottle. and then, the return the burps to the surface takes work and patience. he's usually a mellow little guy, looking around and cooing...but let an air bubble get stuck, he'll cry and kick those little sexy legs. gregg says that it's like he was reincarnated and ended up in this little baby's body. he reminds him and apologizes that he can't go anywhere no matter how hard he tries to run off. :) so funny. omg, trying to change the munchkins diaper. it's a nightmare. he screams bloody murder. i guess i can't say always. not if you get him nice and full of milk first. but usually, it's just insane. don't get it. but he's back to charming as soon as you finish the diaper.
okay, i am now headed off to bed. this is one of those few times daddy is in charge of baby. in fact, i think this is the first time i've been alone at home in a LOOOOONG time. and now, i'll go snuggle in my lonely bed. :)(
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