What I've learned about my baby boy... He loves to sing, talk, and laugh. He thinks that daddy is funny when he dances and loves to flirt with the girls at my work, actually any woman in general. At work, I bring him into the lunch room to see the girls. He'll sit there and flirt for the whole hour and promptly fall asleep when back in his nursery. He doesn't like to go longer then 2 hours without a meal. He poops every morning at 6 am and then likes to suck on his fist for 30 minutes in preparation for his morning bottle. He loves a bath and would kick and punch the water for hours. He screams when I get him out. He also loves his swaddle wrap. I'm dreading the day we give that up. As soon as I swaddle him he passes out. He does this sweet little whisper and takes these deep breathes of my chest until he falls asleep. I love it. I love that my scent is soothing to him!
Oh yeah and p.s. he loves his bear that makes womb sounds in his co-sleeper and in his crib at work. I turn those sounds on and he is out like a light.
My sister in law was over for a wedding a couple of weeks ago and we were talking about babies and kids. We were talking about how for the first 3 months with a baby you feel like you are in "survival" mode and how proud you feel that your baby has been kept alive for a month, two months, or even three:) Hence, the name of the post.
Here are some recent photos.
This is my nephew Apollo. He is sweet as pie!
Some how last month Tyler convinced me to go camping. He promised that he would do everything and that I just had to relax with the baby. I was so stressed out because it was so hot but it ended up being awesome. Tyler did take care of everything and the baby was fine, we hung out in the shade in the hammock, took a walk to the lake and how an awesome campfire. Since we had such a great time we are going to go camping again at then end of August.