Feb. 4 vlog
I really need to start writing a script for these vlogs so I will have something to actually talk about.
I really need to start writing a script for these vlogs so I will have something to actually talk about.
Some day in 14 years when I am scolding Holden for eating Jolly Ranchers and putting his expensive braces at risk, I am going to wistfully think back to when he was a wee babe and wish for simpler times when I could hold him in my arms and get a grin out of him just by smiling wide. I know my memory and its tendency to function as a black hole (I have already…
In addition to Mr. Buds and Stretchy Buds, we’ve got: Yawny Buds Seepy Buds Sweet Baby Buds Shrieky Buds Poopin’ Buds Stinky Buds Grumpy Buds Burpin’ Buds Sad Buds Splashy Buds Bouncin’ Buds
I start back to work in two weeks. The plan is to work from home for a while before going to the office full time. The change of pace seems nice in theory but I have no idea how we will do it, practically, from day to day. How any parents do it. How parents with more than one child do it. Things now are so frantic and hurried, showers taken quickly and chores done…
How can someone be in this world for a mere 10 weeks and know so well how to command my heart? Ridiculous.
Buds Mr. Buds Mr. Buddy Buds Buddy Boy Smiley Sweet Baby Stretchy Buds (when I bring him up off the boob to burp and he stretches his arms up and his knees scrunch to his tummy) Mr. Baby (sometimes I slip and call boy cat this) Mr. Good Baby (when he’s chilling) Mr. Sad Baby (when he’s grumpy) Mr. Happy Baby (when he’s all smiles)
Baby boy, This past month was a big one for us. You very noticeably started your transition from weird little floppy newborn with a smelly belly button to your current status as smiling, bouncing, sometimes shrieking-in-delight boy. You got longer and beefed up a little bit after a few weeks of struggles with your weight gain while we figured out that whole constant breastfeeding thing. You finally outgrew those newborn diapers and settled into size…
Most of the time when we try to show Holden the cats, he looks everywhere but at them, or he shrieks in their faces and they gallop off. The other night we were chilling on the couch and Jack just plopped himself down beside the baby and hung out despite being kicked repeatedly. Like it was no big thing. I died of cute but came back to life thanks to the abundance of life-giving cute…
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