Saturday, November 22, 2008

Eight Weeks!

I cannot believe it has already been eight weeks. Going on nine! I weighed Sterling on our scale the other day and it seems like he is fourteen pounds. He's light in the morning and heavy by the time I put him to bed, which has been six or seven these days. I look forward to that moment after a long day of holding him. After I do, I run downstairs and clutch the baby monitor listening to every pop and ping of the heating system thinking it's him. I feel as if I have to train myself about this so called separation anxiety!

Sterling does not like to be put down so it's been important to try every swing known to man in order to eat or use the bathroom. He also does not tolerate slings which is extremely inconvenient. He lasts in everything for about ten minutes, so I go around putting him in this and that until it doesn't work anymore. Also, changed his mind-- doesn't like the car anymore. As soon as the monster of a clasp buckles shut his face scrunches into a shriveled apple and the mouth pops open to wail. Oh, the torture of life! Aside from all these little complaints, he is an absolute angel. Brilliant, gifted, handsome. Great sense of humor just now coming out. Smiles are certainly sweet payback. And when I sit there with him heavy in my hands, laying on my chest, little rattling breath because he's squished so much, and the sweet smell of his head right below my nose, I think: I want to what? Clean the house? Instead of holding this little scrumptialicious baby? I think not.

Here we are with our friends Becky and newborn Sara Elizabeth!



As they say: try everything! The dishwasher was working for our p.m. fusser.



Punk rock hair!



I take you riding in the car car!

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