I can't believe our little guy is 6 weeks old! The old addage you hear from mothers is soooo true: "enjoy every little moment...time goes so fast!" I've tried to take this to heart as much as possible. At one of those lovely 3 am feedings I was rocking Ty back to sleep and started to think about all the things I already love about him.
"I Love How"
*I love you know he's a boy without even looking at him by the manly noises he makes...Grandpa Herd's nickname for him is "Little Grunt."
*I love how he snuggles into me when I hold him.
*I love how sometimes he'll just lay on the floor and look around at his new world.
*I love how funny it is that he can be crying at the top of his lungs and literally one second later he'll zonk out. zzzzzzz
*I love how, when he's hungry and you present him with food, his mouth goes crazy like a little bird.
*I love how he can guzzle down a 5 oz bottle in 5 minutes. (Porker!)
* love how his adorable smile looks...even though it's just a reflex, I see it often.
*I love how, with few exceptions, he can be inconsolable, until you hand him to his mom and he'll calm right down in her arms.
*I love how peaceful he looks when he's lying on my chest, listening to my heartbeat.
*I love how he already know and feels so safe with his parents that he won't sleep unless we're near.
*I love how like his dad he is...even when he's not crying, he never stops talking aka grunting or making noises with his tongue.
I LOVE YOU SON!!
