Sunday, January 23, 2011
Our little man is 12 weeks old today. Can you believe it's been 12 weeks?
12 weeks and I'm still alive...and I've managed to keep the baby alive as well.
When we first brought him home I would have dreams where I drop the baby, or leave him somewhere or do something equally as stupid.
I don't worry about that so much anymore. I mean, he hardly even flinches when I hit his head as I'm pulling him out of his car seat.
Babies are durable, man.
I love this last picture because it makes me want to kiss his cheeks. Besides cropping this photo hasn't been edited at all. He was moving around and the blur adds a softness to the picture.
12 weeks ago we were counting down until Peanut arrived.
Actually by this time I was tweeting his arrival from the delivery room bed. Childbirth... blogger style.