This past week has not been fun. One would think a week off work would be great. That One would be wrong in this case.
The Good: L can't get enough of me, thinks I'm the greatest. He got another little toothy, and learned to dance. His babbling is getting quite sophisticated. He's discovered objects that are covered with a burp cloth are still under there (!) and thinks it is the funniest thing ever, followed closely by that old favorite Peek-a-Boo.
The Bad: L forgot how to sleep through the night. So, I don't sleep through the night, not good for the Hashi's! He also projectile vomited without known cause one night, just the one, lots of fun. I am in pain but he's usually in a great mood, as long as I don't make him sleep in his crib by his lonesome.
The Ugly: Baby spit up; epic-icky diapers. No time for a shower for me and a sick husband. 'Nuff said.
7-month-olds have a lot going on. Teeth coming in, getting mobile and body part discovery just to name a few. I wish I was more like him; too excited to sleep because I wanted to practice my Peek-a-Boo. It sure is hard to insist that the littlest love of my life go back to sleep when all he wants is to give me hugs and kisses!
I share the xoxo's with everyone who loves us and everyone we love:)
