And I love being his mama.
Who wouldn't want to wake up to this face every morning. (Even if by morning I mean 2 A.M. Because Jack is wide awake from two in the morning until four in the morning every morning. No matter what we do.)
We survived his first cold. It broke my heart to see him feel so yucky. He just wanted to be held. So for 48 hours we did this....
There have been so many big changes. But the transition has felt natural. Not easy. But natural. We are still figuring each other out and I get to know him a little better every day.
The kid has a good set of lungs. I felt kind of mean taking this picture while he was crying. But even his screaming face is adorable.
It has been a wonderful three weeks.
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