3 months

My little man is 3 months old today. Yikes. Where has time gone. It feels like just yesterday we were picking him up from the hospital. Getting that phone call at 9:30 in the morning and having to wait till 5 pm to pick him up. Frantically getting everything we need and making calls to everyone, crying.. Signing placement papers, seeing him for the first time, not knowing if its ok to pick him up while we go over everything. Standing awkwardly in front of the hospital holding a 6 pound baby, waiting for Doug to get the car. Looking at this precious little boy, inside freaking out that I am so not prepared for this.. And oh Lord please don't let me drop him. The ride home, crying, excited, nervous, scared out of my mind. And now. He is 3 months. Chunky as can be and a full head of curly hair. And still more crying and thinking I have no idea what I'm doing and Lord don't let me drop him.. ;) ask me about the time when I'm holding baby and Doug is holding my arms and we are swaying back and forth in the living room. If only I had a camera. :) every day is a blessing and every day is a new struggle and a new achievement. Baby is learning to smile and giggle. He's getting strong and vocal. The joy of watching Doug and baby together is overwhelming. He is the best daddy out there. And baby loves him. Doug can make him smile more than anyone and also the only one who can put him into a sleep coma and get him to stay asleep. And for that i love that man. :) if you have had the experience of watching Doug with baby you know it's something he cherishes. Just the other day he was saying that this moment, being a father, was something he waited a long time for. We are blessed to have this child in our lives. We couldn't imagine life with out him.