My baby was 8 weeks old yesterday...I knew time would fly once he made his appearance, but I didn't expect it to go quite this quickly...I ran my hand under his arms, and I think he attempted a laugh. It sounded more like a grunt, but there was also a smile. He's feeling better about being here...he's less fussy, smiles more...has peaceful quiet, alert time. He no longer screams when getting his diaper changed, and he's actually enjoying bath and massage time. Best of all, he literally smiles every time he sees me (I think he likes me, which is great, because I'm so in love with him).
He's an angel. I just know it.
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