Above: Evangeline wishes her dad had a hobby and is it a yawn or a cry, only the baby knows.
Although Kaia and I still marvel at the fact trained doctors and nurses deemed us capable enough to take a baby home, we feel pretty good to say Evangeline is thriving in her third week.
Her pediatrician warned us that this week marks the beginning of a 2 and a half month cycle of increased gas, fussiness, spit-up, and crying. Good times, everyone, good times. The last time I talked with my little brother he was still crying about increased gas and spit-up, so maybe it will be more like 24 years not 2 months. (Sorry Jody, I'd make fun of Megan, but she bites.)
Our good friend Bob, starts each morning with the greeting, "Welcome to a new day," so Evangeline "Welcome to a new day and a new week."
1 comment:
Poor Jody, miles away and still getting picked on :) Better you than me!
I am glad you don't have a hobby, if you did then I would never get to see the little one growing up.
Keep the pictures coming!
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