I can't believe that it's been 3 weeks since we were in the hospital, anxiously awaiting the arrival of our beautiful son. I'm sent back to the intimate moment, with just Mommy and Daddy...and Nana, and Bac Yen, and Dr. Michael, and Dr. Punch, and our nurses, Cheryl and Terri, and the residents, and the other nurses who came in and out, and the nurse anaesthetist...well, maybe not completely intimate...but the important thing was that everyone was working together to get Xander into the world as quickly and safely as possible.
I never did get pictures of the people who were helping us out at the birth. It just wasn't nearly as important as holding Mommy's hand and helping her, and encouraging her.
I never did get pictures of the people who were helping us out at the birth. It just wasn't nearly as important as holding Mommy's hand and helping her, and encouraging her.
Ok, enough of that...back to the present...
Xander is getting noticably stronger and bigger every day. His latest thing is to wiggle up my chest while I lie on my back, by digging his knees into me and then extending his legs while he lifts his head. He's such a clever little boy. I wouldn't be at all surprised if he starts crawling by the time he's 3 or 4 months old. I guess it depends on how much time he spends on his tummy. He can't quite roll over on his own just yet. He can flip his legs, and roll to his side, but he can't figure out how to tuck his arm underneath or over his head. I'll work on teaching him that once he gets a bit stronger in the back and neck areas. I wish I could spend more time just playing with him, but he gets fussy fairly quickly, and needs his Mommy time (today it was almost every hour)!
I had to take a couple of pictures today, if nothing more than to satisfy his adoring public:
1 comment:
so cute! he looks so much older already. hi from daniela.
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