There's nothing like the calm, quiet house, with a full, sleeping baby on your lap. It's the perfect way to end every day.
One year ago we found out that Noah was a boy. His pregnancy was emotionally draining on me, and even after this I still had some coping to do - but, somehow, finding out that he was a boy, it made everything seem more clear.
He's completely taking over my bed.
He loves the animals so much.
Still working out those crawling skills. Getting closer every day!
Trying some motivation...
Noah has been unusually crabby lately. Today, I figured out why. He has FOUR new teeth coming in, all at the same time. 4 top to match the 4 he already has on the bottom. Hopefully they finish poking through REAL soon so he can start feeling better.
He gets around, even if crawling is still too confusing.
This one would still take a nap every day if she had it her way.
Until Next Week! XOXO
