I can't believe Hugo turned one month old on January 31! Time races by yet I mark the days by two to three hour chunks of time in between feedings. I suspected it during pregnancy (the little guy barely kicked), but Hugo is one mellow fellow. (He's definitely Ben's child). :) From two weeks old he spoiled us with 4-6 hour stretches of sleep at night and is an amazing eater. He has been looking us in the eye during the last week and I keep suspecting a hint of a smile. His personality is starting to reveal itself and I cannot wait to continue this adventure of getting to know him.
Some of Hugo's favorite things:
The changing table. A good poop (seriously, the relief on his face after he does it is pleasure in its purest form). Making grunting noises in his sleep. The first few minutes of a feeding. A picture frame on the wall that he gazes at while being changed. Being worn in the Ergo. Peeing on the wall and on us.
I feel like the luckiest lady in the world to spend my days with him. Even on my worst days when I walk around the house like a zombie, I sit on the couch anxiously waiting for him to wake up so I can see him again.
Milk Drunk.
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