I sometimes miss those first few days of having a newborn. He is so pure and so perfect, fresh from heaven.
I love his quiet, soft cry. I love the way his legs curl right up to his body. I love the look in his eyes. I love the cute little lips. I love the little baby pimples around his nose and mouth. I love the soft hair all over his body. I love how he looks all swaddled up in his blanket. And the smell, oh the smell.
We tried to take full advantage of this first week with him.
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But now, I have to admit, I love that he has figured out when nighttime is and only wakes up twice to eat (two days ago he only woke up once!). But I especially love that when he looks at me, I think he knows that I am his mommy, and then he gives me a smile.
I like that a lot.
