Well gee, this is a little overdue.
Unlike my baby, who was born three days early.
He's four months old. Currently laying next to me while I type. His little blond head has freshly washed curls, the kind that only last for about an hour after his bath, wearing Easter pajamas with floppy bunny ears on the toes. How embarrassing. But hey, we go through a lot of laundry over here and there is approximately 97 pairs of pjs in the wash right now.
Born January 8, 2017. 9 pounds 3oz, 21 inches long. He is the delight of our hearts and for all the struggle of pregnancy and childbirth, he is the sweetest, most content baby I've ever met. And he's all mine.
Josh is an incredible dad and Hugo adores him. I had an emergency c-section and from my delirious state in the operating room, I asked Josh to do skin-to-skin with him. Josh didn't hesitate and stripped off his shirt to hold his newborn son. I tease him that he has the "mother imprint" with Hugo. Haha! I don't know if that makes any difference, but Hugo loves Josh and nine out of ten times will be comforted by him. They play all of the time and Hugo gets so excited to see him (he used kick me from the womb when he heard Josh's voice!), he almost always has beard-rash from Josh smooching on him. They love to read together, I didn't think he would be into it until much older, but Hugo is captivated by books. It's more precious than I could have imagined. And Josh's instagram stories featuring Hugo have become legendary! Seriously, so hilarious!
And guess who just discovered that he has feet?!?