Monday, February 27, 2012

He's got great lungs

This will be short. Cheese Puff is getting used to this being in the outside world. He LOVES to be held. I love to hold him. But sometimes my arms would like to do other things, like write about how cute and sweet he is, and how sweet his brothers are being. Or how nice people are being to us. But, instead I will post some of his first pictures.
Proud Daddy with brand new baby Cheese Puff. He was still screaming.

See? He did not like leaving his warm cocoon for the super-cold and dry world.
Mommy and her body might have been ready, but Baby was not.


He had calmed down considerably by the time I got to hold him. But the screaming was kind of funny... at least we thought so.


We're not doing well with me putting him down. He doesn't want to be put down, and for the most part, I don't want to put him down. Luckily, we've had others here who are more than happy to hold him. Still, we (Cheese Puff and I) have to get better about him napping somewhere other than arms.


I keep saying I'll do a better job when I don't hurt so much. But I know that's a bad excuse.

2 Comments:

Blogger Ann Wyse said...

I think you should just hold him and hold him and hold him. Of course, that's easy for me to write!

2:37 AM  
Blogger mpotter said...

oh nooooo!
this sounds vaguely familiar.

enjoy all the snuggling, though- you know it won't last forever.
and here's hoping you get some rest!

6:54 PM  

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