Things That We Do

Mornings are the best. It means the dreaded nighttime is over and Marek is up and ready to play. When Daddy is home, Marek plays in bed with us for a while watching the ceiling fan and the morning light through the blinds (his favorite) and then Daddy takes him downstairs so I can get a few more minutes of sleep. On the mornings that Daddy works, Marek and I cuddle on the couch until lunch. He snacks and falls in and out of sleep and I snap pictures of him and fall in and out of sleep.

He is starting to find his voice, different from the grunts and cries that we hear. I caught a little teeny tiny one on video...



We tried giving him a bottle for the first time and after a little bit of "what the heck is this thing and why is it not the booby!?" he caught on. I hate the thought of him going all day without the comfort of nursing but I'm glad that I have some freedom (not that I'm using it, I still haven't left him alone for more than an hour). Daddy is going to put him to bed tomorrow night while I meet up with the Moonlights for dinner. He's making me do it...we can't have our first day apart be my first day back at work, we need to ease into it. It will still suck. I can't think about it.



A couple night a week we give Marek a bath before bed. He LOVES tubby time. Last night I had to refill the tub with hot water a few times because it was getting cold. He'd stay in there all night if he could! I know it's not proper to share photos like this but I can't resist! He is just so content, this is the look on his face the entire time...until I take him out of course!



He also loves tummy time, especially with Daddy. Marek had a strong neck from the day he was born and he keeps getting stronger (and chunkier).





A tiny "goo" and pushing himself up with his arms are pretty much the most wonderful things in the entire world and nobody can tell me otherwise. I can't imagine how I'll feel as these progress into "mamas" and "dadas" and giggles and scooching and crawling! My heart can't take it!