Ah...I see Jim-Jim blogged a little. His post is reassuring. Why? It suggests he wants me for ME, not because I have a pair of milk jugs attached to my chest!
This blog isn't about Jim-Jim walking as the title suggests (c'mon...he's only a month old!). One of my favorite times is in the middle of the night after I've nursed Jim-Jim, I rock him and watch him fall asleep. Once he's entered a deep state of sleep, his face becomes very animated and he cracks the most precious smiles (see picture #1). In fact, I wait until I've seen two good smiles before I attempt to lay him in his crib. Now, he's giving these same precious smiles when he's awake (see picture #2). Why is this important? It's progress. It's a sign that we may not always be waking up 2 times a night for an hour each to nurse, and we won't always be changing the vilest of diapers. Keep taking those baby steps, Jim-Jim!
Kara
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