in one week...

you have stolen our hearts, michael david. i can't believe you have been here, in my arms, for an entire week today. but then again, have i ever lived a day without you?


you are a beautiful child who likes to scream instead of cry. in fact, you made yourself hoarse on our 2nd night home. you hate to be naked. you hate a dirty diaper. you hate to have your diaper changed. HATE IT. you don't like baths. you don't like loud noises. you don't like to be out of your swaddle. you, we have figured, are quite particular about your life so far.

you love the sound of your daddy's voice and will quiet as he speaks in your ear. you like the way i hold you on my shoulder and pat your bottom as you sleep. you are getting better and better at life with each day that passes. you are especially cute when you lay on your boppy, curled into my tummy as you nurse. you keep your hands in fists right under your chin. you are a cuddler and love to bury your face in mamo's neck when she holds you. you also give the cutest little shiver right before you sneeze. :) i love the smiles that often grace your face as you sleep. you are my angel.

happy one week old birthday, baby boy. mama loves you.