This is crazy, but the last time I took a photo of Winter was more than a week ago. And I still haven’t transferred those last ones to the computer so I can show them around. I miss film and photos developed and printed on real photo paper.
In the meantime, just a sigh from a busy mother. Work has kicked into a high gear, the babysitter is doing great with the kid and life is just flowing and flowing. Winter is now 4.5 months old, can crawl just a little while on his tummy (mostly backwards), possibly getting a tooth (and then again, maybe not), has a beautifully shaped little head (sleeping on his side mostly, I wanted to avoid a flat skull), poops twice a day (mostly in his “toilet,” he’s aware enough not too go in bed when diaper free), wakes 2-3 times a night, goes to bed at 8 (well, we all do. It’s weird I know. It won’t last, but picture the rest!) and much much more.
Chris and I are, however, a little out of it, like it’s not our lives. He’s cooking and washing dishes, I work until late at night. We both coo over the baby whenever we can and try to hold hands as much as possible… when we remember.
A deep breath…. and back to water…
