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Pardon me this moment


I have been rather lazy as of late. My breakfast dishes are still on the table (it is almost lunch time), my hair is still wet, and I doubt that my bed is made. To my credit, I am still feeling crummy from having a c-section a couple of weeks ago, but I am capable of getting up and moving around. However, all I want to do these days is hang out on the couch and hold my new little boy. Having done the new mom thing before, I know how fast it goes by. Is it possible to calculate how many holds one has with their newborn? Rowan curls up into this little ball and fits perfectly as I lay him on my chest, his soft head just below my chin. He is so warm and sweet, and I can't help but admire his tiny ear or his rather long, thin feet (Davin's feet were fat and short). His forehead wrinkles up as he makes a funny face, and a little smile opens on his lips. It won't be long until he is on the move, so pardon my sappy, postpartum hormone-induced moment of motherly bliss. I just had to get it out of my system.

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Laura said…
You eat him up, Katie girl. I regret I haven't been snuggling this puppy myself in these sweet first few weeks...I am finally baby hungry (hehe, about time). He is so precious...just like his momma.
~Laura Bell
December 9, 2007 at 8:29 PM
Anonymous said…
You are very entitled to be lazy. Having spent time with Paela and Thomas recently, I know exactly how you feel! Diane
December 10, 2007 at 8:29 PM
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