I turned 6 weeks old yesterday! Doula Deb told Mom that was a milestone - that around six weeks I'd stop being a newborn and start being a baby. Mom agrees - this sixth week has been busy, busy, busy. I sleep longer at night. I'm awake a lot during the day. My eyes cross a whole lot less. And when I look at things, it seems I'm really seeing them.
Check me out at week two . . .
And now . . .
Grandma, Grandpa, Mom and Uncle Pete celebrated me with a rib dinner. Mmmmmm!
Escanaba's been pretty great! I am cooed over 18 hours a day.
There is no big scary furry yellow beast to disturb my tummy time.
And I have the coolest washcloth outfits during bath time.
We really miss Dad but we'll be sad to leave on Sunday!
