Face-covering Smile
Since week six or so, David's been giving us these incredibly wide smiles. He must not have inherited his personality from me because he's a happy happy baby. He cries, and pretty quietly, only when he needs to eat, to have his diaper changed or when he's sleepy. Otherwise, he makes silly happy noises and gives us huge grins. I must say, we feel pretty lucky, desipite the lack of sleep. This is one of Jake's favorite photos.

Month Three
A year ago this time, I wasn't pregnant. Or at least I didn't know it.

A year ago this time, I quit drinking diet coke and started going to yoga more regularly.

A year ago this time, I was trying to have a baby.

David was conceived sometime in the month of May. Last year, this time, he was just a concept and now he's a three-month old boy who has big blue eyes.

It seems like such little time has passed since he's been born and at the same time I can't imagine life without him. Having a baby has been a trying experience in so many ways. In the last week, he hasn't slept longer than a three-hour stretch day or night and he seems to only be able to take a nap that last longer than twenty minutes if he's in the car or attached to my breast. He eats in small bits and likes to bit or wiggle around. Two nights ago, he pooped twice in the middle of the night and three times in a row at six in the morning. He pooped right as I was changing him, all over my hand. Last night, he peed himself three times and I had to change him three times, which meant he woke up completely and it took me an hour to wind him down back to sleep. I haven't been able to do anything that takes more than thirty minutes in the last three months. I have washed my pajamas and daily clothes at least thirty times to clean the spit ups. I can't even count the number of laundry loads we washed of David's clothes. I have books I want to read. Projects I want to complete. I want to update my site more. I want to take photos. I want to keep better track of David's first months. But none of that is happenning. All I do is feed and play with David and try to put him to sleep.

The same three months have brought the biggest joys of my life. I know it's cliche but he really did change my life and he really is the most amazing thing that ever happened to me. I don't mean that the rest of my life doesn't matter and I don't think I would like to give up who I am. But each time I look into David's smiling face and his shiny eyes, I can't believe he came out of me. Jake and I made this little man. This little, happy man. And no other accomplishment in our lives will ever compare to that.

Happy three-months little boy.