Oh yeah...
Rough night with Max. Pee and projectile vomit on my sheets, night shirt, and Max's body. He was up from 12:15 until 3:30. Had to feed him a second bottle only an hour after his 2am one (probably because he lost half his feeding in the major spew fest). By 3:30 am I was a zombie and found myself having that "what the hell were you thinking" moment. Oh yeah. I just HAD to have 2 kids. I must be out of my freakin' gourd.
But my MIL came to the rescue this morning and sent me back to bed. Amazing how the perspective improves after a couple hours of uninterrupted sleep. Ahhhh. I'm back to feeling happy and content.
Whew!
Isn't this photo just a scream?! Tyler was SO proud of himself. He was scared of holding the baby, but once he saw Max happily sucking away I caught this expression. Nice job, big brother!
But my MIL came to the rescue this morning and sent me back to bed. Amazing how the perspective improves after a couple hours of uninterrupted sleep. Ahhhh. I'm back to feeling happy and content.
Whew!
Isn't this photo just a scream?! Tyler was SO proud of himself. He was scared of holding the baby, but once he saw Max happily sucking away I caught this expression. Nice job, big brother!
![Tyler Gives Max a Bottle for the first time](http://static.flickr.com/89/266240896_7f6aa3e7c4.jpg)
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Needleess to say she typed that herself. She is very excited for you guys. Her response to the photo was, "awwwww"
Here she is again:
n0
another word she knows how to spell.
Sarah can say no (she's controlling what I type, kind of like the borg).
*** Coy ***
Sorry about the rough night.
Chris
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