Now that Baby W has hit the 6 month mark, I find myself thinking more and more about having another baby. I. must. be. insane. Baby W still doesn't sleep through the night. I rarely go anywhere without my mom along for back-up. Baby W takes up 97% of my time (and 46% of my sleep). Seriously, I need to have my head examined. But just look at how sweet he was as a newborn...
I miss that delicious newborn smell. I miss being able to sit and cuddle him for hours and stare at his adorable little face. I miss those teesy tiny little clothes.
(Just have to say... He is sweet as a 6 month old too.)
Also, don't tell Mr. Fantastic about this. It can be our little secret for now... Good thing he doesn't read this blog!
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