This week Liam has started staying up during the day to play and smile all by himself. Our little man is getting so big! He is copying us all the time now. I would set him on his favorite spot, the changing table, and dance by shaking my arms and stop. Then he would start and stop. Then I would sing a song and stop, and he would pick it up right where I left off. I don't know who is more excited by this game, him or me.
Singing and laughing at the table is the only spot that we can get him to really giggle. It's amazing how such a little sound can make us so happy. John and I love him so much more than we could have imagined. It's such a big love, such a great love, and it can't be described. It's so great and it grows with every week.
We are so proud to say that Liam is now rolling over! Since last week, he has been doing it all the time. Look at that smile - he is so pleased with himself!
Liam teased us with a long nighttime stretch on Sunday night! He went five hours, ate, then four more hours! After so many nights of waking up every two to three hours, I kept waking up to see if he was okay. I would peer over the tip of his bassinet and watch him breathe for a few minutes before falling back to sleep. The next morning, I tell ya, I felt like a new woman. Monday night was back to normal, but it was good to know that he is capable of it. There is a light at the end of the tunnel!
Truth be told, nighttime feedings aren't that bad. His bassinet is next to the bed on my side, and when he fusses I can catch him before he explodes. I lean down, grab him, and can feed him as I lean against my pillow. His squeaking noises (which sounds like a squeaky dog chew toy) and flailing limbs make it all worth it. Like when he accidentally kicks his sleeping father in the head at 1:30 in the morning.
We look forward to next weeks adventures...