Watching a baby grow and learn is an amazing part of parenthood. You spend 9 months carrying them in your body watching the transformation of a belly getting bigger and bigger. Then you spend hours and sometimes days in labor. I was one of those people that spent days in labor. With my third child I was in labor for about 1 1/2-2 days. I honestly don’t remember. My fourth I was in labor for 3 days. Yup, you read that right: 3 days! Oh, you mean the fourth kid thing.
EJ was born April 1st, 2014 and that’s no joke. Mind you, after 3 days in labor I was hoping he would hold on until April 2nd, just until 12:00am.
I have spent the past 6 months since he was born in awe. From the sounds of his first cries after birth to the first time he figured out how to bounce himself in the bouncy. The smile on my face matched his as his little toes reached the floor and pushed off.
Ever since EJ was born everyone tells us how cute he is. You sometimes wonder if, as parents, you just think they are cuter than everyone else does. People go out of their way to tell us how adorable he is all the time.
I don’t think we have ever left the house in 6 months and not been approached by at least one person. We had such an incident at a restaurant one evening where not only the guests around us couldn’t get enough, but an employee came over three times while we were eating.
This kid is destined for tv. He was already on the local news station, but that has nothing to do with his dad working there, nope.
I don’t think I will ever tire of watching him learn things like sticking his tongue out, because, you know, that’s important.