i feel better now

I realized yesterday how infrequently I've been pulling out the camera these days and how few pictures I have of Felix compared to his brothers. That makes me sad. But I really can't blame myself either. I'm just trying to get through the days around here, to be honest. Between feeding one or three of them at the same time, to various diaper changes or bathroom tagalongs, to dishes or laundry ... it's pure excitement, I tell you! But today, after a full up-the-back-blowout-poop (yep, just keeping it real, folks), the little man was half naked and awake and rather happy. An amazing combination. 6 weeks old now and he smiles for his Mumma and coos hello and we think he's fabulous. As of last week he's eating exclusively from the bottle and so is now sleeping longer in the nights. Hallelujah. He's predictable, reliable, easy to put to sleep, easy to feed, hard to burp. Love his bath. Loves the carseat. Loves to be swaddled.

And can I just say again, loves his Mumma.