O.M.G.
A month has passed since I’ve updated all you lovely people. I know this because the last blog post was to post Fox’s 4 month pics. And here I come (a day late and a dollar short) to post his 5 month pics.
You haven’t missed much. Here’s the Cliff Notes version.
Still no sleeping happening in our house. In fact, Fox has reverted back to waking every 2 hours, so we’re actually sleeping less. How’s that math for ya’?
Still nursing and pumping. And nursing. And pumping. And cleaning pump equipment every night. And pumping more. And feeling like if I pump one more time I will possibly stab myself in the neck just to end the misery. Oh. And having the building manager walk in on me while pumping. That. Was awkward. Not gonna’ lie…
We’re in the laughter phase, which is too damn adorable for words. He’s slowly moving into a weird shrieking phase as of late, though, which is the cross between a scream and a dolphin noise. He even carries on a for a few minutes, which leads me to believe that I might have birthed the very first human baby to ever speak “porpoise.” Be jealous, ya’ll.
Work has been incredibly busy for me. I plan parties. I write flyers. I go to meeting after meeting after meeting and then leave said meetings to go to another. Then I go home and bring my work computer.
Oh, and then I do the mountain of dishes.
Woe is me, I know.
But that’s ok. It just explains why you haven’t seen a post in forever. But here’s some cute baby pictures for you to nibble on.
This is the best of the shots as he was full of pickle juice on photo shoot day (as he is most days), although I do believe the term is “spirited.”
Rolling with my fox homies, ya’ll.
Just all around confused here. What do you people want with me?!
And just when you begin to think this child hasn’t learned the art of smiling…
He hits you with the one-two punch:
Have you come to rescue me?
Cloth-diapered baby bottoms…turning baby butts into J.Lo booties since 1865.
The Cheeky Bride 