I feel like this is the week. This week, I have it together. This week, I really have a baby, and not a little human I’m trying not to break. This week, I have a baby who actually smiles and squees and has babystink trapped between his toes and his hands and I wish my nostrils were the size of mutant oranges so I can inhale all that scent. This week, he is heavy in my arms, a squiggling sack of baby who smiles more and snores loudly and smells amazing every day.
mona, senior baby correspondent
May 20, 2010 · By · 7 Comments