The new baby: August 2008 Archives

Here are those enormous, shiny new teeth Mr. Noah just got:

And I thought I'd miss the gummy grin. *smile*

Noah has started giving kisses.

I was regaled with my first one Sunday afternoon as he and I were lying on the floor, playing. He was on his tummy, and I was on my back with my face under his.

And suddenly, he grabbed a fistful of my hair in one hand, my chin in the other, and planted one on me.

It was slobbery. Open-mouthed. Accented with little scrapes of new baby teeth. Accompanied by a funny baby humming noise.

It was fabulous. I couldn't have loved it more.

Though he still sleeps more hours a day than any parent has a right to hope for, our baby Noah is entering the stage where he wants to practice his new tricks day and night.

One recent middle of the night (no, I don't know for sure when it was; all I know is that it was dark and I had been all snuggled into my bed, actually getting some REM sleep), the little chunk started fussing and couldn't seem to get himself calmed down.

So I got up, stumbled down the stairs and expertly made a bottle with my eyes closed.