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In the past I dreaded becomming that mom who talks continually about her baby's dirty diapers, spit-up, drool, naps, nursing, etc. But here I am, doing just that. What I've learned is that we talk about what's most important in our lives. And mine is pretty much all wrapped up in the wonderful world of being a mom to my sweet little son. And of course my husband too. I love them both SO much.

Right... that's the understatement of the universe! I love them so much my heart aches. And sometimes I look at Elijah and literally want to suck on his face. I'm not kidding! Yeah, that's weird. I don't care. He has these cute fat rosey cheeks which just beg to be kissed and squeezed. :) Sometimes when I'm holding him or nursing him early in the morning or late at night when he's really sleepy and starts stretching his little arms above his head and rubbing his eyes I just get so overwhelmed with love and gratitude. And I just cry. I talk to him as if he could understand that I would do anything to keep him safe and happy.

I have been back to work for nearly 4 months now and I still cry every once in a while about leaving him every day. I think of all the moments I'm missing in his life. All the tiny accomplishments or cute faces or sounds he makes and I'm SO SAD to miss them. It breaks my heart that he's growing up so quickly and I'm not around to see it all. boo.

On a lighter note, I mentioned before that I thought he was stopped up from the cereal. Well - not anymore! He really let it rip! The night before last he had TWO major blow-outs. The kind that make their way up the back and down both legs. What a joy! I don't care really. I just soaked his outfit in the sink and gave him a bath. He needed one anyway. And he loves the bath. He coos and talks to me the whole time.

So, these are the exciting things in my life. I love it! We're supposed to get 5-8 inches of snow tonight. Sounds like fun. Off to work now...