Sundays

You know, life isn't all bad. Despite my stress and feeling of overwhelming doom I have for my situation in general, I do tend to enjoy my weekends with Elijah.
It has been so dreary and unbearably cold lately... since it's January in Indiana. So, today when the sun came out and the temperature reached 42, we took advantage of it and went outside for a bit. Naturally I photographed him. I don't really care that my neighbors would think I'm silly if they saw me. It felt so good to get some fresh air and have the sunshine on our faces. He's 24 weeks old now. Growing and changing all the time.
The past few days, since we've been giving him cereal, he's been much less grumpy. Maybe he was just extra hungry. But I fear the cereal may have its ill effects on his digestion... he seems to be stopped up. I'm not looking forward to the next dirty diaper because it will most likely be a DOOSEY! :) So is life with a little one. I'll gladly take the dirty diapers, fussy times, drool, spit up, lack of sleep, and everything else. He is so worth it!!