lucky me arrived at the hospital with perfect timing today. beautiful baby dougie had just had the biggest poop of his life, all over his daddy. you wouldn't believe the volume that came from this child, a testament to the fact that he is a strapping 4 lb 13 oz (maybe less after that poop) boy that eats and poops like a champion.
this child is a far cry from the frail, tiny boy i met days after his birth- we knew his spirit was strong but it's amazing to see his physical transformation. his body is catching up with his spirit. he's incredible. during my visit he was animated, alert, gooing, smiling, farting- all the wonderful things babies do. best part for me was the poop though. seriously, he s*** all over mike so he couldn't hold him after the nurse cleaned him up. he was far too poopy to hold dougie and there i was waiting with open arms. the lucky first person to hold him besides nurses, maw and paw. wow.
they say timing is everything. i believe it. i spent half an hour chatting up our boy. what could possibly be better? maybe watching mike squirm and gag covered in s*** until maw arrived with a clean shirt. no, that paled in comparison. holding that boy was magic.
******* Being the editor of this here Family-Friendly Blog, I took the liberty of editing Aunt Shelley the Sailor's post a little, and adding the video below, (no idea why it's rotated sideways) where you can see Douglas really checking her out ... his eyes say "You're not mommy or daddy... but you're definitely somebody who loves me." ********* --- Paw
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