Austin Ali: WHAT have we DONE!?

Yesterday morning as I was washing my 1000th bottle and James was doing spit-up Logan laundry, I looked at James and asked, "so is our life over? Is this it?" to which he answered, "yes -- it appears that way." Then I wondered out loud if maybe the hospital wouldn't notice if we put little Logan Bear back in the hospital baby nursery. I can just hear one of the nurses saying now: "where did this BIG BABY that is wearing these normal, cute clothes come from?!" as James and I sprint towards the fire escape, not looking back.

Oh, I kid. OR DO I?!

I can't believe that on Tuesday he'll be one month old! We are getting into more of a routine, I guess... at least a routine of him waking me up every couple of hours each night, and not letting me nap during the day. It's pretty funny really, and I'm convinced he has a hidden camera show with all of his baby friends showing what they put their parents through each day (and night). In the show's premiere you'll hear me in the background whispering, "no no no no please God no please stay asleep" right before he cries, thus sending me flying out of bed cursing, 8-10times each night. I'm not even sure why I bother going through the going-to-bed motions anymore.

During the day I'll take lots of time rocking and getting him to sleep after he eats, put him down in his little bassinet, then take a few minutes to get nice and cozy on the couch for a potential afternoon nap. I'll close my eyes and think, "I am so napping while he naps. I can do this." Count to 10, then Logan Bear starts going "waah! waaah!" It.never.fails.

Here are some pics of the little guy... and despite what I say, he is my most favorite house guest ever... EXCEPT MAYBE FOR MIMI, WHO ARRIVES BACK ON TUESDAY TO HELP AGAIN!! There is a God!

woot woot!