I Love Babies

I am thinking about renaming the blog

something like

"The blog about Marianne and nobody else"

It seems fitting.

I love babies what can I say.
In particular this one.

Who tipped the scales at just under 18 lbs today. 17lbs 12 oz

Not bad for a 5.5 month old baby.

She was seeming particularly large this morning.

Maybe because I had to sweet chance to hold a new nephew last night. At one day old he weighs 8lbs 11oz but still seemed to tiny.

Why do babies grow up so fast. I just love babies.

I didn't always.

Before I had my own children I didn't really care to hold other peoples babies.

I didn't have that natural ooohhh and awe for them.

I was not dying to go see the babies my friends and family had. I didn't get it.

Then I had babies.

Babies who grow too fast.

And now I get what is so precious about a brand new little baby.

Because what once was 6lbs 9 oz, is now 18.

What once would sleep in my arms for hours on end, is now a rolling, giggling, food eating, baby.

This blog seems like it should be named "The blog all about Marianne and nobody else"

I do have other children. They are just usually grumpy and streaming snot these days. We have new colds it looks like today, and ear infections.

Some how M seems to stay a bit healthier then the kids.

I just don't know what to do anymore.

I refuse to put them on antibiotics again. They've only not been on antibiotics for about a 12 days since we moved.

They are coughing and sitting next to me on the couch.

I miss when they were healthy and we had fun all day.

I miss them.

When they are not sick they are funny and charming and silly and sweet.

Sick they are not very much fun. I don't blame them.

If I was ever going to have a full on mental break down.

It would probably be around now... don't you think.

Good thing I have a fat happy baby to cheer me up.