twenty-six days

i can't believe it's already been twenty-six days since this little peanut named wyatt was born.
i've been trapped in new baby bliss where all the days just kind of roll into one.
seriously loving every moment of it.

wyatt had his 2-4 week well-baby check this morning.

twenty-six days. eight pounds exactly. twenty-one inches.

i left the doctor's office in tears...because he's eight lbs! waahhh!

my little 6.5 lb peanut that i left the hospital with not even four weeks ago is now eight lbs?!

this liquid gold that i've been producing is obviously doing it's job.

and realizing that there's no turning back from here...i'm afraid i'll start hearing that damn baby bug buzzing in my ear again.

somebody please tell the mister to let his doctor take the soldering iron down there so we won't have to worry about being bit by the baby bug again.
until then, i will continue to slather on the bug repellent.