Just writing a few quick lines to say that you are four weeks old today. Is that crazy or what?
Somehow, I think you sensed that something very special was occurring. I figure this is the only way to explain your refusal to sleep most of the day. From 3am on, you were in that heavy-eyed "I'm almost asleep but not really" state. There were times when we thought the "Z monster"(this is an Army term for sleepiness) had won but you would quickly recover. You would flail your arms and look around as if to say, "Did I miss something? I'm not asleep. Really. I'm not. I was just checking to see if there were holes in my eyelids. That's all I was doing. Yeah."
This went on and on until around 7am. After that, you wouldn't sleep unless you were in our arms.
I have to say that having you in my arms while you dream your little dreams doesn't bother me that much. Actually, it doesn't bother me at all because it's kind of amazing. It's hard to describe but it fills me with pure happiness knowing that my son has no worries as he rests in my arms. If this feeling could be bottled, it would be worth gazillions. :)
But. If you do plan on continuing to do this, all I ask is that this cease before you get middle school aged. A back can only take so much.
So, here is to being 4 weeks old. WOO-HOO!!!
Your mom was adamant about taking a picture today so we could document this occasion. But, by the time we remembered, you had decided it was time to catch up on your beauty rest.
Sweet dreams.
Love.
Dad.
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