Joyous Jack

I am amazed at how much joy I feel. With Evan I felt exhaustion, confusion, and grief. With Maddie I felt paranoia and fear. With Charlie I felt an unbearable amount of sadness. With my little Jack Man - I feel complete and total joy. All day and all night, I am just full of joy and energy and gratitude. I can't describe the feeling I have when I get to hold him and love him and feed him and change him. Maybe I don't have to? Maybe that's the feeling every other parent always feels?

All I know is I'm having a blast. I feel great. I'm happy to not be stuck on my couch anymore. Me and Jack are just living it up. My sister yells at me at least once a day to take and share more pictures. But you know what? I am just enjoying being with my little guy. I'm not concerned about getting pictures. With Charlie, I wasn't worried about getting pictures, I was worried about enjoying every moment. And now I don't regret not getting more pictures. I only regret not getting more time. So Jamie, if you don't get a new picture every hour on the hour, just know that it means that I am sitting somewhere, happily holding my bundle of joy.

Here he is just playing it cool.

I parted his hair to make him look like a dork.

When he is awake, he never holds still. He likes to sit on my desk and "help."

Chilling.

First trip to the park.

Looking very studious.

Class clown.

Anxious to leave the hospital.

Getting burped by dad.

Ready to go home!