Finnigin is 3 months old today. I can't believe that exactly 3 months ago at 6am I woke up much like today, knowing that my contractions were different and that we'd be having a baby.
I just snuck into his room where he's still sleeping like a champ, arms stretched over his head. My little studmuffin...
On Wednesdays Grandma Cindy comes over to play with Finn and then Papa Peter comes over in the evening, Yesterday Bug was just smiling and chatting away to my dad, and also lovingly puked in his hair.
With the snow falling outside as I type, I feel like part of the weight thats been on our home has been lifted. I'm exctied for the possibilities today may bring. Thank you Lord!
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