This week is the Letter B. The first thing I think of with the letter B is BABIES. I love babies, pretty much all babies. I guess I should since I have a boatload of them. I even started having them 2 at a time! I love how babies like to cuddle up with you. I love how they stare at you with amazement. I love how they smell after a bath. I love dressing them in cute little clothes. I don't love the smell of formula or the baby food. I don't love the poopy diapers or the spit up. But, I deal with all the nasties just to be around the cutsies!
Here is my now 12-year-old as a BABY. This was Christmas 1998. She was 7 months old. We were at my maternal grandmother's house. Crystina was just learning how to crawl.
This was Carolyn at almost 3 months old. She had RSV and was hospitalized for a week. This was the day she was released. I had bought the cutest coordinating teddy bear outfit and decided that she was going to wear it home.
This was Twins Part 1, AKA Caitlyn and Charlotte, when they were 7 weeks old. I love how they were facing each other. I have never regretted my decision to keep them together even after birth. The nurses at the hospital kept telling me that they should be separated and kept apart, blah blah blah. My belief was that they were so close in utero, why split them up so fast. They are still always together. They are just as thick as thieves.
This was Twins Part 2, AKA Cheyenne and Courtney, when they were about a month old. This is a rare photo because they are actually cuddled together. You never see that anymore. I tried, as I did with the earlier twins, to keep them together. But, they wanted nothing to do with that. And they still don't. Sometimes, I wonder how they survived in utero together.
This was Connor when he was 5 days old. He was just coming home from the hospital. He was in the NICU for 4 days (2/26 - 3/2). He stayed in a room with me overnight and was released on 3/3. He learned quick that Mommy loves the camera.
This was my nephew, Christian, when he was a month old.