Hubby has gone on a mission to find food and diapers. (The cloth diapers are still being used - only without the rubber pants. It seems that Peanut has an allergy to the rubber pants. Therefore, swaddlers are great to have around for the night time.)

I am sitting on the floor by my brand new baby boy. And I am thinking about what I was doing this time last week. Hubby and I went to Wallie World last week, too. I was so totally freaked out. We went to look for an In Style magazine and some sparkling grape juice and some face scrub. Can you believe that Wallie World doesn't have In Style magazine?! Those commies! Hubbie bought it for me at the hospital so that I could read it while I was in labor - and I did, too.

This week - this week I have my baby boy. And he is already growing. His cry is changing - probably only to his mother's ears. His face is changing every day. I love him so much. It makes me a little sad to think that he is growing up already. But then I forget all sadness when he is in my arms. My mom and Hubby are telling me that I need to let him lie in his crib or on the floor on a blanket for at least a little while. But both he and I are happier when he is in my arms. He's going to grow up all too quickly, and I won't be able to sit and rock him. I want to rock him for as long and as much as I can...