One month has passed since we welcomed little August into our family. I can't believe that time is already passing so quickly. He is a joy. We love him.
Even his brothers. Miles has been nothing but sweet to his little brother. He loves to go and check on him when he hears his cries over the baby monitor.
Clark has been a great helper. He loves to hold and talk to his little brother. He has the special responsibility of helping August in the car. August doesn't like driving in the car one bit, and he makes it quite well known. Clark never complains about the incessant crying, but will offer him his pacifier. He's a great big brother.
Speaking of crying. This one does plenty of it. We are trying to figure out exactly what is causing it-gas mostly, but now we have to find a way to break up and prevent the excessive gas.
We love him, and he is super sweet, but I do wish we could make him more comfortable. He loves to be held, and prefers being held over anything else. Unfortunately with a 23 month old adventurer, and a 4.5 year old, he doesn't have the luxury of being held all day long.
Having baby number three has been an adjustment, for all of us.
This big guy just started preschool. He is loving it. He is so grown up. It makes me a little bit sad to see him so independent. I like to be needed, but at the same time, the break is good for both of us.
Miles has had to adjust to being a big brother. He loves August, but has been a bit displaced. He has decided that he doesn't need/want to nap anymore, which is killing me (and him). He needs a nap, but has the hardest time settling down.
He'll be two at the end of the month. I can't hardly believe that either.
So many changes.