Joy

Thank you all for the great comments after my last post earlier. I'm going with the overwhelming consensus and exploring my options, and not making any decisions right now.

This past week has been horrible at work, but home has been great.  My parents are here, and have been an amazing help with getting unpacked and putting all my new Ikea furniture together.  My new house is still a mess, but the vast majority of the boxes are unpacked, so it's just a matter of getting things put away.

Finn is so much fun - he is full of smiles and giggles and just a joy to be around.  When I come home from work, he squeals and jumps and greets me with huge open mouth kisses.  He loves to blow kisses to anyone who asks for it - he's more consistent with that than he is with waving.  Right when we moved, Finn learned how to sit up from a lying position, and even after two weeks he always gives me a huge grin when he does it.  He's finally crawling, though not consistently; most often he just scoots from one place to the next.  He's in to everything, and interested in everyone and everything around him.

If I laugh, he laughs.  I give him the comb after I comb his hair, and he tries to comb his hair, too.  I put hand sanitizer on, he rubs his hands together like he's putting hand sanitizer on his hands.  When music comes on, his little body starts to dance, and his whole face lights up when songs he especially likes come on (right now he's loving Adele and "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious").

He loves his raspberry teether

One little curl on the back of his head

His newest funny face

Years ago, when I imagined being a mom, this is what I dreamed of.  Funny face and all.