It is amazing how quickly your priorities can change. Some things that took up your thoughts during the day can suddenly become completely nonexistent. Like a tv show or how dirty the basement may be. Other things intensify in importance, like how much income we have or what time we get home at night. Then there are things that were never important before, but become the most important goal of your whole day. This is what getting a burp out of my son has become. More accurately two burps after each 1 1/2 to 2 oz of formula. Why two burps you ask. I'm not really sure why, but Gabriel seems to be a two burp kind of baby. One just doesn't get the job done. But, I digress. Mark made the comment the other day that Gabriel should enjoy being encouraged to burp while he still could. I started to think about how I might look back some day and think how silly or trivial it is that I am concerned so much about whether or not Gabriel burps. However, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that right now it's not trivial; it's me being a mom. I'm sure there are bigger worries ahead, and I may even look back at these days as easy, but I am so grateful that I am able to start worrying about him at this stage. I feel like I'm lucky that I get to worry about whether or not he burps, eats enough, poops enough, or has animal hair on his face. I can already see him changing every single day, and I just want to enjoy every part of his life with us as much as I can.
He's already started to smile at us. I know that they say it's not voluntary at this point, but who cares? When he looks up at me when I talk to him and he gets this wonderful grin on his face, it makes me get so excited. I feel a little bad for Mark that he has to work, when I get so much time during the day with Gabe. I can see the excitement on Mark's face when he comes home and sees the two of us. I know how important his family is to him.
Another little triumph was giving Gabriel his first bath two days ago. He doesn't really like to be naked, so I wasn't sure how he would react, but it went well. By the end he was definitely ready to be done, but he didn't pee in the water, we didn't drop him, and he smelled great, so I felt like it was a success. Here are a few pics from bath time. Mark did a great job of capturing the moment, without capturing the privates :).
