thirteen weeks

It's so true what everyone says. The days are long (so so long), but the weeks and months are short. I really can't believe Knox is three months old. I can't believe we made it alive to the age that I remember with Surrey was when I felt like I could do it. Of course there's also a sense of ohmygoshI'msotiredhasn'thebeenhereforyears?! But, generally, it's surprising that he's growing so fast. 

And boy do I love the growth. Love that this kid is beefing up and love that he's becoming more of a real being. He's really a joy. Like you, I can't believe I'm saying that. I catch myself telling him, you're awesome, quite frequently. His smile and noises and charm are through the roof. Don't get me wrong, baby boy still knows how to wail and could stand to sleep longer and better on his own, but generally he's happy and content unless he's tired or hungry. We can all relate.