After what felt like a very long wait, our little Milo is here.
I think he looks like his brother. And I hope he has his daddy’s hair. He nurses like a champ and sleeps tolerably well.
His brother and sister are very sweet with him. Charlie often comments on what a cute baby he is and likes to hold his little hand. Poppy likes to pet his head and squeeze his toes.
I’m still wrapping my head around the whole three kid thing. But one thing I do know, my life that already felt full to the brim, would suddenly feel a lot emptier now without him. Just like the others, he’s made his own special place in my heart.