So the cutest thing has happened in the last couple of days. Baby C has started sucking his thumb! Neither of the other two have done this. They have been binky babies. We have tried and tried to get baby C to take a binky, on numerous occasions, to no avail. Then on Sunday, at church, we had a break through! The little dude found his thumb! And since that day he has become better and better at finding it and sticking it in his mouth.
I wish I could say it was awesome. I mean, it is, really...but I feel so...left out now. Instead of being inconsolable, he is self soothing. It certainly makes for fabulous full nights rest, but I feel like I've been replaced. You pair thumb sucking and my decision to quit nursing...and I am a walking guilt trip! I seriously think he has some animosity towards me now. It's his eyes. And the fact that this morning he didn't look at me once while I was feeding him. I'm mortally wounded!
I will survive the distant stares, and quiet sucking of the thumb that is so utterly adorable and the cause of wounding to my soul...
But only because he is so stinkin cute! It must be the extra sleep I'm getting now that has let my brain function on more than 2 cylinders :)
Go to my Flickr people...I put up some way cute pictures of the kids that I took within this week. And I want a comment telling me you've seen them! So go...now!