Sam likes to cross his feet just like his big brother Elijah does.
If it weren't for my many bodily discomforts, this week would have been a complete breeze. I'm having some problems with feeding Sam, so the possibility of not being able to nurse him is looming and just thinking about that makes me very very sad. In fact, I cannot talk about it without crying. I keep praying that things will work out, but I don't see how it will be possible.
Our little Samson had his first post-birth doctor's visit yesterday. He weighed 6 lbs, 13 oz, which is almost his birth weight. It usually takes babies two weeks to get back to their birth weights, so this is awesome! It was weird/surreal to be at the doctor and not have to discuss serious topics. As I have said before, this experience is so completely different from our last experience. It makes me want to have three more! Kidding.
Sammy is needing some mama love, so I better go munch him up..