I Love Diego

So Diego is now 7 weeks old. I can't believe how fast the time has gone. I remember when I had 7 weeks left of being pregnant and I thought it would never end.

I'll start with the superficial stuff. I have 10 pounds to lose to get back to pre-pregnancy weight. But if I lose 5 I will be fine with that. Because when I look at my pre-pregnancy pictures I think I may have been a little too skinny. I have stretch marks on my sides and a doughy belly that I hate. My workout routine was supposed to start today but Diego had other plans so I didn't get around to it.

Ok, that's it for the body woes.

Diego is doing very well. He is gaining a ton of weight. The sleep isn't great, but it could be worse. He is on a very strict 3 hour schedule. He eats every three hours, almost on the dot. One night, he stretched it out to 4 hours and that extra hour of sleep was WONDERFUL, but he hasn't done it again. Two women yesterday asked me how he sleeps and when I said, "He wakes up every 3 hours, so not too bad." They said, "Wow, I guess I'm lucky. My baby sleeps for 8 hours straight." Yeah, and one of the babies is 6 days younger than Diego. I was like, shut up.

Anyway, I'm having lots of fun with the little guy. I'm so glad I get to stay home with him. I'm so in love with him. Marcelo and I just stare at him sometimes. He's been smiling at us for the past two weeks. It makes me melt.

So like a good annoying proud parent, I am going to post pictures now. This is the one I took of him when he turned a month old.

This is him trying to smile.

And this one is just cute.

Alright, I'm done. :)