I meant to
do this post around the one week mark, but I'm still suffering from a bad case
of PUPPP(note: all of those doctors who told me I would be cured immediately
upon delivery obviously lied to my face) and between that and a fussy new baby
things don't always never get done when you want them to. This little guy has been a
handful to say the least, but he has a way of making your heart turn into a
puddle on the floor so I guess we'll keep him around for now. =) Kai is one
strong little dude. At one week, he could hold up his head on his own when he
was mad or hungry. By two weeks he could roll onto his side and almost roll
from his stomach to his back. He's already starting to grab things and knock things down. By the time he's a month old we're fully
expecting him to perform all kinds of impressive acrobatics.
He is the
spitting image of Ryan, from the shape of his eyes, to his little cleft chin,
to the one dimple on the left side of his face, to his ears, and even a cowlick
in the same spot on his hairline. That just means his personality has to take
after me, right? Poor Ryan if that rings true.
On a
different note, newborn pictures ended up a major fail. I was dreaming of
those sweet, innocent, sleeping newborn baby pictures to hang on my wall but
Kai had other plans. You see, he doesn't like to sleep. Not during the day and
not in the middle of the night. He would much rather be looking around at his
surroundings, kicking his legs, and absentmindedly performing his own made-up
sign language with his hands. I even bought some of those cute little newborn
wraps to take his photos in. It only took him about .2 seconds to break himself
free so we just went with it. The messy look suits his personality anyways.
Let's just say I won't be handing in my resume as a newborn photographer
anytime soon. Oh well.
