googoohaha

I started putting Gerber rice cereal in Evelyn's bottle 3 nights ago and she has transformed into a sleeping angel.  I guess all this time that I thought she was teething she was actually just still hungry!  It makes me sad to think that I was completely reading my baby all wrong, but what can you do when you don't speak GoogooGahgah language.  I guess my boobs just aren't enough for that big baby because she is nursing a lot already. 
It really does make me feel bad though.  It's like realizing you've been spelling 'definitely' wrong your whole life, which I have.

Justin and Evelyn had a super early bonding time this morning.  She got up at 3 to eat since she went to bed really early last night and when she still wasn't back asleep by 5 o'clock I decided to put her in her crib to let her cry for a few minutes and hope that she'd fall asleep. 
....but she didn't and Justin got up and rescued that little 15 pound damsel in distress from her evil crib around 5:15.  In an instant all of the pitiful crying went silent and turned into little baby laughter because Justin was sneezing. 
She really had a bad case of the giggles for a good 30 minutes.
I never even considered that there would be a day that I couldn't sleep because my baby was laughing so loud. 
As tired as I was, I couldn't help but lay in bed and laugh to myself at her and Justin cracking each other up in the other room.
I'm sure, as a new mom and wife, I'm not alone in worrying that after all of the sleepless nights, the crappiest of diapers, crying fits that seem to have no end,  and stress induced arguments, that my husband wouldn't like the baby very much.
Knowing that they were out there bonding is almost more satisfying than bonding with her myself.


Happiness seeps down into every bone in my body.