it’s not about you

Killian is nine weeks old today. I keep being told he looks like my brother Kyle. And it’s true. He kind of does. His nose is all his daddy, though.

He totally hit a growth spurt this past weekend, which explains all the nursing on the hour he was doing. The past couple of days he has considerably slowed down his eating habits and is now sleeping constantly - I guess he’s been storing up all the energy so he can sleep it off while he grows.

Which means I’ve been getting a lot done, more than usual, and also means my milk supply is freaking out and I’m now gigantic and engorged and am in the plugged-duct-on-the-way-to-mastitis stage. It hurts. I can’t lift my arm over my head. Luckily, I’ve been down this well-worn road before and am on top of it.

Tomorrow, he will get on a plane for the first time and will go to Texas to see his Granddad, Nana, and Papa, and meet his aunts and uncles and cousin for the first time, and the rest of his family as well. Many, many firsts starting tomorrow.

We’re pretty excited.

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