I don't mean to brag

But my baby hella cute!

I know, I know, I'm his mom. I am required to find him adorable, but seriously, he and his little man face kill me. Sometimes I just sit there and stare at him while he's sleeping and am in total awe. How did I end up with such a great baby? What did I do to deserve him?

A friend of mine is expecting in September and he emailed me and asked me what it's really like, day to day, to have a kid. I told him that it was a lot of hard work, and all hands must be on deck 24/7. I told him it was the craziest thing that I've ever done but it's totally amazing and wonderful. He wrote back saying "I like how everyone tells you everything bad but then follows that up with 'it's so amazing!!'"

But it's true! It's such a cliched response but it's a fact. I am not trying to sound like a PSA for having babies, but it is without a doubt, the hardest, most rewarding, and awesome thing I've ever done. Even when Watson is being a jerk or fussing or crying I still feel overwhelmed with happiness that he's in my life.

Some updates from Watsonland:

He is currently 14 lbs and 25 inches long. He is no longer wearing those gloves all the time because I started freaking out about his development. Since I took them off he has discovered his hands and spends a lot of time now trying to eat them. He also, just last night, reached for and grabbed a toy! May not sound very exciting, but it was! His brain works, I'm so proud! He also still hates baths. I don't really know what to do about that. I'm working on it.

I guess that's about it for now, so I'll shut up. Watson rules!