The Best Things about Leif (at almost 3 months)

1. New babies are so generous. He will go to anyone and they are happier for having held him.
2. Part of that is because he is extremely easy to sooth; he just wants to be held on your lap and suck on your finger.
3. I like it best, though, when is in my lap. I try to be as generous as he is, but I don't often manage it.
4. There is something about his nose. I just want to give him eskimo kisses all the time.
5. I love his bright, expressive eyes. They are very dark blue right now; I wonder if they will go blue like Sven's or brown like Soren's?
6. He usually glances away when he smiles, like he's shy. It's pretty cute.
7. I love how still and calm Soren is when he is holding Leif.
8. I also love how attentive Carl is to him. He always stops and gently interacts with Leif whenever he enters the room.
9. Sven loves on him, too. He will sit next to me and pat the baby's head, crooning "hi, Leif."
10. He's a little guy. Healthy but small. I like to snuggle him and he's just the right size for it.
11. He is a pretty flexible sleeper, which is good because he doesn't have a stable place to sleep in our apartment. As long as he is swaddled and full of milk, he is good.
12. I love to kiss his soft cheeks. He frequently smiles when I do.
13. He also smiles when I tickle his toes.
14. He is plenty expressive. The more kids I have, the more grateful I am for the baby's cries. I am glad he lets me know what he needs and when.
15. Nursing: it's awesome.
16. I especially like how nursing him forces me to slow down and take breaks throughout my day. Amazing oxytocin breaks.
17. They must be pretty amazing for him, too. I love it when he falls asleep in my arms after a feeding. That's the best feeling in the world.
18. He's my fourth, so I feel much more laid back. I know not to sweat the small stuff and he's happier for it.
19. He's Scott's fourth, too. I like how confident and competent my husband is as a father. It does my heart good to see them together.
20. He smells good. Like a baby. I just want to breathe him in and keep him there forever.

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