Bo: Six Weeks Old

Bo, 2016

I vaguely remember six weeks old being some kind of magical turning point with the older two (in terms of the baby's sleeping patterns and my own recovery. Of course, that's in hindsight. I can't really tell if it's a major milestone for Bo just yet, but he is getting more plump and sturdy, starting to smile and gurgle away. And I feel semi-normal-ish, so that's....progress? Ha.

Here's Axel and Ozzy at the same age, with Ozzy already earning his first passport stamp.

Six Weeks Old

Oscar, 2014

Just a quick photo of Oscar on his six weekiversary! Currently sleeping soundly thanks to the natural white noise machine that is the sound of crashing waves just outside of our window.

Six Weeks Old

Axel, 2012

I feel like Axel is an old salt! Six weeks? How did that happen? Even he looks skeptical.

Meanwhile, how did I become a 34 year old mother? That was what I was thinking last night as we let the babysitter in. It was like, wait a second, aren't I the babysitter? It brought back such memories of being a teenager or young twentysomething, looking after someone else's kids (and rooting through their fridge.) What happened to the last 15 or 20 years and where the heck did this baby come from?

In any case, it was more of a milestone for us than it was for Axel (who slept through most of it)...we went out with Will's parents to The Ides and Cafe Mogador and had a really lovely evening knowing he was in very capable hands.

Axel meanwhile has been getting bigger and more expressive by the day.

We celebrated his "birthday" with a walk on the Highline and had lunch at The Green Table. And now, after a weekend of family visiting I am ready for a looong nap.