I know I seem to say this a lot, but I can't believe my baby boy is 6 weeks old! This also means that I go back to work tomorrow. I have been crying for the past couple of days because of this. It's so odd to feel pulled is two directions. On the one hand, I am looking forward to going back to work, but my desire to stay home with my little boy right now is greater. Oh well. I know I will be okay, and I definitely know he will be. I know Tina will take great care of him while I am at work. I feel bad for how many texts and calls she is going to be receiving.
Below are some pictures from the last couple of weeks:
Daddy and Owen playing on the floor.
He's ready for his close-up
In this one, I can't decide if he's either a) accepting his future Oscar, or b) playing innocent.
Caught the end of a BIG smile for mama.
Couldn't help but show off this adorable outfit.
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