Oh how the time flies:) my little bambino is five months old. My love for him grows just a little more everyday. He is my smiling, happy, bubbly baby. I just want to keep him all wrapped up all the time in kisses and loves. I think often about the fact that he could be my last. I savor the moments, knowing that all too quick those chubby baby fingers will be slender little toddler hands. I have enjoyed my little jack. Maggie adores him. She loves to make him laugh, to hold him. She just flat out loves him.
We are all recovering from the stomach flu minus John and jack. John is getting it now and I'm praying jack doesn't. John stayed up all last night fretting about Maggie and I. He kept jack all night and I'm fairly sure he is running in zero sleep. Maggie was violently ill, she made me giggle more than once even for as si k as she was. She is hillarious. She was quite worried John would get sick and that Garrett would have to take care of us. She wants all the bad bugs out if her tummy. She loves the word freakin and used it multiple times.
John was a little short with her the other night. She told him it was okay because she knew he was under a lot of stress. The next night she told him she knew he wasn't getting much sleep. What a good. I'm going to try and get my little man to bed. He is wired tight
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