Baby Love

my baby love...yes, i'm singing the supremes' song in my head while i type this. i also sing it to baby h nearly day. his newest endearing quality: how completely attached he is to me. his world revolves around me and i am in love...his older siblings don't need me so completely. when he wakes up, all i have to do is call to him and i watch a huge, toothless grin spread across his face - i feel like my heart is melting. just tonight he started waking up and grumbling, sticking out his "bucket lip"...i just said his name and he was smiling radiantly. no one else gets this excited to see me. apparently i need the ego boost. my newborn has done wonders for my self-esteem. nevermind that anyone who took care of him would be so revered. he's been doing this for a couple of months now, but it never fails to make me happy: when he knows it's time to nurse, he giggles and whoops (in a very small baby way) and kicks his pudgy legs. he also nurses me with his hands - get the picture? i'll stop now before i get too graphic. ahhhhhh, he's so cute.