My son's original due date was today, Christmas day. To my surprise, he arrived two a half weeks early and now shares my husband's birthday. Needless to say, December was a bit of a blur between a taxing, prolonged stay at the hospital and a little cluelessness at home (okay, maybe more than a little). Blogging on a regular basis was the last thing on my sleep deprived mind as the only food related thoughts I had were what and how I should be feeding him. I learned from day one- he takes his food very seriously and just like both of his parents, he loves to eat. Understanding his basic needs continues to be a work in progress, but there is no denying- he is the best early Christmas present I ever got.
The tiny mouth that never seems to cease being hungry