7 weeks last Monday

I'm a little behind, blog-wise (as you can see), due to all that has been going on in my family over the past few weeks.  Family first, but it's driving me crazy (being behind, that is).  I have so many posts in the making, I'm frantically trying to catch up.  I feel like I already started the new year off on the wrong foot, so I need to make up for lost time. 

Let's rewind to last Monday.  This was Callan's 7 week birthday!  I can't believe how fast he's growing.  He is smiling, "cooing", has great neck control, sleeps for longer chunks of time at night, responds to our voices, focuses on objects and people...it's all pretty amazing.  I love being a mom, although it has been the most demanding job I've ever had.  (And the only job I've had in the last few years.  I know, I know...)  Not a day goes by that I don't tell him I love him.  Not a day goes by that I don't kiss his little face at least a dozen times.  Not a day goes by that he doesn't toot like a grown man.  He certainly is his father's son - I love my boys to pieces. 

Oh, and a little side note - Callan is laying on a blanket that was mine when I was just a little girl.  It is worn and torn, and holds so many memories.  Pretty special.