Otis smiled early — at 3 weeks — and is already holding his head up unsupported, at a mere 10 weeks of age.
He weighs an impressive 6.35 kg and is an absolute joy, so smiley and so vocal. I miss him when he's asleep and my heart skips a beat when I hear the little cries he makes upon waking. I literally run to him and scoop him up in my arms, covering him in kisses and breathing in his salty, yummy smell. I love how puffy his face after his long afternoon sleep — on one side it is usually bright pink, and his hair is sweaty and matted...
It truly is like being in love. But better! You don't have to worry about arguments or infidelity or looking good... He loves me when I'm wearing a ratty, vomit-stained t-shirt, undies with holes in them, and sporting unwashed, unbrushed hair and morning breath. Can't get much more unconditional than that!
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