8 weeks and giggling

Dear Levi,

This was one of the best and worst weeks for you.  Well maybe more for me.  I'm pretty sure you won't remember or care to rate this week among all the others.  Anyways... Mommy hit rock bottom on the reflux roller coaster.  You spit up everywhere, soaking yourself and the entire bed.  I felt like the worst. mom. EVER. So we were up bright and early yesterday morning to get a prescription of the miracle drug prevacid. All I have to say is it better keep all fluids in your stomach for $90 a month.  I'm sure glad you think it tastes good, otherwise I might seriously be rethinking shoving $90 medicine down your throat every 12 hours. The most awesome thing happened this week though.  You started giggling.  You did it a little bit for Aunt Jonna on Sunday, and then you just keep doing it more.  See the videos at the bottom for proof.  You are also holding your head up quite a bit more and talking.  

Okay, now we need to have a serious chat.  Mommy needs a favor.  Can we just go ahead and drop that middle of the night feeding? I mean seriously I don't think you'll starve before morning.  I'll even wake up at 6:30? Or 6:00? Okay, fine I'll wake up at 5:30 to feed you if it means I don't have to get up at 3am.  I love you... I really do... but for reals... Mommy is tired! I'm writing this from bed (and it's 8:15pm). 

I can't wait to hear your sweet giggles tomorrow.  

Love, Mommy

Huge smile for Daddy

A behind the scenes photo... if you were wondering how I got him to smile this much... William tickled his lip/chin before each picture :)