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Konor is starting to smile!! It really is the cutest thing ever. He also tries so hard to find his voice. Half the time no sound comes out. But then he will oooo and cooo in the tiniest little voice which simply melts your heart.

Whenever Konor is fussy and we’ve tried the usual – change diaper, full tummy, etc. Todd and I have discovered if you prop him up on your chest, while patting his back, and let him fight out the gas bubbles his will always settle into what we call “his spot” in the nape of our necks. He can be all riled up but once he finds his spot he is instantly so content. In fact, most nights you will find Konor on Todd’s chest nuzzled in his neck. He prefers this spot over any other but it leaves me to wonder who likes it better – Konor or Todd?







Konor is a thumb sucker. Yep, I said it – a thumb sucker. More often than not, it is his right thumb with his fingers stretched across his face. My OB nurse claimed this fact way before Konor was born when we told her how often he got the hiccups. It’s cute now but I have a feeling it won’t be so cute when he’s older and we’re trying to break the habit.

Todd is always saying to Konor, “Tell me a story.” Whatever response he gets from Konor, whether it be a squawk, cry or coo he will respond with a “Really!?” or “Are you serious?” It’s as if they are having their own conversation – which I suppose on some level they are.

The funniest and probably most priceless “story” happened a week after Konor was born. I was in the bathroom getting ready for the day and Todd and Konor were on our bed telling stories. They were literally nose to nose and Konor was taking in each and every word. (Luckily I was quick enough with the camera to get the picture.) I overheard just bits and pieces so I came out of the bathroom to see exactly what they were up to. When Todd saw me peeking over him, he asked Konor if he was ready to tell Momma the story they had been rehearsing. Todd started in with the series of events that had happened one week prior. . .”A week ago we drove to Boise, went to Momma’s doctor, got a test ran, went to the hospital to wait for the results. . .” About this time Konor let out a wail – WAAAAAAAH! Todd immediately responded with, “We aren’t to that part yet! That didn’t happen until we were in the operating room! You totally jumped the gun!” I was laughing so hard I had to sit down and hold my incision – afraid it would split open. Too funny and totally precious.

The first days home from the hospital are a total blur. I will say this: Sleep deprivation does some funny things to you. I could list many stories that would make one wonder where my brain has gone. Poor Todd would get up for each feeding (since I couldn’t jump out of bed), change Konor’s diaper and hand him to me to nurse. Try as he might to stay up he would inevitably fall asleep and end up saying extremely funny things in his sleep. Too funny. So we have learned to grab sleep when and where ever we can – as shown by Todd napping while holding Konor on the couch.

The green and white outfit was one of the few things (that was not pink) we could use of Kloe’s. Green looks good on Konor and this picture will always be special to me. I also use Kloe’s Boppy multiple times each day with Konor. My friend Stacey in Indianapolis bought it for me – a must have for a nursing Momma. Todd propped Konor up in one morning in his Silly Bug pjs – I had to get the picture.



We were all so grateful Aunt Stacy was here for Konor’s birth. It was so nice for me to pick her brain about all things baby. Big sisters are simply the best. She came to the hospital everyday to help me shower and brought Todd his egg sandwich for breakfast. Once we were home she brought Joey and Deanna to meet their new cousin. They were very sweet with him. She also brought his baseball jammies – we ran short on newborn clothes.