I'm sitting here thinking of something to write. Watching my son sleeping in his little chair thingy next to me. It's funny, he wakes up like me, my husband was right. I'm a slow person to get up and don't really like to be forced and apparently neither does my son. He'll wake up on his own but if you get into his face before he's ready he'll give you-as my brother likes to call it-the F You Face (of FYF). He furrows his brow, it's so cute and yet so serious for a 4 month old.

We had a pretty rough night last night. I'm under the belief that he's hit a grow spurt because I've been a nursing machine at night, where he would usually sleep through the night we wake up and he eats. Then the vicious cycle begins again. Yesterday and today he's taken naps. I haven't forced him to do it, I've actually given up to be honest with you, if he wants to sleep, he'll sleep.

Well, I'm going to go for now...have a blessed day and week.