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Who’s keeping Mommy awake? I am!<\/em><\/p>\n I am tired. Eye-aching tired. The kind of tired that makes you feel like you are buzzing on the inside, and it is actually harder <\/em>to fall asleep for some insane reason.<\/p>\n I am tired because we have a newborn (is he still considered a newborn at nearly one month?), and, quite predictably, a fussy one who won’t let me put him down for more than oh, a minute or two without screaming blooooooooooody murder. It’s cool, though. I think at this point Andrew and I would be worried if one of our babies didn’t <\/em>cry like a maniac banshee when strapped in the car seat or placed in a nice, comfortable plush baby swing. No joke. This one actually foams at the mouth he gets so worked up in a frenzy- after a 5-minute car ride. Oh, the injustice!<\/p>\n So yeah, tired.<\/p>\n Which is why I can’t seem to figure out why I spent a solid hour staring at Emil’s face last night while he slept peacefully. An hour that I should have been sleeping too… but I simply couldn’t stop looking. And bewilderment came over me, bringing me almost to tears, as I tried to figure out how there is suddenly this person <\/em>here where there wasn’t before. How he is made up of pieces of me, pieces of Andrew, but he is his own. I don’t care what you believe or don’t believe, that shit is crazy.<\/p>\n Crazy like this karate kid crane action.<\/em><\/p>\n And so, yes, even though I am tired, I have clearly done the obligatory falling in love with our newest child, who was not here like a minute ago and is suddenly very here<\/em>. So excuse me while I go stare at his littleness a little longer. I have some pondering to do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Who’s keeping Mommy awake? I am! I am tired. Eye-aching tired. The kind of tired that makes you feel like you are buzzing on the inside, and it is actually harder to fall asleep for some insane reason. I am tired because we have a newborn (is he still considered a newborn at nearly one … Continue reading “Emil at 4 Weeks”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1550,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[105],"tags":[101],"class_list":["post-1174","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-family","tag-emil"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1174","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1174"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1174\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1684,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1174\/revisions\/1684"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/1550"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1174"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1174"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.crumbbums.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1174"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}![\"DSC_0002\"](\"http:\/\/farm7.static.flickr.com\/6084\/6154679482_cd596ea466.jpg\")
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