I cannot get enough of this belly.
And those boobs….
Rolls. This kid has rolls of baby chunk on him. Reeve was a worm and Lowe is perfectly lumpy and mush in all the right places. I cannot take it.
What makes me even happier is knowing that I am what is making him that way. It’s worth all the recent biting and tugging at and struggles with breastfeeding to know he MUST be getting enough to eat…
and he just smells so good!
I’m cool with skinny babies, but Good Lord, give me a baby with some meat on his bones any day. There is just so much more to kiss and snuggle and place to smooch that you didn’t even know existed.