y special times with my little Benson. He is becoming so much more aware and so expressive! I used to have to work to get a smile out of him and now he gives them out just for looking at him. Benson has been trying so hard to get his thumb. He will try for hours but he keeps it tucked in like he is doing the letter "T" in sign language. Another big even was the night that Benson slept through the night. When my alarm woke me up, I ran in to his room and immediately touched his face to make sure he
was still alive. I totally startled him and he gave me a dirty look like "geez mom, give me a break!" His spitting is getting better with the medicine that the doctor gave him. This comes as a major relief to Mitch. Although, last night the unthinkable happened, Benson spit up on his biking clothes. Mitch stated "I'm done with it (the spitting up)" handed the baby over to me and immediately went to wash his biking gear. It's funny to me that it stil
l freaks him out so much, but I know that he's only been spit up on a handful of times, not hundreds of times. How grateful I am for my awesome little family. Mitch couldn't be more wonderful! He is patient with me and my drained, grouchy self. He motivates me to be better and compliments me on my progress in my new mothering skills. He is much more than I give him credit for and I want the world to know that I know he is more than I deserve! (Just don't get any ideas, I'm still keeping him even if I don't deserve him!) Thank you Mitch!
