Life is Exhausting

So I come home from work each night and Ivan nurses and nurses and nurses. He's a hungry little dude and he (from what I can tell) craves the comfort of nursing as well. Sometimes the feeding goes right up to bedtime and we end up changing the little guy's pants while he is flat out asleep.




Chubby baby face. Perfect eyes and nose and lips and those ears. And the big cheeks and chins.




Chubby wrist and hand.




Passed out (with me right there) on his awesome blue changing table (Dad cleaned it up and painted it for a neurotic Mom). I just kept laughing at the little guy - so so tired and wouldn't wake for anything.

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