I have to admit, I wasn't the most keen about being a big brother. Mostly because I spent the night away from my parents for the first time ever, but I was spoiled rotten by my grandparents, so it all worked out ok. I went to go visit mommy and daddy at the hospital, but I wasn't too sure about what was going on. Then, when I got home, the baby cried a lot and it scared me, and it made me cry, too. I have gotten used to it since then. Sometimes I am too loud and I wake the baby up, but I can't help it. I think I like Carter. Mommy likes it when I crawl up on the bed and pat his head. I know to call him baby and I am working on calling him CJ. I think being a big brother might be ok after all.
I haven't been sleeping well at all. I cut my last of the 4 molars that were coming in on Monday 12/5. I thought it was all over, but now my canines are coming through. When will this end?? How many teeth am I supposed to have??
Anyway, that's all for now.
Love,
Rickybear
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