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Ivan looking adorable for school today in his baby GAP outfit

Going back to work has been hard (and exhausting), but sending Ivan to daycare has been harder.

Ivan has two kinds of smiles, he has the ‘OMG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I CAN’T CONTAIN IT’ smile – which he usually gives me and Mike, and then he has the ‘Oh you’re funny and you’re talking to me YAY!’ smile, which he gives everyone. Multiple times this week as I’ve dropped him off with his teachers (Linda or Maria) he is giving them the ‘OMG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I CAN’T CONTAIN IT’ smile, which is paired with excited kicking feet.  I don’t know what goes on during the day, or how they are with him, but that’s pretty much the best gift he could give me – it’s like he’s saying ‘It’s okay momma, I like them!’

Thanks buddy.

Be forewarned there are a few graphics (not many, just some blurry legs in the background, and proof that Ivan is, indeed, a boy) 

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We had not intended to take many photos during labor and delivery, and we didn’t take many (I did not want photos, I wanted to experience it, plus – yuck), and you’ll notice that no photos were taken until I’m sitting IN a bed resting – this was almost 10 hrs after my water broke, and after 8 hrs of psychotic, unmedicated labor. Then there’s another 4-5 hour chunk of time without photos when things got intense again towards the end. I’m grateful Mike and my mom grabbed some photos in the calmer moments.  I didn’t do much editing to these photos, as I want to remember it for what it was – I was a swollen mess and hadn’t showered or done my hair, Ivan was super pink, and for days he had a wicked bad rash (which we were told by nurses and the pediatrician that it was actually fairly unremarkable in the world of new baby rashes.)