Magic Shoulder

As far as bloggers go, it's no secret. I've been one of the worst. It's not my fault! I have a baby! Oh wait. Yeah. I guess it is my fault then. Proof positive that I've failed my poor abandoned blog is this: what you're about to read is irrelevant. Nonetheless, it's cute and will forever be a part of my memory with Evie. There is a difference with Josh this time around in Babyland. Evie does really well with him. I'm not sure if it has something to do with the fact that I'm so busy with the other two kids that Josh has no choice but to be an active participant, but she does much better with him than Alex and Abby ever did. Sure. She cries her lungs out with him more than she does with me (mama complex is setting in). But Josh has one thing going this time around that never happened before and I lovingly call it The Magic Shoulder. As any nursing mother will tell you, when your baby is in your arms during those early months of life, they go on auto-sensory and start snorting and snuffing around looking for the boob. Hey. It's what we're here for, right? Josh, thank goodness, is boobless. (Is that a word?) So for the first 2 months, when I was tired of Evie's constant eating, I handed her over to Josh. What was a restless sleep with me, turned into a peaceful snooze fest on Josh's shoulder. Every. Time. It was cute as can be and relaxing for me while she snoozed away. Evie was also sick for the first two months of life so she had to sleep upright for most of the time. What better place than a comfy shoulder? But alas! Evie is embarking on the fifth month of life soon and sleeping is not her favorite thing to do anymore. There are nights I miss the Magic Shoulder. But I'll never forget the early life cuteness of Evie sleeping on daddy's shoulder.