I Secretly Call Him “Cheeks Wilson”
Asher is a chunk!
I have watched him plump up over the last 6-7 weeks. He now has great, magnificent cheeks. You might even call them jowls. Last week, at a doctor’s appointment, he weighed in at a whopping 15 pounds 4 ounces. That’s nearly double his birth weight in just 9 weeks!
Plea to the universe full of poeple who generously buy us baby clothes because baby clothes are so adorable and irresistable: PLEASE, NO MORE NEWBORN / 0-3 MONTH CLOTHES! These are almost always cut for babies weighing 12 pounds or less.
Last night I went through Asher’s clothes and pulled out dozens of outfits, many of which he only wore a few times. Some were never worn at all. They’re all totally cute and totally too small.
I'm a busy freelance editor and writer, wife to Ian, and mother to two precious boys. I am living each day to the fullest and with as much grace, creativity, and patience as I can muster.
"Love doesn't just sit there like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new." —Ursula K. LeGuinn
April 14, 2007 at 7:30 pm
What a bruiser. I can’t wait to meet him all over again tonight.
April 14, 2007 at 10:48 pm
Awwwwwwwww!!!!!
April 15, 2007 at 1:17 am
Congratulations, although I can’t get over the Archie Bunker resemblance this week (first shot)..;)
April 16, 2007 at 12:28 pm
So cuuuuute! I just want to kiss those soft baby cheeks!
April 17, 2007 at 1:45 am
OMG. I second the Archie Bunker reference. Those cheeks!