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The newest man in my life...

This post is all about Luke Aaron, the newest little man in my life.

Luke has a few nicknames. He is mostly called "Lukie" or "Lukie-bear", and is very lovingly referred to as "Pukey Lukie" for reasons that should be obvious to anyone who is brave enough to hold him for more than 5 minutes.

Lukie was born right on his due date, which was a good thing because I don't think I would have been able to stand another day of false labor!



These were taken seconds after his birth! I went in to active labor around 3pm and delivered him at 9:59pm (with only 2 pushes!). We were released from the hospital around 2pm the next day! :)





He is now 3 1/2 months old and is a spectacularly easy-going baby. Once he starts losing his cool though, he is almost impossible to calm down. A lot like his mommy in that way. Lukie is already rolling over from his back to his tummy. He is also a real cuddle-bug. Loves to always be held and talked to. He will cry to be talked to, sang to, and played with in general. Mommy is happy to oblige.

Lukie was born with curly dark hair, and it looks like he won't lose it! It also looks as if his previously blue/gray eyes are turning brown like mine! Some people insist they will remain hazel, but I have always imagined him with light brown eyes so I am pretty sure they will turn. Other than that, we aren't completely sure who he looks like, although it is clear he has my little elf ears! Can you tell in this pic?



He spends his days learning how to work his arms, kicking his legs, and smiling at everything and anything. He loves the ceiling fan, and listening to Lacrae (especially his song, "Rebel"). He has not let out a big belly laugh yet, but he squeals with joy whenever the mood strikes him. 

Most of all, he loves hanging out with his big brother.

There's not a sweeter sight than this!

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