Bergman's Bruisers

A Look Into My Life Of Raising Four Rough
And Tumbly Boys

Saturday, February 21, 2015

Quintin Louis

If you're convinced you chronicle less and less with each child (my mother) then this is score one for Team Polly.  It seems I've blinked and my baby is three months old.  I semi wave the white flag, okay?!  Four kids have been tough- mentally and physically tough.  But, that's a whole different blog post all together.  This is all about my sweet baby, Quin.  From birth to three months....

This was taken about a week old. Sweet, sweet, sweet!  From the second he was born overwhelming joy and happiness filled our house. 

I've never been much of a T.V. watcher, but in the time since he's been born I've clocked more T.V. hours than humanly possible.  I will remember a lot of his life by what show I was watching.  This first month was filled with 'Call the Midwife.'  A BBC show that chronicles a group of midwives in the poorest corner of  1950's London.  Quin was easy to please during this month, as long as he was held and nursed, he was happy.  I happily obliged. 

Month two we watched House of Cards.  Great show about corruption and politics.  We entered this month already having lots of smiles from Quintin.  When I would tell people how happy and easy he was they would say "Well, what else could he be, he's the fourth child?! He can't be high maintenance." Perhaps that's true, but I would like to think GOD purposely blessed us with a happy, easy going baby.  He was born this way to be the cherry on our Bruiser sundae.  I was starting to get some four hour stretches of sleep at night which made for a very happy Momma.  

Month three has kicked off with 'Orange is the New Black.'  A show about a women's prison, filled with interesting back stories and a lot of foul language (sorry Grandma).  It's the kind of show that I have to watch on the Ipad, late at night, when the kids are in bed.  Quintin goes to sleep between 11 p.m. and midnight and sleeps until 6-7 a.m.  Try as I might I can't get him to sleep before 11 p.m., I know this time will pass quickly so I'm enjoying the extra snuggle time. Some time between two and three months we found Q's giggle.  Hearing him laugh is the highlight of my day! Sleep, smiles, laughing, and snuggling-- what more could I ask for?!