Farts are always funny

Funny thing about babies is that they only really smile when they're gassy for the first month of their lives. Well, tonight was the first time that I've actually caught Cam smiling while he wasn't in the process of making a poop. The cool thing about it is that I got it on camera so granny, pappy, and aunt B could see it with us.

He was in a really good mood, so I thought it a good idea to put him on his tummy. Now, I do that almost every night, but he's usually angry when tummy time starts, so tonight was an experiment for me. After about 5 minutes of relaxation on the belly, he started getting fired up. The problem with that is that we were having a pretty quiet, relaxing night until then. Afterwards, all he wanted to do was walk.

At least I got my exercise in this evening.

Why am I awake at 2 in the morning?

Yes, I started a blog at 2 a.m. on a random Tuesday morning, but why? I'm not just getting back from a drinking establishment, and I have to work in the morning. You see, there's this lady sleeping by me that has to pump, and she likes company. We're in the process of turning a tiny human into a normal sized, functioning person, and while we're trying really hard, this stuff is difficult. I'm not complaining, I had a pretty good idea this would be tough when I got into it.

I'm going to try and sleep now. I think the pump woke the baby up, but it could have been Christy and I discussing the name and title for the blog.