For the record, I didn't ever cry very often at all. I don't like to come off as weak, and I'm not a huge fan of being "in touch with my emotions."
Enter baby Langston, and here come the waterworks!
I just can't help it. I cried the day he was born, and I swear now the littlest thing can bring on the tears. When he makes a precious face while sleeping, when he does something new, when I look at pictures of him as a newborn, it's all the same. Cry. Cry. Cry. It's not even limited to things Langston related, it's everything! I used to think it was just my hormones, but now I think it's just the way I am now.
I read an article last night about Guiliana and Bill Rancic having their baby boy, and I cried. How beautiful it must be after trying so hard, to finally hold that baby. Even if you're not into the celebrity/entertainment gossip, it's still hard to not be extremely happy for them. And isn't Duke such a sweet name!?
All in all, I'm realizing that just because I cry a little easier now, that doesn't make me a weak person. It means that I am in touch with my emotions afterall, and it's actually a good thing. I should be crying over Langston. He's my baby, and he's growing and learning all of the time!
It's amazing what difference 3 months can make!
One week old
3 months old