From peaceful to pain

 Apparently Hawkes appreciates good music.  The other day I put him in his swing, turned on some Van Morrison, and walked into the other room to get dressed.  When I came back, this is how I found him.  Fist in the air, loving the tunes.  Either that or he has just found a new position to sleep.

A few days later he did the same thing when Meg was watching him.

On March 6th we had his baby blessing.  Meg will write more about it, but I thought I would use this picture to contrast this past week.  For the most part, Hawkes has been a pretty mellow kid, often curling up in a little ball and falling asleep in one of our laps.  That all changed this week.

Hawkes got sick for the first time.  It started out with him just being a little fussy, and not sleeping very well.  It then moved to a sore throat and a cute little raspy cough (cute but sad to listen to).  Then it moved to screaming...

...and more screaming...

...and some more screaming...

We think he is getting better now, and are keeping our fingers crossed that he doesn't get rsv.  Life is just so much nicer with a pleasant baby who allows his mom to sleep through at least some portion of the night.