How I took Eamonn into my arms when he was 9 minutes old and into my heart over the next few days.
How skinny Eamonn’s little bum was… and his knees. And how quickly they filled out.
How fearful he was with his first bath and then how he was able to calm down for subsequent baths… and how showers seem to be just fine.
How his little face lit up into a smile when he was 2 1/2 weeks… and my heart simply melted.
How he rolled over at exactly 4 weeks – 4 times! (Front to back – to the left and the right)
That his first hospital guests were Heather and Samuel, our Colorado Springs hosts. Samuel was so excited to meet Eamonn. He greeted him with a book (Eamonn’s first introduction to books) and then spent the rest of the time crawling on the floor under the curtain that hid the door.
My mom getting into the back of the car, scooting over to sit in the middle seat and exclaiming over Eamonn, how handsome he was. Every time I looked in the rear view mirror, she was looking at him and smiling ‘that’ smile. And that we were prepared to stop at any time to feed him, but he made it all the way home from the airport before needing to eat.
How at 4 weeks he has finally begun to really look us in the eyes.
How A read him a book and he showed interest by changing the expressions on his face to match A’s (3 weeks 6 days).
A walk at Pleasure Point with Andrea.
How when A comes home and talks to him, he shows recognition.
How he calms when I pick him up and whisper in his ear.
Ernie’s (A’s dad) facial expressions when he met Eamonn and every time he held him (usually the O face).
How Eamonn was always calm with Ernie.
How Helen (A’s mom) calls him a little monkey.
How he chuckled in his sleep at 5 weeks 3 days.
How he sleeps later than me but lately when I go and get him out of bed he has scooted over and is usually laying where I would be if I was still there… do you think he’s looking for me?
How he was amazing when we were out for dinner at Soif and then, just as we were ready to leave, he completely filled his diaper… and his onesie. You could see the poop through the shirt but it was completely contained. I had to take him to to bathroom where it had only a tiny shelf, undress him without covering him in poop, give him a quick bath in the sink and get him dressed again. We left with everyone happy and clean (and so was the bathroom). I did stand there for a minute or two working out the best way to move forward with minimal poop spread. Successful mommy moment. 
And simply how adorable his cheeks and lips are.
