I've had this weekend reserved as "My Wubby Weekend" pretty much since Liam came home from the hospital and everyone frenzied to put dibs on their weekend. I, of course, have been frothing at the mouth for the chance to hold, feed, kiss, snuggle, change, rock, bathe, dress, sing to and photograph Liam, without having to share him with anyone else. Heather promised me full participation in his daily activities, aside from breast feeding, however I did get to give him a bottle of pumped milk. Anyway, the craving has been temporarily satisfied.
