The other day, Ryan came home and started to play with A. Clearly A missed him. I had a tear in my eye when I realized how much he loves him and how good he is with him. Things are so different suddenly. A few weeks ago Dh felt guilty for dreading coming home from work to crying, reflux, not-eating baby.
A's so much easier and so much fun. Dh looks forward to coming home from work and seeing him. We "fight" over who gets to play with him. I remember when it was the opposite because we were so stressed and frustrated.
We're over the hump!!