Dear Alastair, it's the weekend baby!

Mommy is fortunate to be on maternity leave until you are 3 months old. That means that you and I stay home and mommy takes care of you, while Papi is at work. During the day, you aren't too very active yet... But at night! That's when the party gets started.

You cry baby. And cry. And cry. Since your Papi is going to work, and school, I have to be the one to get up and change, feed, burp and soothe you. We try to be as quiet as possible so that your Papi gets enough sleep. But come Friday... You are ALL his!

Friday and Saturday night he has to get up and tend to you. I get to sleep :)

As much as I love you, mommy needs to get some sleep too. Sleep deprivation makes me a very mean individual, with a very short temper... Towards your Papi.
(Not you, my love)

I live for the weekends, but that also means I will have to leave you with your grandma while I go back to work. I'm not yet looking forward to that.

Below is a picture of your daddy taking care of you while I get some "me" time.