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Brian refers to Adrian as “The Bug.” The first few times I heard this I found it a little strange. After all, he’s an adorable little baby, not an insect. I know babies who are called “panda” and “the mouse,” both of which are sweet little monikers. Perhaps Brian sensed my lack of enthusiasm on this topic, because he pointed out that the nickname is short for “snugglebug,” which itself is short for “snug as a bug in a rug.” My mother used to ask me if I was snug as a bug in a rug, and so now I’m grooving on “The Bug.”

Four months ago right now, I was in a wheelchair heading to the NICU to feed my son for the first time. Tonight I danced with him in the park, in the company of our new mommy-daddy-baby friends, to the swingin’ sounds of a Frank Sinatra tribute band. Lots has happened in four months, but I’ve been just a little too busy to document it properly. My goal is to change that, to catch up, and to keep track of the growth and development of the sweetest little boy in Sunnyside.

(Apologies to my new-mom friends with other sweet little boys. You’d say the same thing if it were your blog.)