The Teenage Baby

X is now three weeks old, and he is officially a "teenage baby."  I was warned about this, but I was ever-so-slightly-hopeful that we could skip over the teenage years.  Alas.  Case in point:
- X has become unstable, unpredictable, moody, confrontational, and difficult to reason with. 
- He is eating basically double what he used to eat.
- He has developed ACNE.
- He likes to stay up causing a ruckus in the wee hours.
- I never know what he is thinking or what he wants.  (Well, to be fair, this is a general newborn issue).
- He likes the crazy rock music.  (Well, to be fair, he always liked the crazy rock music).

Therefore, hello teenage baby!

Thankfully, I have heard that teen babies usually only hang around for a couple weeks.  I gather I will have a smiling, cooing, smooth-faced infant on my hands again shortly.  Till then, this is good practice for the real teen years, no?  Don't you think I can win over a 16-year-old boy by dangling stuffed jungle animals over his head and singing Christmas carols?  Oy.

I leave you with two of my teen baby's latest moods:



Pensive



Angsty