Things are going well - I am still blissfully without any postpartum depression and thankful every day. When Noah was 5 months old I finally realized that every morning I woke up with an unshakeable sense of dread... This time around (at over 3 months) dread is nowhere to be found... Hallelujah!
Faith is vocalizing a ton, squealing, hollering, yelling, etc. Sometimes I can't help but to just laugh at her. Noah is so so good with her. He is tender and loving, tells her she's cute, hugs her and kisses her - it's heartwarming. He has had a cold this last week so I've had to curb his affections toward her a bit, but he's been wonderful.