I’m guilty of saying that my son is perfect. He’s only three weeks old and I feel like he can do no wrong. Leigh has been a perfect child since birth. He’s perfectly healthy. He’s perfectly beautiful. He’s just amazing.

I realize that I won’t always feel this way. Things will change. The postpartum hormones making me feel like my life can’t get any better will fade (although I wish they’d stick around). I won’t always be this lucky. But for now, I’m going to treasure every moment of perfection with my newborn.

To share this perfection, I’ve posted a few cute photos of him below. For those of you who love baby photos, you’re welcome. If you don’t like baby photos, don’t look.