Oh, what joy a baby brings!!! My #4 is three months old now. The first six weeks I seriously thought God gave me an alien. I did not know what colic was until this one. He would scream and scream and scream some more! I barely slept. But now he is a happy, cooing little guy. His smile lights up my soul with joy. I got his first good belly laugh today. It started as a giggle and then just exploded into a full squealing laugh. He still enjoys his 3AM feeding, but I don't mind so much- I love the comfort he gives!