It's been a rough couple of weeks at the Seiple/Vaughan apartment.� Raspy baby coughs, explosive sneezes and much more phlegm than I'd ever want to deal with.� If you've never heard a newborn cough, let me tell you - it's truly heartwrenching ...

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First, James got sick.

Then I got sick.

And of course, Emmett got sick.

Then James got better.

And I was on the road to recovery, too.

But poor, fragile Emmett was still coughing.

Then I got worse.

And James got sick again, too.

Emmett slowly seems to be getting better.� I've only heard a few coughs in the past couple of days, and his eyes seem to be a little less crusty.� When we took him to the doctor earlier in the week (and found out he's already 10 lbs. 6 oz.!), she said he was fine and that it was just a cold.� The poor little guy just needs to tough it out.

It can't be too bad, because yesterday James and I witnessed his first real smile.� None of that eyes closed, half smirk nonsense.� We're talking a full-on eyes wide, open-mouthed, gums-revealed, legitimate smile here!� I totally melted. :)

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