He wanted to be right in the thick of things, which was really inconvenient. So he took it pretty hard when we put the baby gate up to keep him away from the nursery. And he took it even harder when he had to be locked in his crate so we could make multiple trips with furniture up and down the stairs.
He didn't get his cuddles in. And he decided at 3 AM on Sunday morning that he needed his cuddles. It didn't go over well.
He's not getting on the bed to cuddle at 3 in the morning. Not happening.
But he took full advantage of our morning cuddling at 7 AM.
I can't remember the last time he was so cuddly. He ran over to my pillow, curled up, rested his head across my neck, and slept that way for at least 30 minutes.
It melted my heart.
And I realized while we were cuddling that if my puppy can make my heart melt this much, I'm going to turn to goo when our little boy is here. Absolute goo.