Month 2 - Recap

My sweet little fuzzy-headed munchkin,
I had forgotten the world of difference there is between a one-month-old and a two-month-old. And now I remember! You've definitely woken up from your 'newborn hibernation thing' that you had going for the first month. You're so alert, and we love watching you check out the world around you. Your favorite things to look at are the ceiling fan, the lamp, and Natalie. I won't say which one, but one of those three is a humongous ham and gives you awesome material to check out. You've started cooing (are you KIDDING me with the cuteness?) and I got your first purposeful smile on Natalie's 3rd birthday!

You're still a Snort Fest when you sleep, but I think you're doing it less than you were last month. Or maybe I'm just getting used to it. It's funny to think that the sound of a herd (flock? group? gaggle?) of feral pigs might not even register with me anymore.

We gave you a bottle for the first time this month. And, if I were more observant, we wouldn't have had such a disastrous time for your inaugural bottle. When the package of bottle nipples says it's for babies who are 3-6 months old, it wasn't kidding. Just because you can wear 3-6 month clothing doesn't mean you can drink like a 3-6 month old. Once I gave you a more age-appropriate bottle nipple, you were much happier. Which means that Daddy and I got to have our first post-you date (you'll soon realize that Daddy and I love our dates).

You had your well-baby appointment this month. Your height is in the 75th percentile; your weight is in the 50th percentile. And, in keeping with the Smithkid tradition, your head is in the 95th percentile. You handled your shots like a champ, but they turned you into a Grumpasaurus for the next three days.

You're sleeping better at night (those dimples of yours were SO your saving grace when you were getting up 3 and 4 times a night). I feed you around 9pm and you usually start fussing around 2. Daddy or I will usually go into your room and rock you in your bassinet, trying to get you to go back to sleep for another hour or so. After that feeding, you sometimes sleep until 6 or 6:30. Other times, you wake up again (totally STARVING, of course [insert eyeroll]) at 4:30. I can totally function the next day with you getting up once a night. My ability to function goes down exponentially with every subsequent time you get up. I hate to put a guilt trip on someone who just learned to hold his head up, but ... well ... there ya go.

I can't express how I love you. You make my heart melt. You like to snuggle, you make awesome faces, and you've only peed on me twice.

Hugs and smooches,
Mommy & Daddy

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