As all sleep-deprived moms of a newborn say … I cannot believe how fast it's going. Ben turned two months old the day after we arrived home from Nashville and we had his two-month checkup (complete with shots) the next day. The checkup revealed that he is a *very* healthy 12 lbs, 10 oz and 23 inches long. 71st percentile for weight, 43 for height. A lunker! We can't remember Tabby ever cracking 20th for either. It will be interesting to see where he's at in another two months.
What the stats don't reveal is what a charming little guy or Ben is. He is quite mellow and rarely raises a stink unless he is wet or hungry. He smiles and coos and “talks” to us frequently and we are enjoying his more frequent periods of activity as well as the relatively long periods of sleep he enjoys at night. He is pretty stable in his core and can sit in the bumbo and hold up his head. He also loves to be held in a standing position and pushing up against the floor or our laps. He also loves the fan. He lies on his back and watches the ceiling fan, cooing and kicking his legs and waving his arms. Too cute.
It has been a battle, but he is still getting mostly breastmilk (mostly pumped) for eats. He has breastmilk all day and then we feed him formula for his one or two night feedings. He nurses here and there … lazily, still. He falls asleep and now has taken to grinning at me cheekily while he nurses as well which is hard not to find cute even as it exasperates me.
He is a huge hit with his big sister. She loves to give him kisses and delights in his smiles as much as we do. I am so excited to see them play together in the not too distant future.