Sunday, May 20, 2012
One big month old!
But that's not for this post, because I want this to be about you.
You've grown a ton, and tomorrow we find out how much. You've sped through the newborn clothes, though, and are even too long for some of the 0-3 clothes we have. You've gotten that adorable baby chub chub on your thighs and arm, and even your wrists have little folds! I love it!
When you're awake, you think you should be eating. You're willing to take a pacifier for about 3-5 minutes, and then you're done.
Today you hung out in the musical swing for about 15 minutes, which is the longest you've tolerated it while awake. Like the six-hour sleeping, I'm of course hoping it's the beginning of a trend.
But I'm not so foolish that I'm not knocking wood as I type.
You've gone from being a totally confused little newborn to being a seasoned nurser. You see the nipple up close and you get what I think of as a Kamikaze attack face. Jordan did it as well - maybe every baby does? Eyes totally focused on target, swooping forward.
I took you to the office this week, and you pooped on my friend Gloria's pants. It was pretty impressive, really, because you had this explosive poop that shot up the back of your diaper, missed your pants entirely, and decorated hers. Oh, and the floor outside my cube.
I'd joked about hoping my water broke at work; this is the next best thing.
Speaking of explosive, you have man-farts. It's incredible. Even big lumberjack Jordan didn't have those. They're as big as you are. Very impressive, but I do hope you grow out of them.
You are a huge snuggly love, you really are. I'm so glad you're here, and I am so excited to get to know you better and better.
Just please, please sleep a little bit more.
Love love love,