As Noah reached the grand old age of two months last Thursday, we went for his standard checkup to see how much he had grown. The doctor's office is within walking distance, so my mum and I put Noah in the pram and strolled up the street. When we got there we found out that it was also time for his first round of vaccinations. Not a fun experience to watch a stern nurse push a gigantic needle in your baby's tiny thigh, making him cry and cry... :( But he survived of course and I was surprised to hear that my little boy isn't so little anymore - he's put on over 4 lb since birth (2 kg) and has gained 2.5 inches (6 cm) in height. This is great news as it means we don't have to worry about things like supplementing with formula or indeed wake him up for feedings. He regularly sleeps six hours straight at night now, wakes up for food and a diaper change around 6 AM and then goes back to bed until a more reasonable wake up time of 9 or 10 AM. (This is very fortunate for me as I am decidedly not a morning person, and no baby, no matter how treasured, could ever change that. :)
|At the doctors. Being quite happy before the shot, looking at "the man in the mirror".|
|His very first plaster... At least it had Snoopy on it.|
|Later. Feeling much better, sitting with Mormor in the rocker.|
Anyone who holds Noah inevitably notices how strong he is; he can clasp a firm hand on your finger with his hand or foot and won't let go until you make him. He also likes to stand up straight on his chubby baby legs for several seconds when in peoples laps. Personality wise he seems set to become quite the little character, he has about a million different facial expressions, making for some pretty entertaining "conversations"...Oh, and the dude has a temper and can be really stubborn and frustrated with his dumb parents when they just. don't. get. it. It's lovely watching him become more and more responsive; he makes great eye contact now, but best of all is that his entire little face lights up in utter delight if you know how to tickle his funny bone... :)
Every night I think that I can't love Noah any more, and every morning I find that I do. It's amazing.