I forgot to pack the camera this morning, since we are having some house drama at the moment, so you only get cell phone pics.
"Mom, why are you still talking? Give them the stats!" |
Weight: 15lbs 8 oz (50th percentile)
Height: 26 inches (84th percentile)
Head: 41.5cm (44th percentile)
For those of you looking back to last appointment at 2 months, you'll note that his weight is still the average for his age but he has gotten longer than the average baby and his head is starting to grow into a more average size.
He rolls onto his tummy all the time now. At the appointment he kept doing it and I like to call it "baby guided tummy time" or "self imposed tummy time".
And he likes to sleep that way now, even though I've told him that I don't like it because it scares me. He still insists on doing it anyway. Rude. It's like he doesn't care about my feelings at all.
He is still as snuggly as ever. His grandma Anderson calls him her "Snugs". He is taking most of his naps by himself these days but every once in awhile, I snuggle down with him and enjoy every second that I get being close to him....till he pokes me in the eye.
His smile renders me incapable of being mad/sad/tired/irritable. It totally slays me. That could be a bad thing someday...but at the moment, it makes the aforementioned sleep deprivation bearable.
"Mom...are you seriously still writing?" |
He loves being outside. I'm scared that winter will be really hard for him because we will be mostly indoors. The other day, I bundled him up and took him outside to show him the yellow leaves. He liked it but his tiny cheeks got chapped.