Two Months

I cannot believe my little man is already two months old!  Maxwell is seriously a dream baby; he never cries except to let me know he’s hungry.  I feel so lucky that he’s so easy!  Since he’s the third child, if I had a fussy baby, I’m not sure what I would do.

 

He had his two-month check-up this morning, and he weighs 12 lbs. 9 oz. and is in the 66^th percentile.  He is 23.5 inches long and is in the 60^th percentile.  He has an umbilical hernia that his pediatrician said should go away in the first year (if not, he’ll have to have surgery to correct it).  He also has a case of thrush as well as his first runny nose, but none of these things seem to be bothering him.

He’s still sleeping A LOT but when he is awake, it’s all smiles!  He loves to stand on his legs, and he pumps his arms with excitement.  He is starting to coo and squeal a lot more.  He gets really worked up pumping his arms and then this little noise will come out, and you can tell he’s proud of himself.  He’s started sleeping through the night, which has been so wonderful for me! 

Both Noah and Amelia are very wonderful with him.  I was worried how Amelia would react with him receiving so much attention, but she really doesn’t get upset over it.   She mostly wants to help and loves to give him “tickies.”  She calls him “Sweetie Pie, Sweetie Pie, Sweetie Pie.”  Yesterday when I let her hold him, she said to me, “Mommy, I need to feed him . . . hand me the boppy.”

Amelia was reading Noah a bedtime story.